The Constant Anger
9th grade started with deep depression. I had been set-up, betrayed and molested by my mentor. In that haze I wondered onto the streets. That was my state when I was kidnapped. After that it was full out rage. It was the only thing I could feel about the episode and everything. It took a lot of work to shed that blanket.
Now that I am doing intense work around the kidnapping and rapes I see how I never felt the fear. The rage was all I needed not to fall apart. It contained me, comforted me. I didn't have to fell the horror of what they did. I don't have to be scared or hurt as long as I am stomping around, pissed as shit.
But if what I want is comfort, which I do, I need to walk through the anger. It's very real, but it's also bolstered and bloated as a defense.
Peace
Now that I am doing intense work around the kidnapping and rapes I see how I never felt the fear. The rage was all I needed not to fall apart. It contained me, comforted me. I didn't have to fell the horror of what they did. I don't have to be scared or hurt as long as I am stomping around, pissed as shit.
But if what I want is comfort, which I do, I need to walk through the anger. It's very real, but it's also bolstered and bloated as a defense.
Peace