I pray and listen. I believe that my thoughts during those moments are directed by God. He knows me better than I know myself. He understands that I need to understand. He also knows that I pray each day to clean out the feelings of anger and hurt. Ironically, the first step to getting rid of anger and hurt is to shift it.
My latest 'revelations': Evil Spawn keeps telling me that perhaps someday we can be friends...BUT...I was never his friend to begin with. I knocked myself out trying to make him my friend. He never considered me his friend.
I am finding that I am not so angry with him. I am angry with me. I am angry that I kept trying to believe in a person that he wasn't. That I am angry at me for feeling so very deeply about, and being so deeply concerned about someone that did not know how to feel or care deeply about anyone else. I am angry that I ultimately caused my own hurt.
I made excuses for him. Those excuses may be real and legitimate but those excuses did not change who he is. I can forgive him because he is only being who he always was.
The hard part is forgiving me for putting myself through it. I did it to myself.
The hard part is forgetting how I allowed him to LET me feel like less than I am.
Now it is time for me to TRY and forgive myself for not valuing myself. I am who I am and who I am is not so bad. I need to continue working on giving myself that forgiveness. I need to continue trying to forgive myself for trying so hard to make a silk purse out of a sow's ear....trying to put lipstick on a pig. It never was what I wanted. He was the one that never allowed himself to feel...he is the one that kept ME out. He never could see how I cared/loved him. Mostly, he never allowed himself to care about anyone...not even himself.
My heart aches for people like him...but I cannot let it be personal anymore. I knocked myself out for 25 years and it has all got to be in God's hands.
As a side note...the nickname for my ex is something that makes me giggle. I really do not think he is Evil. He just has a closed heart.
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