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Since I was a small child I’ve felt this way. As though I can, at any moment, hurt someone.
This is coming from a child who from the moment I learned how to walk, would carefully walk around birds so as not to scare them. I was always super sensitive so to have these “impulses” just never computed with me.
There’s one time that’s I acted on it and till today, I eat myself up over it. I tell this story with the full knowledge that I may get kicked off this site or worse. Here goes...
I was 11 & my brother was getting married in a different country. I had a few siblings who lived there, one being my oldest sister (by 19 years) so her childhood (7 of them) were very close in age to me.
It was the day of the wedding and I was watching my sisters then youngest who was about 8 months old. I had to change his diaper so I went to do so. After I changed him (he was/is the sweetest child) he was lying on the changing table and this “devil” came out to play. I suddenly had the urge to hurt this innocent baby.
So... I pinched his cheek until he cried. It was all very fast. The second he started crying I felt TERRIBLE, picked him up and cuddled him. He probably cried for 3 seconds.
That’s the end of the story. But for me I carry it as such a heavy burden. He’s turned out great, happily married with 2 beautiful children of his own but every time I see or speak to him, I relive it and feel like a piece of super duper crap (without cursing ?).
Today I decided to tell him. Then I rethought it and decided to first tell his mother (my sister) & get her opinion on what was best for him... to hear it or not.
Before I spoke to her I was fully prepared for her to be so angry and upset that we may never speak again. But I just had to get it off my chest somehow. Somehow alleviate all that pressure.
I prepared her first by telling her that I’m about to tell her something that may cause her to never speak to me again. God, it was hard saying it... I’ve only once repeated the story and that was to a therapist. And it’s been about 25 years so yeh...
Her response was: she laughed and said that I was making a big deal about nothing. That if she had been there when it happened she just would of said, “what r u doing? Stop that it’s not nice.” And then would of forgotten about it. She works in education/with children and told me that what I did is very normal. She said I was just a child myself and I need to forgive myself.
I argued. What if he has issues today because of it? Because of ME? Again, she had a very logical response to refute it.
I can’t lie, her response made me feel slightly better. But I KNOW this is or the end of me beating myself up about it. Or maybe it is... I can only hope. Although I don’t think I deserve that “get out of jail free” card.
Thoughts? Anyone experience anything similar? If yes, do you know where it stems from? (Aside from me simply being a monster).
Hope your all having a GOOD day,
Sincerely,
The devil
This is coming from a child who from the moment I learned how to walk, would carefully walk around birds so as not to scare them. I was always super sensitive so to have these “impulses” just never computed with me.
There’s one time that’s I acted on it and till today, I eat myself up over it. I tell this story with the full knowledge that I may get kicked off this site or worse. Here goes...
I was 11 & my brother was getting married in a different country. I had a few siblings who lived there, one being my oldest sister (by 19 years) so her childhood (7 of them) were very close in age to me.
It was the day of the wedding and I was watching my sisters then youngest who was about 8 months old. I had to change his diaper so I went to do so. After I changed him (he was/is the sweetest child) he was lying on the changing table and this “devil” came out to play. I suddenly had the urge to hurt this innocent baby.
So... I pinched his cheek until he cried. It was all very fast. The second he started crying I felt TERRIBLE, picked him up and cuddled him. He probably cried for 3 seconds.
That’s the end of the story. But for me I carry it as such a heavy burden. He’s turned out great, happily married with 2 beautiful children of his own but every time I see or speak to him, I relive it and feel like a piece of super duper crap (without cursing ?).
Today I decided to tell him. Then I rethought it and decided to first tell his mother (my sister) & get her opinion on what was best for him... to hear it or not.
Before I spoke to her I was fully prepared for her to be so angry and upset that we may never speak again. But I just had to get it off my chest somehow. Somehow alleviate all that pressure.
I prepared her first by telling her that I’m about to tell her something that may cause her to never speak to me again. God, it was hard saying it... I’ve only once repeated the story and that was to a therapist. And it’s been about 25 years so yeh...
Her response was: she laughed and said that I was making a big deal about nothing. That if she had been there when it happened she just would of said, “what r u doing? Stop that it’s not nice.” And then would of forgotten about it. She works in education/with children and told me that what I did is very normal. She said I was just a child myself and I need to forgive myself.
I argued. What if he has issues today because of it? Because of ME? Again, she had a very logical response to refute it.
I can’t lie, her response made me feel slightly better. But I KNOW this is or the end of me beating myself up about it. Or maybe it is... I can only hope. Although I don’t think I deserve that “get out of jail free” card.
Thoughts? Anyone experience anything similar? If yes, do you know where it stems from? (Aside from me simply being a monster).
Hope your all having a GOOD day,
Sincerely,
The devil