Therapization of Self in The eye of every storm

Inevitably, at some point we realize we suffer from The Human Condition. Things irk us, annoy us, and the smallest of events claws it’s way into our natural feelings of anger. Anger in and of itself is not a bad thing. It helps us distinguish right from wrong. It shapes our values and beliefs. There are many benefits to anger. It’s when anger becomes resentment the human condition rears it ugly face.

Recently, I’ve suffered some setbacks. They’re minor in nature and nothing to write home about. Yet, over the weekend I found myself allowing them to grow larger than they actually were. The first part, I was irritated. That grew into anger. Before I knew it, resentment, like weeds growing through concrete, manifested.

Resentment, the feeling of victimization, is a deadly path for me. My indignation knows no bounds. While I’ve never acted out in violence, I believe if I am wishing ill-will on another, i am committing an act of violence against my own personal growth. Resentment is self-sabotage at it’s finest hour.

While I don’t have the answers to this problem, labeling it, naming it, and recognizing what it is may be a big step. The feelings come. That part is natural. Identifying them for what they truly are may help shut them down. Then I give myself little reminders; this is only temporary, x persons feelings have no bearing on my life whatsoever, and I’m still doing the right thing, which is recovering.

The judgement from others, the assumptions, the curve balls life throws are not in my control. How I react and adapt to them is well within my control. One of the greatest truths I am learning is the grace in accepting change and accepting others. Resentment will murder that growth in a matter of minutes and I refuse to allow it quarter. I love my human condition.