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I'm getting worse and worse with my preoccupation with revenge. I rarely allow myself to feel the anger I know I deeply harbor in myself, and now that I'm getting back into treatment and dragging it all up, I feel like I'm just embodied by wrath. I deal with anger poorly, internalizing and self-destructing rather than acting out against other things (pillows, for instance). I can't cause pain to a punching bag and I can't cause pain to those who hurt me. Except, I can.
I can cause pain to those who hurt me, but it could end terribly. I know that. I don't want to be responsible for all of that. And at the same time, I do. In fact, not only do I desire this retribution, I feel like not getting it hurts my relationship with myself and those I'm close to. I feel a lot of betrayal from people who were mortified to hear about my experience and went on to have cordial relationships with my abusers (particularly my brother, as it was hard not to run into him in my house). When one of my friends heard of the abuse, he said, "Don't let me meet your brother, because I'll just punch him, and then your mom won't like me anymore." I never let them meet, not because I was afraid my friend would hurt my brother but because I was afraid he wouldn't.
Now I increasingly feel the need to reach out to my contacts and give them the go-ahead. I don't know how to stop these thoughts.
I can cause pain to those who hurt me, but it could end terribly. I know that. I don't want to be responsible for all of that. And at the same time, I do. In fact, not only do I desire this retribution, I feel like not getting it hurts my relationship with myself and those I'm close to. I feel a lot of betrayal from people who were mortified to hear about my experience and went on to have cordial relationships with my abusers (particularly my brother, as it was hard not to run into him in my house). When one of my friends heard of the abuse, he said, "Don't let me meet your brother, because I'll just punch him, and then your mom won't like me anymore." I never let them meet, not because I was afraid my friend would hurt my brother but because I was afraid he wouldn't.
Now I increasingly feel the need to reach out to my contacts and give them the go-ahead. I don't know how to stop these thoughts.