I’m trying to live a life in harmony with my universe. I
believe negative thoughts and feelings toward an individual are damaging to my
happiness, and I swear I’m trying. But you don’t gain enlightenment in a day,
and some injuries hurt longer than others.
There is a person in my history with whom I am struggling to
find peace. I don’t see or talk to this person anymore, but the impact this
person has had on my life, and the way they make me feel about myself, remains.
I’ve tried the standard stuff: reframing, putting myself in their shoes,
speaking kindly of the person while others disparaged…even praying for their
success. Nothing works.
I read online recently about an exercise therapists use to
treat patients struggling to forgive. I don’t know that this person is
necessarily in need of my forgiveness, but I’ll try anything to pass this
nagging pit of animosity I feel.
Basically, the project involves writing a letter to the
person. Write all of your feelings, holding nothing back. Let the anger and frustration
flow. After writing the letter (don’t send it), write a response to the letter
from your enemy. Write all the things you want them to say. All the things you
know they never would say. Then sign their name to it and read it back to
yourself. Evidently, this tricks your brain into forgiving the person for the
wrongs you have felt by their hand. Even though you know the plan, you know
they didn’t write it, and you know they wouldn’t have sent it…somehow, your
brain lets go.
Sounds like something a girl from the Bachelorette would do
from the limo after being kicked off the show. But I’ll try anything. So I’m
going to do it here on the blog. Obviously, I will change the name to protect
the innocent. Mom, if you’re reading this, stop here. I might use language
unbecoming of an Eagle Scout.
...
Whoa. It was way worse than I thought it would be when I
started. Sorry, but there is just no good reason for me to post this letter for
the public to see. I’ll wait a day or two and write a letter back to myself,
and then I’ll report back. Just know this: reading through what I just wrote to
this person…man, I got rid of a lot of emotions. Also, by writing it, I
discovered that I am a huge dick and might be the problem here.
Ah, discretion is the better part of valor and you chose the better part.
ReplyDeleteAgain, sorry about "Simply the Worst," the report I wrote in jr. high about your 7th grade basketball team.
ReplyDeleteNick, much like those 7th grade Bears, your article wasn't very offensive and is easy to defend.
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