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However, how one goes about this amazing transformation is a little vague. Probably because it varies greatly from one’s personality and beliefs systems to another.
The transformation isn’t especially amazing, it is just a matter of where we put our thoughts, where we choose to put our focus.
You already know how to process trauma — despite how powerful and unique the trauma of infidelity is, it has a path to heal, just like all other trauma.
You’ve experienced loss, family members, maybe friends — and for me, some fuzzy mammals (pups and cats who added so much joy along the way, who are all missed. Financial trauma or job loss, friends who ghost us, etc. A whole bunch of stuff goes wrong for us.
My grandfather was my hero, I miss him more than say, my step-dad or other grandparents and uncles I’ve lost.
I miss him every single day. I also find comfort in all the good he did for me and I try to live up to the standards he set for himself.
But that grief doesn’t own me.
I processed that pain and I celebrate the good he brought to my existence.
I miss the sense of innocence my M had, the me and my wife against the world, the undefeated team-up we had built.
But that grief doesn’t own me.
I processed that pain and I celebrate the life we have built together since choosing each other (again).
The one thing that never works with grief is trying to bury it.
I think maybe that’s why you’re here, and why it seems like a mountain of pain you haven’t fully conquered.
It is trauma and grief, and it has to be felt and processed, which is what you are doing today. That’s another good thing.
No amazing transformation, I spent two years in shock, two years of full on clinical depression and a couple extra years of mourning what my M was.
The words of wisdom I hang on to, the ones that kept me focused, I got here on SI.
"We tend to get the life we aim for."
Same with the M, same with rumination, same with everything.
I aimed for better days. I aimed for a focus on the good stuff.
When I see my wife in the morning, I don’t see a perfect person, I see all of her — good and bad, kind and silly, and appreciate all she did to be a better partner. It takes practice to focus on the good and not get trapped in the past.
When I show up, there are triggers and reminders of my old pain on every page. I’m not magically transformed, I just understand what people are going through and it is worth the trigger if anyone ever gets helped a little by my experience.
How does rehashing the past one thousand times a month (depending on how fast your brain is) help you today? If it isn’t helpful, I wouldn’t keep chasing after those thoughts. Pick a new one, build a new pattern of thoughts.
If I get hit with a bad memory, I focus on a good one or I think about the most recent laugh I shared with my wife.
Living in the now isn’t a bumper sticker or a belief system, it is a matter of where you focus your thoughts.
[This message edited by Oldwounds at 9:33 PM, Monday, October 27th]