After I healed the cognitive damage from PTSD last year, I still had a lot of bitterness and obsessive anger, every day, for months on end.
I was recently able to heal that emotional damage with an imagination technique I call The Ideal Apology.
🧵
Here's what I did: I imagined the person who hurt me - in this case, an abusive ex-girlfriend - sitting across from me, in the greatest detail I could stably muster.
Then, I imagined her apologizing - expressing sincere remorse - for every fucked up thing she did and said.
I imagined that I told her everything. I told her all of the pain I had gone through, all of the damage she had done, the wreckage she left in my life.
I imagined her hearing it, holding space for it, accepting it, and - crucially -
taking responsibility for her part.
I practiced that for a half an hour for a few days straight. Soon, every time the old bitterness and anger arose in me, a vision of her also arose, and said, "You're right, I did that to you, I'm so sorry."
This may sound a little crazy, but
I started being able to forgive her. And soon, I was able to apologize to her, for my part - and she was able to offer me forgiveness.
I still get a little grief or tension sometimes, but it's transient - an old unneeded habit. My relationship to her memory is healed. I'm free.
I want to reiterate that I did months of exposure therapy to heal the cognitive damage done by that relationship. I don't expect that this technique would be a panacea for trauma on its own.
But if you are struggling with resistant emotions, maybe it's worth giving a shot.
I haven't done any IFS work, despite borrowing terminology from it, so take the name with a grain of salt.
If you decide to try this technique for yourself, please let me know how it worked for you. I suspect some meditation experience is necessary, but perhaps not much.
Thanks to @the_wilderless for his excellent work on depth psych and imaginal work. I got the idea for this technique from reading his threads. If you don't follow him, I highly recommend it.
If you want to read more about exposure therapy for healing traumatic cognitive damage, here is my thread on that, from last year:
I believe mercy, forgiveness and tolerance are only virtues if you offer them to your enemies, and when it's most difficult to do so. Otherwise they mean nothing.
If you believe that too, I would love if you'd follow my acct.
I always thought getting ratioed would be terrible but I'm having the time of my life, this is the finest possible hill to die on, thank you all so much
I promise I will read each and every reply but I'll only interact if you appear developmentally capable of nuance
I stopped reading the news with any regularity about 2 years ago now, and it's one of the best decisions I've ever made tbh
If something actually big happens, it breaks through and people talk about it
But lately, I feel the pull of old attachments to ideas and ideologies
I haven't been meditating as regularly lately, I've been working early and haven't noticed a major change by doing it less, so I haven't sweated it too much
I wonder if this desire to get swept up again in the dream of culture is a result of that.
There's another part of me, definitely fueled by Twitter, that wants to start writing longform again.
For me, writing flows out of passion, and when I am practicing diligently and focusing close to home, and purposefully not attaching to my passions, it makes it pretty hard.
Today, I'm thinking about change, about resolutions, about desire, about the reinvention of self, about integrity, shame and faith.
I wrote this thread about it, and I'd be honored if you'd read it. 🙏
After 8 years of mindfulness practice, I am still struck by how little I am capable of consciously controlling.
My mind has a small influence over my body, my body has a small influence over my environment.
My conditioning, intrinsic and extrinsic, rules my behavior.
As I go about the tasks of life, each moment pulls hidden dreams, desires and scars from my situation and my unconscious, up into swells of ego that rise, crest and fall again into negation.
I am just surfing, self after momentary self, with whatever grace & skill I can muster