Whatsinside wrote:Thanks sprock. I cried when I read that. Thanks for listening and talking to me as I'm really down right now.
Any time ~ it's very much what I'm here for!
Yeah she said she has forgiven me. We can hug and talk like normal now and joke and laugh etc.. It doesn't feel as weird as it once did. I'm very glad for that.. And I think she does understand yes.
This is the most important thing. Your sister is the only person who can forgive you (how can anyone else forgive or not forgive you when you have not harmed them?) and she has done so. It is a great gift she has given you so please try to open your heart to it.
The fact that you can hug and talk like normal and joke and laugh and it
doesn't feel as weird as it once did means that there *has* been positive change for you. Incremental change, yes, but change none-the-less.
I feel like an awful child molesterer that deserves death.
Just cause you feel something doesn't mean it is true.
You absolutely do not deserve death. Any adult or culture that would sentence a 12-year-old to death is far, far worse than any 12-year-old child could ever be. End of.
My rational brain understands this is somewhat an overreaction but internally my subconscious and emotions just won't let me forgive. Therefore when people say you need to move on and live life etc, I do understand but can't seem to do it no matter how hard I try.
I relate very strongly to this, as I'm sure most people in this sub-forum do. What's more likely to be right? Your rational brain or your irrational obsessive feelings that contradict what your sister, your friends, family, and people online are telling you?
This has literally drained my entire enjoyment out of life. I've had possibly 3-4 times in the past 3 years when my head has felt like it did before this mess. And even then it only lasted 10-15 minutes.
Same here over the last 6 years, m'friend... specifically for about 20 minutes following when my victim told me that she didn't consider my behaviour child molestation and gave me permission to move on. It was literally as though a great weight had been lifted from me. For about 10-15 minutes after my partner first said she loved me. After receiving an astonishing compassionate email from an amazing feminist blogger I really respect. And that may well be it...
But compromised happiness or a genuine smile despite the pain ***isn't nothing***
And we guilty folk in here who did something stupid to feel like this are hardly alone... the same must be true (if not more so) for many parents whose children have died; those in extreme chronic pain; people in prison, esp. solitary isolation; people living under a vicious dictatorship.
It is the wide-spread commonality of this terrible feeling that surely led to the idea of 'The Fall' in Christianity. We're not alone!
I used to relate strongly to a line Mephistopheles says in Marlowe's
Dr. Faustus:
Think’st thou that I who saw the face of God,
And tasted the eternal joys of Heaven,
Am not tormented with ten thousand hells,
In being depriv’d of everlasting bliss?
But, y'know, I wasn't all that happy before I felt guilty... I just didn't appreciate how good I'd got it.
Secondly,
I'd rather be anxious and unhappy and living in truth and no longer a risk to anyone, than happy yet un-self reflective, ignorant and potentially abusive.Being called out - whether by someone else or your own conscience - is a gift, for how else could you work on yourself?
You've clearly become a decent, careful and compassionate person. You are simply not the same person you were as a 12-year-old. And since one's brain keeps growing and developing and changing significantly until one is 25ish this is literally true.
It might seem a bit bleak for me to say "Things have gotten better since I just accepted that I'll never be the same as I was before I felt guilty/ was abusive" but that letting go has helped. It's helped me to feel less melodramatic and self-mythologising and realise that my happiness and peace really isn't the centre of the world. So that - when those rare moments of uncompromised happiness come to me - I appreciate them for what they are and am thankful.
Counselling isn't working either.
It often hasn't worked for me either. But it is very, very much a matter of finding a good counsellor who works for you and understands where you are coming from. So, if you can, please keep trying.
And yes I agree with you on suicide. It would only make matters worse for everyone.
I'm really glad you recognise this. Because however much you might want to kid yourself that it isn't true, it is.
I do want to help others and am thinking about dedicating my career to helping sufferers of abuse/addiction. The only thing is, I just want to know will I ever be able to enjoy freedom happiness and excitement etc again? The thought of living with this nightmare for another 40-60 years or so makes me think whether it's really all worth it. Mindfulness is helping somewhat but not tackling the route of the problem.
Then less talking, more doing!

Seriously, look up if you can do any volunteering close to home and research into how you might go about changing your career path.
You ask whether you will ever be able to enjoy freedom and happiness and excitement again?
Well, first of all, **you have** ... yes, in short bursts, but adults only ever really experience these things in short bursts.
Will you ever enjoy them completely and constantly? I don't know - possibly - certainly more often than you do now.
But I think the most important thing is to stop thinking about it in a black/white way. You can and will feel
more at ease and
more at peace with yourself.
At the moment I'm sitting here writing my response listening to Beethoven's piano sonatas with the sun blazing in through the window. Do I feel happy? Not really Not exactly. But I don't feel like a monster and I feel I have a right to be here. The sun feels good against my skin. I feel guilty, yes, but I simultaneously feel helpful. I can wave my arms about in the air (and just did so!) and I can go and walk outside if I want to. 3.5 or 4.0 out of 10 maybe... but so what? That's liveable.
As a moderator here. Have you experienced people who after many years have been able to let go and free themselves from their own mental slavery? If so, any advice on how I can tackle this would be greatly appreciated..
Yep! Or, at least, I've had private messages from people saying that they feel much, much better. That doesn't mean they've never felt bad again, but it seems like they've experienced some release.
As for tackling it - I don't think there is a one-size-fits-all solution. Sadly there's not just a button you can press. Learning and accountability are life-long processes... it's like a slow walk into the light that doesn't guarantee that you've ever find yourself wholly immersed in rays of sunshine, but does guarantee that you can look back and see how far you've come.
As you've said yourself, mindfulness helps a bit. Generally I find meditation works much, much better for me outdoors. Hugs help. And volunteering does too.
More important, focus on your sister's forgiveness. It is not good, wise or moral for you to refuse it. You may not feel you deserve it, but that's not your judgement call to make.