Well, I finished cutting & pasting all my Quora answers over here to Dreamwidth. It was a journey. I think overall I give pretty good advice. If I was writing it as a book, I could or should edit the personal anecdotes out, they're not great. I think I am finally done with re-telling some of the stories of my past that I'd been keeping around to hurt myself with. I don't have a great memory so I don't remember things all the time, and some things I'm sure not at all (but I've kept journals since 1984 or so) but sometimes things come up and then that brings up other memories...just all the bad stuff connected to that person or situation. So I'm going to stop retelling and stop dragging those up anymore. It's unhlepful. As always with such things, retelling the story of other people being shitty only serves to highlight my own shittiness. Ain't that a bitch. (On the plus side, these old stories seem to have lost their 'gut punch' over time. The words are there but the feelings related to the events are more-or-less gone, other than lingering shame and self disgust over letting people get my goat)
I never know what to think or feel once I get done with a project like that; there are past 'me's that I think were really wonderful--like, I got my shit together, I had a good balance between work and home and friends and things I like to do and things I have to do and I managed to keep it all going, all those spinning plates....and I wish I knew where she went, and then there are past 'mes' that are rather excruciating to re-experience--small, cruel, petty,vicious, selfish, unkind, just ick. Overall, it reminds me or reveals to me that I'm falling short of the person I'd like to be and that the person I was and more than likely am...is not a very likeable person. Accepting that, and going forward with integrity is the goal. If I can like myself that will be great. I mean, disliking or being uncomfortable with past-me and past behavior is maybe a good sign that I've grown some? Maybe? Hope so.
I never know what to think or feel once I get done with a project like that; there are past 'me's that I think were really wonderful--like, I got my shit together, I had a good balance between work and home and friends and things I like to do and things I have to do and I managed to keep it all going, all those spinning plates....and I wish I knew where she went, and then there are past 'mes' that are rather excruciating to re-experience--small, cruel, petty,vicious, selfish, unkind, just ick. Overall, it reminds me or reveals to me that I'm falling short of the person I'd like to be and that the person I was and more than likely am...is not a very likeable person. Accepting that, and going forward with integrity is the goal. If I can like myself that will be great. I mean, disliking or being uncomfortable with past-me and past behavior is maybe a good sign that I've grown some? Maybe? Hope so.