I’ve struggled with resentment for a very very long time. I actually can’t remember a time where I haven’t felt resentment of some kind. When I think of resentment I thinking more toward comparing my pain and that of what I perceive in other people. I look at myself and my struggles throughout my life. Then I look at other people and expect them to struggle just like me. When I see someone who isn’t struggling like I had I feel immediate resentment and in some ways I want them to not be as successful or as positive as they are. I can’t shake this even though I’ve tried to change my thinking. I’ve even looked at it in such a way that other people may be struggling with life in ways that I’m not. It works for a little while but then I get back to my old ways of thinking. I really want to get past this as when I’m in this mindset I’m not a very good person and I pull back to the extreme.
This is where I am right now.
I don’t want to feel like this, I don’t want to carry this negativity for any longer in my life. I know I have to let go but I don’t know how to fully let go? I keep carrying this burden of pain that seems to have embedded it’s self into my very core.
When I think back to when it all started for me I can almost pin point it. When I was very young I was cut from my hockey club. I was too young to really understand the reasons but from what my parents told me the reasons were “political” in nature. Up to that point I had never felt failure and I was always succeeding at a high level. Looking back on this moment I felt a lot of anger that someone (an adult) could take this way from me for reasons that had nothing to do with my ability. I used that anger to push myself and to prove them wrong. What I’ve realized is that I haven’t stopped trying to prove myself. But what am I trying to prove and to whom?
The second instance I can think of was a particular teacher in grade nine that told me I wouldn’t amount to anything. He physically threw his keys and black board brushes at me, hit me in the back of the head and actually had one of my contacts come out and land on my books. He constantly “bullied” me in a mental and physical way during that school year. I was determined to prove him wrong, to show him that I was smarter and that I would amount to more than he ever thought I would. I’ve resented him for all of these years and through writing this blog I realized how deeply it’s hurt me.
I need to let go, to let myself feel like I have nothing left to prove to anyone. Writing this blog has helped me move in the direction. I still don’t feel like I’ve let it all go and I’m still fearful that I’m going to fall back into this mindset. As I type this final sentence I feel a tremendous amount of weight lifted from my soul.
Mr. Repay