It’s hard to forgive other people, but it’s far more difficult to forgive ourselves. I know this is true, because I’ve struggled with it for years.
I listened to a podcast episode tonight about how victims of narcissists often lash out at other people in behavior that seems remarkably similar to the behavior that was done to them. I’ve known for years that this is true, but I prefer to avoid the subject.
Thinking about it makes me feel guilt and shame. I struggle to give myself the grace of self-compassion and forgiveness.
I’ve talked with you over and over about my struggles with coming to understand the narcissistic abuse I went through as a child. The thing I seem to have struggled with the most are my fears of having learned too many of my father’s dysfunctional ways. (Here‘s an example from about 18 months ago.)
As I listened to the podcast discussion tonight of how easy it is for victims to repeat some forms of what was done to them, I felt the shame return — and I was reminded that I still haven’t mastered how to give myself compassion and forgiveness.

I’m not sure what’s left to say about politics, so here’s a picture of a cat
Black? White? Brown? Santa Claus is any color you want to make him
That huge fed debt increase? They’ve already used 60 percent of it
We frequently go back to the past hoping to find a different future
Her dad didn’t want to help her, so here’s a jack-o’-lantern for Hannah
Trump’s rabid defenders selling their souls for a narcissistic liar
Taxation is theft: It’s time to take a stand about a serious moral issue
Accepting joy tomorrow does no good if tomorrow never comes
Does the ocean offer the best chance of escaping the state?