@grit I agree with a whole lot of what you're saying here.. But oh gosh, I apologize allll the time. I am so chock full of awareness of every bad thing I've ever done - and have apologized for everything it was possible to apologize for. I even found someone on Facebook I was mean to on the playground in gradeschool -and apologized to them. I have asked friends and my daughter's counselor to tell me if they ever see me doing anything that even has a WHIFF of bad parenting, because that's my biggest and most important 'must-not-screw-this-up' thing but most stuff, I
know I when I did something wrong. When I realize I did something wrong that happened in the past, I think - well, I did this thing. It happened years ago, and I was in a bad place when it happened - and it was a horrible mess. It was a bad thing. I need to apologize if possible, and make sure nothing like that happens again. I can think -
I did a bad thing - and not think that it makes me a bad person. All of the conscious thinking seems to be on the level. (I think that 'bad person' comes into play when you're deliberately or carelessly hurting others. That's my measure of what it takes to be a bad person - and by that measure, i don't consciously consider myself to be a bad person)
Bad feelings, that's a whole nother thing. I don't *think* that I'm a bad person - I sure do FEEL that I'm a bad person. The "it's ok, you tried, that's not so bad, look how hard you tried, it's not all your fault" I was mentioning above - that's in reference to, say, spilling a glass of water, or breaking a dish, or forgetting to knock mud off my shoes before I came in the house. When I do anything like that, I immediately start self-comforting.
Doing really bad stuff - like hurting someone else's feelings(inconsiderate/thoughtless), or being late and making someone else wait(selfish/inconsiderate/thoughtless), or breaking something that belongs to someone else - anything that hurts another person -leaves me in tears, and apologizing profusely.
I backed over someone's lawn ornament a few weeks ago when leaving their house. I was in agony over it for weeks & apologized so many times they probably thought I was 'tetched. I felt terrible about it. But my focus was on them and their ornament, not me being a bad person. My thought process was more like, 'Oh NO! What if they really LIKED that ornament? I wonder where I can find one to replace it. I need to apologize. And they're not here to apologize to. So I need to get their phone number and apologize.' and on and on - a 'FIX IT' response. I *felt* terrible but didn't *think* terrible.
I don't even know if any of this made any sense. Maybe it's a war between my consciously-controlled thoughts and my subconscious thoughts - there's been a conflict there as far back as I can remember. I *think* I'm smart, but automatically defer to anyone who says they're smarter because I *feel* like I'm dumb. When I was younger - I *thought* I was pretty, but would go with anyone who asked me out because I *felt* like I was ugly. So it's like my positive thinking is only skin-deep, so to speak.