Mollie Claire                                              Write now.
  • Blog
  • About
  • Contact

I forgive ... myself

2/7/2014

0 Comments

 
In a house with five children, I hear "I'm sorry" a lot; often varnished with a heavy coat of sarcasm and the threat of a sibling war. Obedient to my mommy duties, I'm quick to jump in and translate between sibs what is actually going on. I get it; I can go zero to ANGRY in less than 30 seconds. In my life before kids, one angry moment would unravel an entire week for me. I want better for my kids. When it's time for mama to step in - which is right at the apex of increased octave and volume of the 8 year old's vocal abilities - I have three roles to play:

1. Interpreter -
" ... what your older sister is trying to say is,'Please don't borrow my eyeshadow to play Monster High Rock Stars with your baby sister.' Also, please stop putting makeup on the baby!"
2. Reality Check - "Trust me, a misplaced Lincoln Log is the least of your worries in life. You still have puberty, your first menial job and college to look forward to."
3. Counselor - "You know your sister will pay you back the $5.00 she's asking to borrow. This is good practice for when you become adults. We're family; we help each other."

... but when it comes to forgiving myself, I'm all out of wisdom.
When it comes to my own faults and missteps, I am my own worst enemy. The words I use on myself do not build me up, speak life, or bring joy. For someone who is intent on discovering the little joys in every day living, you would think I'd be a pro at pep talk! (see, there I go again ...)

Instead, my inner monologue is more like this:
Yes, I have two characters going on in my head space. One is singing about forgiveness, off pitch and obnoxious, the other is annoyed and whispering "No". It doesn't matter how loud and strong that sing-song voice is, the whisper wins out 50% of the time.

No, she's right. Her life is so much better than mine. Never mind that I don't actually live her life, I'm going to take her word for it.
No, he's right. I wasn't the hardest working or most deserving. If I could just be more like _________, I wouldn't have this problem.
No, they're right. I can act like a b*tch sometimes, so I deserve to be treated like someone who acts like one all the time.

Once I'm in that mindset, it's tough to get out. When I was in my 20's, I could stay there for months! I'd constantly compare myself to others based on perception, then turn perception into fact. That is no way to live. I certainly wasn't happy. I certainly didn't create joy for the people around me, or claim it for myself. I was trapped in my own bitter shame spiral.

Kids are a great mirror. Watching my kids pick up my negative self talk habit was a hard kick in the pants to change. My BP teen still struggling is a reminder to keep tabs on myself, on a daily basis. It doesn't mean that I am now experiencing the unpleasant moments in life with naivete or in denial. Doing the big job of forgiving myself is so much more - it allows me the space to rise above whatever mess ups and mistakes I've made with the confidence that I can do better.

Forgiving myself is a daily practice, but one that is well worth the effort.


Someday, hopefully soon, I'll be able to forgive myself with such depth and clarity that my forgiveness song sounds more like this:

0 Comments



Leave a Reply.

    Picture

    Meet Mollie

    Mollie is a bohemian troubadour, deceptively packaged as a suburbanite .
    Her soul is wrapped in music, and her heart belongs to a man with more hair on his face than his head.

    SUBSCRIBE FOR UPDATES!

    Archives

    April 2014
    March 2014
    February 2014
    January 2014
    December 2013
    November 2013

    Categories

    All
    Alternative Therapies
    Authors
    #borderline
    Borderline Personality
    Bpd
    Bpd Parent
    Daily Prompt
    EC Readers
    #faith
    Family
    Fiction
    Finding Joy
    Flash Fiction
    Forgiveness
    Friday Funny
    Goal Setting
    Guest Post
    Helping Others
    #mentalhealth
    Mindfulness
    Mindfulness Mondays
    Prompted
    Speakeasy
    Write Now

    RSS Feed

    Picture
    Picture
    Picture

Picture
Picture
Picture
Picture
Picture
© 2013-2014 MollieClaire.com
Proudly powered by Weebly