{"id":2411,"date":"2013-04-10T11:56:45","date_gmt":"2013-04-10T18:56:45","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/writtenbymurphy.com\/wonderblog\/?p=2411"},"modified":"2013-06-06T06:26:35","modified_gmt":"2013-06-06T13:26:35","slug":"fudog","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/writtenbymurphy.com\/wonderblog\/2013\/04\/fudog\/","title":{"rendered":"FUDOG"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>FUDOG<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Fear<\/p>\n<p>Uncertainty<\/p>\n<p>Doubt<\/p>\n<p>Obligation<\/p>\n<p>Guilt<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>FUDOG<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>It kinda sounds like a cuss word. \u201cThose FUDOGers!\u201d<\/p>\n<p>It feels like hell.<\/p>\n<p>And it looks the poison arrows in the quiver of Beelzebub. All multi-pronged and dripping with noxious fluid that burns.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Those FUDOG feelings are, however, fully self-inflicted. And that is what makes them so insidious.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>We have found the enemy. Oh boy have we found the enemy. It is us.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>No. It\u2019s me.\u00a0 It\u2019s me that feels fear and doubt. It\u2019s me that takes on an obligation and guilt. It is me that is uncertain.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>I don\u2019t want to be. I want to be free, confident, convinced, loving, and pure.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>That doesn\u2019t make as good of an acronym. But I guess free doesn\u2019t need a mnemonic device. We remember that we want to be free.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>I have been meaning to write this piece about FUDOG for a while. But I was uncertain, afraid that I didn\u2019t have it together enough to explain the research that led me to this discovery of how these work together. I doubted I had the right to portray this as my own idea; maybe I was obliged to credit a source that I\u2019m not sure of.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/en.wikipedia.org\/wiki\/Fear,_uncertainty_and_doubt\">FUD<\/a> is a well-known tactic in politics. And I read about FOG in an article about unhealthy relationships.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>But I think I put it together. At least I did for myself<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Fear<\/p>\n<p>Uncertainty<\/p>\n<p>Doubt<\/p>\n<p>Obligation<\/p>\n<p>Guilt<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>I started to think of how I make my choices. When I recovered from surgery, I finally got enough sleep to think and not react.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Am I making this choices, taking this action because of FUDOG? Isn\u2019t that the opposite of how I want to live my life?<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>I want to spend my time doing things that I love, with people I love. Who is using FUDOG tactics on me?<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Maybe I don\u2019t have to cooperate. Maybe I am not obligated to cooperate.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>I may feel guilty. True, I AM guilty. All have sinned, and I raise my hand. Here! Sinner reporting.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>So. I want to walk in love and freedom, and leave behind the part where I am imperfect. Grace is necessary. For me, From me, To me.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>And for everybody else. If I am not twisted up and poisoned with fudog, then maybe I will have some grace left over to give to other people too.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Even if I am not sure what I\u2019m doing. Even if I\u2019m not as good as I\u2019d like to be.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Shake it off. Cut it off.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>NO FUDOG ZONE<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Have a blessed Wednesday, readers. That\u2019s what I\u2019ve got.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>FUDOG &nbsp; Fear Uncertainty Doubt Obligation Guilt &nbsp; FUDOG &nbsp; It kinda sounds like a cuss word. \u201cThose FUDOGers!\u201d It feels like hell. And it looks the poison arrows in the quiver of Beelzebub. 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