This may be one of the hardest lessons healing taught me:
Being right about the problem did not automatically make my response to the problem healthy.
For a long time, those things were tangled together.
If someone genuinely hurt me, I believed my reaction made sense because of what they had done.
Sometimes it did make sense.
That still didn’t necessarily make it healthy.
I could have a legitimate concern at work.
I could appropriately bring it to a supervisor.
But after feeling repeatedly dismissed, I could start bringing up everything.
The original problem.
Something from months ago.
Another person’s experience.
Every example I could remember.
Eventually my desperate attempt to prove the legitimate problem could make the actual problem harder to see.
The same happened in family relationships.
I could recognize something unhealthy and ask:
“Does nobody else see this?”
Sometimes they did.
But another adult seeing it didn’t mean they could change the person doing it.
I didn’t understand that.
So I kept trying.
Healing eventually separated two things:
What belongs to them?
and
What belongs to me?
Their behavior belongs to them.
My response belongs to me.
That isn’t blame.
That’s where I finally found some power.
Shared from lived experience, not expert advice

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