Bees Are Awesome
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I am a recovering alcoholic/addict and after a 12 Step meeting last night I stayed after to chat with my sponsor. Besides being female and in recovery, we are as different as can be. She is an older conservative divorced Christian woman with no kids while I am a youngish liberal non-religious married woman with 2 kids. Despite this we generally get along well.
She knows I have PTSD but knows next to nothing about my traumas except for the incident when I was held captive in a man's house and assaulted. She knows that I am working with a therapist to help deal with all of my issues. I don't remember how it came up in the conversation but last night she asked me if he was still in jail (I never reported it) or if I had ever Googled him (No idea what his last name is). I thought it was kind of a weird line of questioning but I just rolled with it.
Then she asked me, "Have you prayed for him?" NO. She suggested I pray for him, even if it is just a simple "Bless him, change me" prayer. She also asked me if I have forgiven him. NO. She told me that I need to forgive him in order to have peace in my heart and that if I don't, I am continuing to let him have power over me.
Oh, so the only things I need to do to be healed is just pray for him and forgive him? Then I will just be magically cured of PTSD, anxiety, depression, etc and can finally lead a normal life? That will enable to me to just "let it go" and "stop thinking about it?" Well hot damn, why the f*ck didn't I do that years ago? I'm sure the flashbacks, nightmares and memories will all just stop then.
It is one thing to forgive someone who didn't purposely hurt me. It is quite another to try to forgive someone who consciously and purposely hurt me and enjoyed it, without caring how it affected me or the damage it caused. And I am supposed to pray for good things for him? I can't do it. I don't even WANT to think about him EVER but that is forced on me too with flashbacks and nightmares.
She wasn't trying to hurt or insult me. I think she was just trying to help. It just made things worse. I have heard similar things from my mom and others. None of my friends or family understand. I can't blame them for what they don't know. I just feel like such an oddity and a freak. This whole situation just adds to the hopelessness I feel.
I don't even really know why I wrote this post. I guess I just needed to talk about it.
She knows I have PTSD but knows next to nothing about my traumas except for the incident when I was held captive in a man's house and assaulted. She knows that I am working with a therapist to help deal with all of my issues. I don't remember how it came up in the conversation but last night she asked me if he was still in jail (I never reported it) or if I had ever Googled him (No idea what his last name is). I thought it was kind of a weird line of questioning but I just rolled with it.
Then she asked me, "Have you prayed for him?" NO. She suggested I pray for him, even if it is just a simple "Bless him, change me" prayer. She also asked me if I have forgiven him. NO. She told me that I need to forgive him in order to have peace in my heart and that if I don't, I am continuing to let him have power over me.
Oh, so the only things I need to do to be healed is just pray for him and forgive him? Then I will just be magically cured of PTSD, anxiety, depression, etc and can finally lead a normal life? That will enable to me to just "let it go" and "stop thinking about it?" Well hot damn, why the f*ck didn't I do that years ago? I'm sure the flashbacks, nightmares and memories will all just stop then.
It is one thing to forgive someone who didn't purposely hurt me. It is quite another to try to forgive someone who consciously and purposely hurt me and enjoyed it, without caring how it affected me or the damage it caused. And I am supposed to pray for good things for him? I can't do it. I don't even WANT to think about him EVER but that is forced on me too with flashbacks and nightmares.
She wasn't trying to hurt or insult me. I think she was just trying to help. It just made things worse. I have heard similar things from my mom and others. None of my friends or family understand. I can't blame them for what they don't know. I just feel like such an oddity and a freak. This whole situation just adds to the hopelessness I feel.
I don't even really know why I wrote this post. I guess I just needed to talk about it.