Accepting that I am grieving
I recently came to realize that all the anger that I feel is out of grief. That said, I am dealing with a different kind of loss
1. Loss of loving relationships because just about everywhere I turn, there has been some sort of abuse or bullying
2. Loss of having the same relationships and opportunities as my peers
I have been finding myself crying more than feeling anger and rage.
Trigger warning
E.G- I am grieving the loss of having a healthy relationship with my boss and my other co-workers at a previous job. This was supposed to be part of a work program for disabled employees too. That said, the boss only created that opportunity so she could exploit them. Not only did I face bullying and emotional abuse, but sexual harassment as well. I was also treated like an outsider while the boss was inclusive to just about everyone else. She also didn't care what she did either.
@Summershy
I'm sorry to hear about this abusive situation..
I would be grieving too if things went bad..
I hope you can figure someway to resolve this issue. We have listeners here to get you through this..🌲
@AsherTree
It helps to acknowledge the grief and acknowledge that it was on the abusers and these other people. I need to also accept that these are people with some serious issues that have nothing to do with me.
@Summershy
Yes totally!! Place the blame and responsibility where it belongs..🌱
@AsherTree
They tried to gaslight me with "It's always someone else's fault," which I now know if not true
I don’t know if it helps or not. But occasionally, I ask myself what else could be true? I’m not seeing your boss any forgiveness for the pain they caused. But it does sometimes help to depersonalize the situation when I ask, what pain are they trying to cover with their actions? And for my particular experience that led me to realize the fact I would justify passing on my own paint to others. Particularly my kids.
In the end, accountability for the pain I passed on was the only way I could heal for the pain that was handed to me. Even then the healing wasn’t perfect, but it was something.