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Understanding and Healing the Scapegoat Within

Emerging From The Dark Night

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The family scapegoat receives the shadow projections of the family. They are the one that carries and tries to express qualities, needs, reactions and expressions which may not have had a chance or live in the family.  Often if we review the family history we will be able to see a pattern or something the scapegoat is trying to live for the family that could not be expressed, or struggled to be expressed over generations.

There is also collective element to the scapegoat which means certain qualities in any particular culture are accepted and are seen as valuable to express where as others may be demonised. Religious beliefs create the scapegoat by dictating what is “holy” and what is “demonic” and so create splits. The pervasive spread of the Catholic zeitgeist, for example, reveres qualities of self sacrifice, meekness, chastity and in many ways a repression of essential elements of…

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Scapegoat

Special thanks to Linda Lee for re-blogging this post on her site. It has been on my mind every day, since I read it two weeks ago. Particularly, how we, as children, were scapegoated that is “deemed bad [and] punished merely for existing.”

 

A Blog About Healing From PTSD

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The following article on the phenomenon of the scapegoat child was written by Leigh Byrne, author of two best-selling memoirs: Call Me Tuesday and Call Me Cockroach. This post was originally published on Leigh’s blogger website, Sometimes On Tuesday. I am reposting it here, in its entirety, with the author’s permission.

SCAPEGOAT by author Leigh Byrne

While being the victim of a parent’s fury is bad enough, being the only child in a family singled out to receive it is many, many times worse.

There came a point during the writing of Call Me Tuesday, when I felt the need to somehow impart meaning and purpose to what had happened to me as a child, to make my story, at least in my mind, something more than a pointless reflection of human suffering.

I spent hours on the Internet combing through newspaper articles about abused…

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