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How to Stop the Blame Spiral and Return to Compassion

Updated: Nov 11


Lately I’ve been noticing something about myself that’s uncomfortable to admit: how easily blame slips into my words when I’m stressed.


It’s rarely obvious. It’s the little comments like,“We’re late again because you didn’t get ready in time.”

Or the sighs when the kids leave their things lying around, again.


I don’t mean to do it. In fact, I’m trying really hard not to.

But somehow, blame still sneaks in through the cracks.


overwhealmed mother with children

When I Finally Saw It

A few years back, I attended a Buddhist retreat where I heard something that struck me deeply:

“All suffering is caused within ourselves.”

This was intended to be empowering, a reminder that we have the ability to choose our responses to life. However, I came home from that retreat feeling utterly angry - at myself and at the world. It was like PMS on steroids, and I couldn’t understand why.


Everyone around me seemed inspired by it, yet I felt this deep irritation and heaviness in my chest.


In the weeks that followed, I kept reflecting on it. The same thought kept surfacing: “If that’s true, then what about everything I’ve been through? Does that mean all that suffering was my own fault?”

But at the time, I still couldn’t connect all the dots.


These thoughts stayed with me for weeks. I kept turning them over, trying to make sense of them.


Then one day, it hit me. I had taken a teaching about empowerment and twisted it into self-blame. Instead of setting me free, it made me feel responsible for all the pain and hardship I had ever experienced.


It was painful to realise, but also freeing in its own way. Because I could finally see what was really happening. The same old pattern of blame was still there, only this time it had turned inward.


a cup of tea and journal on a kitchen table, soft light shining through the window

Blame Is Never Really About Fault

What I’ve noticed since then is that blame shows up when things feel like they’re spiralling.


It’s that part of me that wants to grab the steering wheel and say, “Okay, whose fault is this? Who messed up?” because naming it feels safer than sitting in the unknown.


But deep down, it’s not really about fault at all. It’s about fear and overwhelm.

It’s about my mind trying to find order when I’m stretched too thin or emotionally overloaded.


And yet, every time I fall into blame, I end up feeling worse. It pulls me away from the empathy and understanding that actually help me find my footing again.


A Small Shift That Changes Everything

These days, when I catch myself getting flustered, I try to keep it simple.


First, I breathe. Just one slow, deep breath. It sounds small, but it’s enough to interrupt the spiral. It gives me that split second of awareness to remember,

“This is the fear talking, not my heart.”

That one thought helps me soften. It reminds me that my reactions aren’t who I am. They’re just old habits that formed in moments when fear felt safer than vulnerability.


When I’ve had a moment to calm down, I try to repair. I might say to my daughter,

“I’m sorry I snapped. I was feeling flustered, not angry at you.”

It’s not about being perfect. It’s about being real.


It’s about showing that love and accountability can exist together, and that even grown-ups are still learning how to pause and start again.


mother with hands over her heart, taking a moment to breath and reset

Breaking the Cycle with Compassion

For a long time, I thought being mindful meant never losing my patience.


But mindfulness isn’t about perfection. It’s about noticing when I slip, and meeting myself with kindness instead of guilt. That shift in awareness changes everything.


It softens my tone.

It helps my kids feel safe.

It helps me feel safe too.


Over time, I created a simple practice that helps me find my way back to calm — one that reminds me that healing isn’t about control, it’s about connection.

Maybe it’ll help you as well.



A Glimpse of the Practice

It begins with a moment of pause.When frustration starts to rise, I take a breath and remind myself,

“This is my fear talking, not my heart.”

That single pause changes the tone of everything that follows.

Later, when the house is quiet, I take a few minutes to reconnect — hand on heart, soft breath, gentle words of forgiveness. These small, conscious moments build a new pattern over time.


If this resonates with you, I’ve shared the full version of this Self-Compassion Practice — with both the 60-second reset and the 5-minute daily ritual — as a free guided resource on The Path Within.



You’ll find simple steps, reflection prompts, and gentle affirmations you can use to soften blame and return from fear to heart.

Because every time you pause instead of react, you’re breaking an old pattern — not just for yourself, but for your children too.


A Final Thought

You’re not broken for reacting the way you do.

You’re human — learning, unlearning, and growing along the way.


The very fact that you notice when blame shows up means something inside you is already shifting.

That awareness is the healing.


It was never about being perfect. It’s about being present.


One pause. One breath. One honest apology at a time.


Bianca 💜✨️

The Path Within


 
 
 

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