If the wounds are too fresh and the thought of forgiving the person who abused and upset you hurts too much, honor that. There is no shame in not being ready. It is normal and everyone’s timeline is different. Close the article for the time being or read it for nothing more than future reference, with no pressure or expectations. Allow yourself to feel all that you do, the pain included, with as much passion and purpose as possible. After a while, come back to it. Examine what you have gained, rather than concentrate on what you have lost, even if what you have lost is significant. The hope is that your personal growth is also significant and that the positive things you come to learn about yourself are far greater. Believe it or not, the day may come when you are not only able to forgive, but thank the person who brought you here, but that is all in time…
Forgiveness can be a tough subject to broach when the ones we are considering forgiving are the psychopaths who harmed us. Eventually, however, we should try to find a way to do it.
Why we should forgive
Resentment and anger eat away at us. Even though we may have been seriously wronged by the psychopaths who crossed our paths, holding on to those feelings hurts us, not them. Nelson Mandela once said, “Resentment is like drinking poison and hoping it will kill your enemies.” While it seems like an easy enough concept to grasp, putting it into practice may prove more challenging. While in the midst of the anger, confusion, and disbelief that almost always accompanies our brushes with psychopathy, it’s tough to imagine forgiving the person who tried to hurt us. But forgiveness is a funny thing. The reason it must occur has less to do with our wrong-doers, and more to do with us. Forgiving helps us heal.
What does the process look like?
This will not come easy or fast. In fact, it would be wrong to rush it. We must honor each of the stages of the grief process in order to fully heal. But eventually, we have to let go of any remaining ill feelings so that we can grow and move forward. The psychopaths’ acts may have been truly horrible, so we need not excuse them, but we can learn not to allow them to damage us further. As long as we are caught in negative feelings, our offenders are still winning. Hopefully, we can come to the place where we re-empower ourselves and re-gain control of our lives.
Forgiveness does not need to mean forgetting. We should not forget what happened to us or behave as if it never occurred. Rather, we should remember what we went through so that we don’t allow the evil back in or repeat our pasts with others in the future. Further, we need not expect anything from those who did us harm. In cases such as ours, they either enjoyed what they did or to us or were merely using us for their own “advancement.” There are no sincere apologies coming from them….ever, so do not look for one. This is about us and our peace and we can do this without seeing them or exchanging any words. For once, it is actually all about us.
What we come to feel
Recently, someone new to the struggle asked me how I feel about what happened to me and how I feel about the person in my situation. I had to think for a moment, but finally decided that I feel “nothingness.” Where I was once consumed with emotion, I now see this person as a void. It is almost like a chapter of my life that did not exist, in spite of the fact that it was extremely significant.
I know that the situation was real and awful. I care about and acknowledge what occurred, as the storm I weathered hit with a tsunami-like force. However, I lived, learned, and somehow, grew. I think I became a better person along the way, as a result. Without the experience, I don’t think I would have realized that I was only living half alive, realizing only a portion of my potential. I would not have known the strength I was capable of, without this test.
I believe that when we no longer allow them control over us, we come to feel “even” again. At that point, what once existed as love, hate, anger, and sadness disappears, becoming “nothingness.” We come to see our perpetrators as insignificant, even if their acts were not. It is then that we can forgive because what was, no longer matters.
We can move toward the future for ourselves and those we care about. For the first time, probably in a long time, the psychopath takes a permanent back seat, regardless of any residual antics. It takes time and the road is long, but eventually, we can release the demons and thrive. The rewards will come. They may not be concrete or quantifiable, but we will begin to recognize them when we feel them.
Louise, if he gave you the impression they ONLY had an outside loo then he was pity playing. The terrace rows of small “2 up, 2 down”( 2 bedrooms upstairs, living room and kitchen downstairs, toilet outside, bath in a tin bath in the kitchen) housing, built for workers during the industrial revolution, were all modernised even in poor urban areas after the 2nd world war. Some retained the outdoor loo but into the 50’s this would have been additional to an indoor bathroom ,with toilet. Many converted the outdoor loo into a garden shed. Lol! The conversations we have on LF 🙂 . It sounds like your mum’s visit will be quite a challenge. Will definately be sending you plenty of good luck Lou x
Louise, dear heart, we all have some seriously rough patches on our Healing Paths. I had a pretty terrific meltdown/pity-party, last night. I had been doing housework for additional income, and came home to find that one of our cats had passed away sometime that afternoon. I had a very special love for that feline nutbag and he was only 5. It bit me to the core and I fell into a fit of rage that I had been robbed of my finances that might have been used to get veterinary care for him, etc, etc., ad nauseum.
At one point, I threw my hands up (quite literally) and said, “I don’t think I can handle one more thing,” and fell into renewed fits of sobbing. My son (getting choked up) sat right down in front of me and said, “I want you to stop that talk. Look at how far you’ve come, mom. Look at everything that we’ve both survived. Our cat is out of any misery and in Cat Heaven with a tag around his neck that says *WARNING!*”
We’re all “allowed” our times of emotion, Louise, because we are feeling human beings and NOT fabricated petroleum-based products. So, we have our “moments,” blow our noses, wipe away the tears, and then extend our middle fingers in the general directions of our experiences and take another step of recovery.
Brightest and most sincere blessings
Tea Light:
He didn’t say if it was ONLY an outside loo…he just said our toilet was outside…hmmmm, who knows, but I do know that he was definitely trying to invoke pity. Rotten to the core. This also has given me an AHA! moment…his selective lying or telling half truths or whatever you want to call it…he probably DID have an outside loo, but not ONLY an outside loo…wanker. This also makes me realize why now he strives for all things material. Can you imagine going from living like that to living how he does now? An 8,000 square foot gorgeous house worth nearly a million dollars and driving BMWs and Mercedes. He also wears very expensive clothes. I think that is all part of trying to cover his shame of growing up poor.
Thanks for the good luck with my mom. I will need it. x
Truthspeak:
Awwww, I am so very sorry to hear about your kittie!!! I know how much we all love our cats. I loved mine so much; she was my furry kid. She has been gone almost eight years. Do you have any idea why he died? That is sooo funny what your son said about the “Warning”…haha! It was nice to have some humor in the moment I am sure!!
I know, I know…you put it so perfectly…cry, blow our noses and go on. We ARE all entitled to our moments and boy do I have them as we all do! It makes me feel better to realize that it’s OK, it’s OK. Big HUGS to you. Be good to yourself today.
Louise, thank you – I believe that he developed another urinary tract issue and I had just had him treated about 8 weeks ago. The *WARNING* was an actual reference to when we picked him up after this treatment (I’m still trying to pay off the bill) and he was in one of the cages with this large and neon ORANGE sticker on the cage that simply read, “WARNING!” I had told the vet that he was a “flailer,” and she rather poo-poohed my warning until she tried to adminster an IV.
He was an oddball kitty, to be sure. And, the dipshit exspath used to jump at him and startle him for his own amusement, which used to make my blood boil at 200 degrees. Poor guy – so pretty and so loving. He’s in Kitty Heaven, and he’s okay.
Brightest blessings
Oh Truthy…what terrible sad news. Poor little thing. I wept on my kitchen floor with my furry kid wrapped in a towel in my arms after I brought her home from the vets for burial. She’s got a little white rose bush above her. (((Big huge hug))) x
TeaLight, thank you. This is the 4th pet to have passed in the last 14 months, and it’s been one of “Those Years.”
I’m okay, today – still a little weepy, but I believe that there was a Heaven created for critters LONG before one existed for human beings. And, he’s there with his *WARNING* sign for the critter-angels to take note of.
Brightest blessings
Lou, we’ve rumbled that complete wanker with his loo half truths. He was totes pity playing you. How tragic. He wanted to spin himself to you as working class hero who’d climbed the ladder against *terrible odds* lol. Did he also tell you he only got a satsuma and a copy of The Beano for Christmas?! 🙂 x
TeaLight…..”that complete wanker,” indeed! Everyone faces “terrible odds,” for crying out loud! Humble beginnings can be instrumental in developing the most compassionate and courageous human beings, and they can also be instrumental in any pity-ploy imaginable.
When I hear (or, read) about how horrible someone’s childhood was (as a PITY-PLOY), I always refer to the survivors of Rwanda and the absolute horrors that they experienced. How DARE anyone act like their life was so sad when human beings who did nothing more than carry the “wrong” identification card were hacked into pieces with machetes?
Yes….pity. ugh
Truthy you are storing up much good karma that’s for sure. Hoping with all my heart things start turning your way VERY soon. Stay strong till then, you are much needed x