Today I learnt something new.
I decided to not be ashamed to feel angry. To allow myself to relive the past not for the sake of “holding grudges” but for the sake of learning how to process those feelings from a strength point of view.
I realized I had assumed I “let go” because I’m forgiving but it’s more that I dismissed my own feelings because I was helpless. Which isn’t out of kindness but Bourne out of weakness.
It is that weakness that many people were able to see while I didn’t.. they recognize that flaw in me while I was hailing myself as a forgiving goddess..
I decided there is no such thing is making a choice to forgive when I didn’t have a choice.. if I did it out of fear of rejection or fear of a backlash..
I allowed myself to surf on the wave of rage.. maybe sink a little.. and to shut down my natural callings trying to get me to feel guilt and sympathy.. which was holding me back all those years.. it felt horrible but I convinced myself it’s for the best that I learn how to face my rage and accept it about traumas that I didn’t deserve because of people who saw my vulnerabilities as an opportunity.
After few months of pure rage.. being absolutely triggered by anything that reminds me of my helpless self.. my inability to say no. My inability to express myself... whatever made me feel worthless and whatever sent me into a slight negative emotions..
I’ve never been this angry in my life and it’s a scare place to be. I shut myself away from everyone and decided to listen to myself.. only surrounded myself with few friends who understand and won’t judge.. very very few.. just 2..
After listening to myself and no longer trying to switch off my anger.. but instead tame it.. I was shocked how much anger management I was lacking. How little control of my reactions I had..
I was miss nice and pleasant. Peacemaker who always understood what people wanted and was st their service.. now I was someone who can no longer tolerate anything that sends them out of emotional control.. I was a massive fire ball, a volcano.
I was scared of who I was becoming.. almost like a Mr Hyde from Dr Jeckyl.
I wanted to excuse my feelings of utter rage that I kept digging deeper and deeper in my past once triggered. Finding justifications with events I had long long suppressed.. choosing to no longer see anything positive about a person that unleashed my anger..
I wasn’t sure who I am anymore.. where’s my empathy? Why did I change from a chronic people pleaser to an emotionally careless being?. Do I really have to become so self centered around my own feelings in order to resolve my boundary issues. Why can’t I just learn to be assertive and be taken seriously like everyone else on this planet and not have to justify myself and be interrogated.. why do I have to find ways to excuse my rage, just like I had been doing to those that have unleashed it unto me for decades??
Confirmation bias? I am just looking for things in the past confirming what I want to see so I can process my overwhelmed feelings about trail of childhood trauma events that I can’t make sense of..
Then I realized.. all I needed was empathy and validation to break out from being so overwhelmed with helplessness.. that yes, as a child, I had the right to feel upset and angry.. about so and so.. and that I was overwhelmed that I shut down.. but in reality, I didn’t meed to. I deserved having someone teach me to learn how to process.. to validate me.. but I couldn’t find someone because no one was available.
Yes feeling alone and vulnerable is overwhelming. I often hated my own company. Because I don’t understand myself. But I’m an adult, I have my emotional power back.. I don’t need to feel helpless.. I can look out for myself now..
I quickly realized my rage was just a manifestation of a desperate need for empathy,, and that I can give that to myself.. I can be understanding of why I was overwhelmed and that this isn’t anymore the case..
My empathy was defined wrong.. my empathy was my identity not a trait. I was the emotional mirror for those around me from an early age. If they felt sorrow I cried. If they felt anger I went angry. But that wasn’t a choice.. that was because they involuntarily made sure to validate themselves through me.. by making sure they process their feelings by taking it out on me..
They were adults with toddler processing skills.. unable to control their inner world and so expected the “empath” next to them to “understand” when they manifest their negativity into actions that will implant it unto me.. the reaction I reflected back was validating. It must’ve got addictive to them..
As a child I wanted to be considerate. I learnt that kindness and empathy was to be the emotional mirror of those around you. The shoulder they lean on, the punching bag they vent on.
That’s how I became a doormat.
My empathy was wrong. Empathy and compassion don’t to mirror other people’s feelings and expect them to mirror yours.its an active process where you engage your own will power. Where you be considerate but also offer kind gestures of validating their individual feelings and their own emotional journey which is separate to yours..
It starts with being kind to yourself and being in a strong position to want the same for others.
And I learnt that I can only really do that, when I validate myself. And accept that I am human who is at times vulnerable and gets overwhelmed.. and my anger is a sign that my emotional state is vulnerable and needs boundaries.. it’s not a sign that imma bad person.
That the people around me, didn’t see me as worthless.. but they were weak.. their rage was also manifestation of their lack of control in their emotionally overwhelming world. And all they needed was someone to validate them so they can regain control of their emotional state.. and not project it onto others.
I think I’m moving past my suppressed anger and into accepting myself and others.
Sorry for being selfishly self absorbed.. I haven’t responded in detail to all the messages even though I read every single one.. I have been finding emotions sooo difficult to process in my overwhelmed anxious state and almost drowning in my own negativity..
Now I know it was all in my head. I can regain control by realizing the narrative has changed.
I’ve shut myself away from the world because I was feeling like I’m in self preservation mode.. I was ready to hurt others just to make sure I don’t add more hurt to my plate.. but it didn’t feel right and so the best solution was just to hide..
But I feel in control again.. the rage doesn’t really define me.. I can own it.. it’s just my friend trying to warn me that I’m overwhelmed and I’m glad I listened to it and chose to listen to myself and cut the noise.
And now I am not scared to listen to myself. To recognize my feelings and that nothing is trivial. I might not know how to process and deal with it but I can at least validate them and acknowledge that it will motivate me to do something good for myself.. to nurture my emotional resilience.. which I very much need..
And hopefully when I come at the other end of this, I won’t be an ugly Mr Hyde.
I will be someone who learnt emotional resilience. Who learnt to surf through every negative emotion and not just dismiss them.. and who can see those around me who are acting out on negative feelings, and manifest my empathy by helping them gently and kindly on their journey toward emotional resilience.
But until then, I need to look after myself. I need to learn to say NO so im not dragged down. And I don’t need to feel guilty for not owning emotions that aren’t mine.. their emotional journey is different to mine and I’m no ones mirror.
Thanks for reading.