I’m so angry about that. Crap. It was easier to be angry at myself or believe I am a terrible person not worth protecting than it is to deal with this anger. This pain.
I feel so cold, dead, and pissed off about this. I don't want to be someone filled with hate - at myself or at anyone else.
I'm a control freak. I know this, and to a degree work against it (in other ways I encourage it, strengths and weaknesses, 2 sides of a coin, to most things!). Blaming myself? That's part of my illusion-of-control. If it's
my fault? Then I have the power to fix it. (So says my head/heart, even though it's not true.) Once a thing becomes someone else's fault? I lose my illusion of control. So it's a double hit, realizing or admitting, that something isn't my fault.
Anger? Hate? They are emotions. They can register, we learn from them, and they pass...
Or be can become consumed by them. Either being that person filled with nuthin' but hate & anger
or in trying so hard to run from them that our lives revolve just as much around them. I've done all 3. Consumed by the firestorm, consumed by running from the firestorm, or feel/register/learn/move past.
Feeling things? It is not a foregone conclusion that you will be consumed by them.
Not even if you are consumed right now.
I think you know the story of 2 wolves fighting for control in your heart? 1 who represents who you want to be, and 1 who represents who we fear to be. Sometimes, the wolves fight. That's just the way it is. The wolf who wins? Is the one we feed. The one who loses is
not the one we ignore, or refuse to admit exists, or don't notice their strengths & problems. They both exist. They're both real. The fight is real. But the one who wins is the one we feed. That simple. <grin> Why
is it the simplest things are the hardest? Oy vey.