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Date: May 09, 2012 10:42AM
Sometimes humans have crap happen to them, and because it never gets fully sorted out in their minds, it just stays an uneasy dark pile of pain. We can push it back down, and it will lay low for a while. But then as you found out, something can trigger it and up it all comes again until you push it back down.
There is an exercise that you could do with yourself that may help to fully sort this all out. Think generally towards specific on that whole episode in your life as it relates to him, then ask yourself why does it hurt? Do it even though it seems like, well duh!
So for example say to yourself, what was that all about? Your answer would be something like, the bishop screwed me over. Then say, why did that hurt? Answer, something like, because it was embarrassing, or because I thought he would treat me better, or because I believed him and thought it was my fault, etc. etc.
Whatever the answer you come up with is, again say why does that hurt? Then follow that one down further asking why does that hurt? Do that till you can’t go further and you’ll be down to what the core pain was all about.
Then usually, as you were going through the exercise you had things that could have branched out another direction, but you went the other way with your questioning. Go back and start there and chase them all the way down again the other direction. Think upside down family tree.
Do it till there is nothing left to chase down, and you will have very clearly and distinctly know why exactly this was all so painful for you. Usually even people who think they have a pretty good handle on why something bothers them will be surprised what it all was really about specifically.
Doing all of that takes time and emotional energy. But in the end, rather than a dark recess in your memories that is a churning cauldron of hurt and crap that pops up every now and then. It will be a very specific, categorized and filed away memory.
When it comes up again in the future, because it was all so neatly filed away, it won’t be the sickening dark dread that washes over you. It will be more like a brightly lit file room full of rows of file cabinets that one happens to be labeled the bishop sucks and here’s why file. Nothing in it will be a surprise. Nothing will be waiting to be thought out and filed. It’s all in their sitting in its correctly labeled file.
Years later when you see a retirement announcement, or obituary, that darkness won’t wash over you. That brightly lit file room will just be walked into once again, and the file will be updated with, and the bastard’s dead now file.