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By Ox Drover
For my whole life I felt that I could never measure up because I was expected to “pretend it never happened” in order to meet my mother’s definition of the word “forgive.” I was expected to trust the person who had hurt me in the past, and who I knew would hurt me again in the future. I was told by religious leaders, whom I trusted, that if I did not “pretend it didn’t happen” and “truly forgive,” I was bound for an eternal residence in hellfire and brimstone.
Many of us who are Christians know the various Bible passages that say, in essence, we must “forgive those who trespass against us” if we expect God to forgive us of our own wrongdoing. Jesus, as our ultimate example, from the cross said, “Father forgive them”¦”
How can we mortal human beings possibly expect to be able to truly forgive those people who have so deliberately ripped our lives apart?
After the “Summer of Chaos,” as I have come to call my last run in with the psychopaths, I was so devastated, so angry, so bitter, so filled with wrath that I could only focus on the many details of the many crimes and arrows that had been slung at me so very unfairly by so many members of my family. I was filled from top to bottom with bitterness and anger.
I am fortunate that I have several well-educated ministers in my acquaintance that I could call upon for advice, as well as reading the Bible for myself. After talking to these men at great length, I finally came to the question, does “forgiveness” really mean “pretending it didn’t happen, and restoring trust to these people?”
Does “love your enemies” really mean that I have to have a “gushy” feeling for these people who have harmed me so easily and with so much glee?
After much reading of the scriptures and talking with the various ministers (of several denominations) I came to a new definition of the word “forgiveness” that I think is more rational and makes more sense than my mother’s definition of “let’s just pretend none of this ever happened.” (She actually said this aloud.)
The new definitions of love and forgiveness are these.
Forgiveness does not mean “pretend it never happened.” Forgiveness means to get the bitterness and wrath out of your heart toward those that have wronged you. For example, when Joseph was sold into slavery by his brothers, I am sure that he was very justifiably angry with these brothers for doing this to him. They demoted him from the status of “favored son” to the status of an animal that was bought and sold.
The Bible tells us, though, that Joseph got the bitterness out of his heart toward his brothers during the many years he was in Egypt. But when his brothers miraculously appeared before him, not, of course, recognizing that their brother was now second only to the Pharaoh, Joseph did not immediately identify himself to his brothers, “Hey, guys, it’s me, the brother you sold off as a slave!”
But Joseph did test his brothers to see what kind of men they had become in those same years. Were they the same uncaring, jealous men that they had been when they had cast him into the pit, and grieved their aged father with a tale about him being torn apart by some wild animal, taking his blood-stained cloak back to his father as proof of his death, not caring that they were bringing grief upon their father’s head with the tale of his death? Or had they learned anything? Had they changed?
Joseph had forgiven his brothers, but he still didn’t trust them until after they had passed his tests to see what kind of men they were.
Putting all this together then gave me a new definition of “forgiveness,” and it was simply the removing of the smoldering anger, the thirst for revenge, the gnawing hate for them. I was not required by God or good sense to trust these same people, or to “pretend they had not done what they did.” Forgiveness was an act, not a feeling.
Looking at “love your enemies” in the same way, I saw that “love” meant to do good to those that persecute you rather than take advantage to hurt them if you can. The story of the future King David fleeing from the jealous and murderous King Saul illustrates that David “loved” King Saul even though Saul was seeking to find and kill David. Twice David had a chance to kill Saul when Saul didn’t even know he was there, and both times, David did not kill Saul, but let him move on his way. Loving our enemies simply means that we must not try to seek revenge against them, even if we can, we must do what is right, even if we have a chance to do what is wrong, no matter how they have wronged us.
I came away from that summer of spiritual questioning with a new awareness of the concepts of the Bible’s teachings, which even if a person is not a believer in the Bible’s divine inspiration, still are psychologically sound.
Harboring, nurturing, and feeding anger, wrath, thoughts of revenge, may chemically light up the pleasure centers of our evolutionary brain, but in the long term, these strong and negative emotions prevent our healing. Short-term, anger is a very natural and normal part of the process we go through when we are injured. Long-term, like any other intense reactive emotion, anger/bitterness becomes a stressor in and of itself, keeping us from thinking rationally and reasonably, and focused only on the injury.
Sure, we were injured and we will never forget that injury (injuries) or the person who did them to us, but we will learn from that experience with the psychopath, learn how to prevent another “P-experience” and live a better life because of our knowledge. But trust them, ever again? Not on your life! Getting the bitterness out of our hearts, focusing on ourselves and our own healing, instead of on the hateful bitter vengeful feelings toward them, turns us in a positive direction, so that we can come to peace with the past,
What do I get out of “forgiving” those that have hurt me so much when they get off “scot-free?”
Well, first of all, I don’t get upset every time I think about them, or look at something that reminds me of them.
Secondly, I am not mad all the time. I can focus on other things besides the hurts that have been inflicted on me. In order to keep my anger up, I would have to focus a great deal of energy on thinking about the past injuries, pulling the scabs off the wounds so that they would continue to bleed. So I save a lot of energy in fueling this old anger that I can now focus on other more positive things.
Thirdly, my spirituality and my spiritual health are not impeded by this mass of anger and negative feelings. My stress level can now drop because these old injuries start to heal and the pain is lessened because of the healing. I am now more in tune with myself and my own needs, since I am no longer focusing all my energy on the injuries.
Fourthly, now that I am no longer angry all the time, I am not so prone to see insult and injury where none is intended. I have more patience with those I love and that love me. I have more patience with myself, and don’t turn this negative energy toward myself at times. I can set reasonable boundaries instead of letting things seethe and then blowing up about some minor problem that in the light of a non-angry mind isn’t worth worrying about. It lets me put things in a reasonable perspective.
Forgiving our enemies isn’t about them, it is all about US. Forgiving them allows us to heal from the wounds they inflicted. Hating and not forgiving them just allows them to go on re-injuring us forever.
Henry,
You might have offended but you were spot on about your advice on online ads showing body parts. You spoke the truth.
I don’t think all people realize this though. I think the younger generations (I am 39) have grown up in such a cheesy world where they think they are supposed to put it all out there and it takes a little of life’s seasoning to realize that if you put that out there, be careful of what will roll in. Just look at the kinds of pictures people put on MySpace. Everyone wants to be a porn star.
Either way, no one deserves to be exposed to a deadly disease from a person that knows they are carrying it. That is a crime. Just like a woman doesn’t deserve to be raped because of what she is wearing. Rape is the crime… not the outfit.
Oxy,
For me, for some reason, I have never felt like I needed to forgive Bad Man. And… I am not mad at him. Nor do I have any compassion for him anymore. He is what he is. That’s the end of the story for me.
I am not sure I feel like I need to forgive myself for anything either. I am okay now. Sometimes, I am sad about what happened. Mostly sad for the lost and floundering woman I was. This was the straw that made me give up that idea that a man was going to come along and save me.
Looking back, I am completely honest with myself. I KNOW I put up with WAY TOO MUCH! I am clear when the abuse started… pretty much right at the beginning and it escalated quickly. Maybe it’s different for me because I don’t feel duped like a lot of people. I have an idea about a few things he might have lied about but I don’t feel so much like I went through a big scam. Bad Man was an emotional abuser with all the mind twisting tricks.
The money I lost was due to decisions I made under extreme duress. I was making terrible decisions because I was so traumatized and therein lies the $$$ that I have worked diligently for so long to pay back. (Still working on it… getting close to the home stretch.. but not there yet.)
I wonder sometimes if I would have been able to get a better foothold in Maui and would still be there if I had not had BM as a constant distraction from getting my life rooted and secure there. I don’t know. Either way, I probably would have come home eventually. BM just accelerated the process.
To all, please don’t pack up and move to Hawaii to heal your broken heart. Take it from me… not a good plan.
I will keep thinking about if I need to forgive.
Aloha, I know you posted to Oxy, but I just wanted to say that what you wrote makes alot of sense.
I have to turn my thinking around and accept that they are who they are, what I DID in the past is not WHO I am, and move forward.
DEar Aloha,
Not everyone has a feeling that they “need to forgive” — this “forgiveness” thing is a BIGGIE FOR ME because of the way I was brought up to (a) believe forgiveness is essential and (b) that forgiveness ALSO MEANT “pretending it didn’t happen.”
The vast difference between how I look at “forgiveness” now and how it was FORCE FED TO ME are 180 degrees off.
Your feelings for your bad man NOW to me already EQUAL forgiveness. You don’t wish him harm, you don’t fantasize about putting bamboo splinters under his nails, you just ACCEPT that he treated you badly, acknowledge (and have quit beating yourself up for) allowing him to do it to you over and over, and you have forgiven yourself, AND him—maybe you don’t “call that” forgiveness, but it meets MY definiton of forgiveness.
It’s important to me psychologically not to haul around the malice I felt for them all, the anger and the wrath, the wanting vengence—getting that out of my head and heart is psychologically sound. It is also spiritually important to me as well. Spiritually? Psychologically? What’s the difference in the RESULT? Not much I don’t think. The point is that I GET IT OUT, deal with it, let the horrible hatred go away, and accept that they are who they are and they did what they do.
I may be bitten on the foot by a rattle snake, but that is WHAT SNAKES DO—I may be injured and suffer horribly from the bite—but hate them for what they did? Nah, that would be crazy to go around for the rest of my life hating all snakes for being snakes….even the ONE (or in my case, several) that bit me.
I do not subscribe to the “forgive and forget” crap—and I think that is what it is is CRAP—it is impossible to FORGET. It isn’t impossible, after a time, to restore trust, if the person is really sorry, does the best they can to make up (see the apology thread) but forget? No, none of us can do that. It might be possible for me to forgive my husband (if I had one) for one indiscretion, but forget? Never. It might be possible for us to salvage the relationship if he took responsibility for his actions, showed true remorse and so on (see apology thread) but it would take a long time before I restored 100% trust in him again. Forget? Never. But at the same time, if every time he was 5 minutes late getting home I went into a tirade of venom and punishment because he was a minute or two late, the relationship couldn’t be restored, I would HAVE to get the bitterness out of my heart at his indiscretion before there was any HOPE of healing the wounds.
Getting that bitterness out of our lives, not letting it DEFINE the REST OF OUR LIVES, that is the point I was trying to make. Whether it is because of your spirituality, psychology or whatever the reason, getting the BITTERNESS out is what I think is important.
From what you say, Aloha, and the changes I have seen in your posts over the past few months, I think you have DOEN THAT, and for that I am thankful for your sake. You are a strong and determined woman, and I’m blessed to have “met” you here. I see your strength and wisdom growing daily. ((((hugs))))
Oxy,
You wrote: “getting that bitterness out of our lives, not letting it define the rest of our lives”. You know when you see that you have a problem with something but can’t quite put your finger on it until someone else says something then it clicks? (thank you)
I believe that has been my biggest problem. I have been letting alot of things that have happened in my life make me become bitter and I am dwelling on that. (not a good feeling) The bitterness has defined my life. I suppose now I know what is going on, I actually have something to work with/on.
rperk!
Right… what you did is NOT who you are. Very good point. What they DID IS WHO THEY ARE… there ain’t no turning back for them.
They are NOT self reflecting and wondering what they did wrong in the relationship. they are just on to the next thing… another day at the office.
BTW, I did spend a lot of time wondering what I did but I did eventually shift when I fully understood what it means for a person to be a pathological abuser. This is why I tell people all the time to keep reading until they get it. Our stories were very traumatic and people do heal from telling them. But from the beginning, I have been trying to get people to see that it seems so dramatic but really, it’s a disease of the mind.
They have us chasing our tails and turning our worlds upside down but in the end, it boils down to a few simple behaviors, all on a checklists… and they did them all and they are pathological. That’s the whole story.
I am at peace with this now. What works for me might not work for someone else. But rperk, so many nights I argued with him in my head all night but I never ever won. Now, I feel that I have the FULL answer for at least my own case. AND it doesn’t trigger me to feel sad for him or wish he gets help or whatever. I accept that for the most part, there is no help for him. His problems are closing in on him and I believe that will be the case for many of these folks… you can only treat people this way for so long before you cross the wrong person. I am surprised that Bad Man hasn’t been roughed up by a few local boys.. maybe he has. But luckily, no more information trickles back to me anymore. YAY!
So to all here. If I ever seem like I scold or point out the drama, it’s because I want everyone to get it… we have to get it. It wasn’t us. NOTHING… we are great human beings! We did nothing wrong.. we made mistakes but we did not do wrong the way they did to us.
Read my first essay in October 2007. “It’s not about he did this and he did that…”
But just in case anyone is out there wondering if I am saying don’t tell your story… I am not saying that. Do whatever it is you have to do to heal… but know that you must get the above.
Only my thoughts and I am no expert. This worked for me. I hope it helps someone.
XO Aloha
Oxy,
You are right. And I am not saying people don’t need to forgive. If you are eaten up with hatred and vengeful thoughts… well there’s so work to be done for one’s own well being.
And I understand your thoughts on unhealthy “forgiveness.”
I think many people become trapped in these horrible relationships because they feel they are unholding their vows or something. Terrible. Sad. I am sure God did not intend for us to hold ourselves to our vows while being abused by another party. I am God is not into that!
I suspect the Bad Man’s wife struggled with this question for a long long time. After all, she was the Minister’s wife. My heart goes out to her and I am so glad she escaped him. I do not know how she survived if their relationship was anything like mine was with BM. She is one strong strong woman. Continued blassings on her!
The fact that she did stay so long made me question myself and what I was going through. Was it really me that brought this out of him? Did they actually have a nice relationship? These were questions I pondered. The only answer I got was the feeling in my bones. No. And No.
Must back cookies. Chocolate Chip therapy.
XO
P.S. Everytime I go sailing, I think of Bev because I dedicated a sail to her one time and I wrote “Go Bev Go” on my sailing gloves… so Bev, you will be in a big sailboat race this weekend! I am participating in a Regatta to benefit Big Brother Big Sisters Organization. :o) I hope you like sailing!
Hiya Aloat. I always read your posts and I think about you too. Wow, how exciting. Ive never been sailing (Ive been on big ships). The night before my surgery, I was feeling quite anxious and I spent the evening at a friends house and all of a sudden I said to her ‘Everything will be fine, I am in a boat and there are boats in front of us and boats behind us (other people having surgery). I want to buy a picture of a boat as a memory of my journey. Good Luck in the Regatta Aloa and I hope ‘my sail’ gives you extra pusssssshhhhhh. ((Hugs))
Dear Aloha,
That is IT!! If we harbor these negative, hateful, wrathful thoughts it is like a CANCER inside of our hearts, minds and souls, it EATS US UP!
I think part of it that made it so difficult for me was that I had had pounded into my head that “forgiveness” ALSO meant restore “trust” to a person you knew wasn’t sorry, and would do it again. That just didn’t make sense to me–so here is one thing saying one thing, and my intuition says something else. I thank God that I finally listed to Him and got the message, instead of listening to my mother and others of her ilk.
I really did “trust” my mother, it never dawned on me that she could be two faced or a bald-faced liar. She pretended to be such a Christian woman that it never dawned on me that she was CAPABLE of a lie—until I caught her in one! Until I saw her without her “mask of piety” covering her face, and I saw the real face of the hypocrit—the ones who bind “rules and laws” on you that are not from God but that THEY have devised. They don’t abide by those rules but they expect you to. It was okay for her to lie to me, because when I was 15 she caught me in a lie! That is 45+ years ago! LOL Now, I can laugh about it, but at the time I was realizing that my mother was not this pious Christian woman that she pretended to be, and that she demanded that I “forgive and FORGET–pretend it didn’thappen” I also realize that my pain, the lies she had told me and hurt me, the D&D she had done to me, none of it was IMPORTANT TO HER—I wasn’t important to her, and at that moment, I really HATED HER.
In fact, she looked at me with rage in her face and asked me “You, hate me don’t you?” and I told her truthfully, “Yes, at this moment I do hate you.” The only other person I ever came close to truly hating was my P-bio father.
I no longer hate her, and I no longer strive to please her, I really truly don’t care what she thinks of me. Her opinion is not important to me any more, because I know that she is NOT what she pretended to be. She would not even score high on the PCL-R at all, but she is such an enabler, so dysfunctional, so hidden behind her mask of “piety” that she is well respected in the community—but the only people who TRULY know her, my sons, my cousins and me, we don’t respect her any more. Without respect, you cannot love someone or like them. What I feel for her now is more or less just “don’t care”–I know I still have some work to do though, because occasionally I will get triggered, so am working on it daily.
I pray for her (Jesus said “pray for those that persecute you”) and for a long time I DID pray, but I didn’t “mean it”–but as I have continued to do so, it has gotten easier, the feelings of rage, wrath, hatred, etc are diminishing as time goes on and as NC is 99% complete. I am certainally NO SAINT by any stretch of the imagination, but at the same time I do try to do what is RIGHT and KIND. I don’t like feeling bitter and angry and would much rather be doing something fun and/or silly than moping or grousing.
Good luck in your sail tomorrow and hope that “Bev” brings you good luckk and the wind stays at your back. One of my favorite books is “Two years before the Mast” but gosh do I get SEASICK—and GREEN! Look out here I come, leaning over the rail!!! Calling Ralph! LOL
alohatraveler and anyone else—this is my take and my opinion on HIV. If anyone meet’s someone “online” with the intention’s of having sex. You are taking a risk. If you ask this person what their HIV status is and they say negative, well yes they may have been negative when they were tested 6 months ago or one year ago. But what about the dude you slept with last nite that forgot to mention it? Or what if (he/she) has it and doesn’t know it? I don’t care if your 12 or 112 if you have casual sex you are at risk of any std. So (we) are all responsible for ourselve’s when having casual sex. (I) assume everyone has it and do what is necessary to protect myself. And even protection is not 100% safe. And I have friend’s that are HIV+. I have lost a few very dear friend’s to this. And I have dated men that were HIV+. I think knowing your playing with a loaded gun is the safest sex you can have. I don’t want to cross my finger’s and dodge bullet’s. I have friend’s that are positive and have been for 25+ years and they are healthier than I am. It’s all about taking care of your self and living a healthy life. It breaks my heart when someone judge’s a person that is HIV+. And yes it is a crime if someone has it and doesnt tell you. But how often do these “onliner/onetimer’s” even stop to ask?