This is where the name finally makes sense.
The Abyss wasn’t the darkness inside me.
It was the distance between what I could see from inside myself and what other people could see from outside me.
Inside-Out:
I’m hurting.
Outside-In:
She’s yelling.
Inside-Out:
I’m trying to explain.
Outside-In:
She won’t let this go.
Inside-Out:
I’m trying to figure out whether anyone else sees what’s happening.
Outside-In:
She’s bringing everybody into the conflict.
Inside-Out:
I’m terrified you’re going to leave.
Outside-In:
She’s accusing me of something I haven’t done.
Neither side necessarily possessed all of the information.
I wasn’t necessarily wrong about everything that happened to me.
Sometimes I really had been hurt.
Sometimes I really had identified something unhealthy.
Sometimes I really did have a legitimate concern.
But I was missing information about myself.
And other people could be missing information about me too.
That’s the Abyss.
Not:
Who’s right?
But:
What can each perspective see that the other cannot?
For me, healing began shrinking that distance.
I could retain what I knew from the Inside-Out while becoming capable of receiving information from the Outside-In.
And somewhere between those two perspectives, I started seeing myself more completely.
Shared from lived experience, not expert advice.

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