*Trigger warning sensitive topics* i have a question about forgiving So my entire life i’ve always been super forgiving to the point I’d force myself to forgive constantly and blamed everything on myself. But it’s gotten to the point where I dont wanna forgive anymore and I can’t. My entire life, because i took the blame for everything and I’ve always stood up for what I believed in, I’ve ALWAYS been the bad guy. In every story. I can name so many times where I was bullied and it was my fault. I was abused and it was my fault. And i always accepted it. I accepted that i could’ve done better and i deserved it. Now this last year, i’ve been treating everyone in my life like kings and queens regardless of what they’ve ever done. And so much i found out after i did so. I had a toxic ex that I always went back to for three years cause i never loved anyone as much as i loved him. He gave me peace of mind. Took away my ocd thoughts. But He always lead me on. I was the girl on the backburner for him. If someone better and more approachable, and less hated came along, he’d go for her and come back to me. He even said he hated how he was never able to get over the thought of me. He told people he would never like me cause i was me, but he was in love with “everything about me except the dramatics.” (He called my mental health dramatic, and he thought I lied about my life. He later found out I never did, but it was too late) He painted this version of me in his head that was nothing like me, and made everyone believe it. All his friends terrorized me our senior year of hs, and i forgave him. But this last time he just started dating a girl after leading me on again, and i told him i never want to speak to him again. And he keeps reaching out (its been six months), and i just can’t forgive him. I can’t do it. Then my older brother. The notorious older brother i’ve ranted about before. I’ve never been able to stand him, but i’ve been trying to be better. I forgave him for all the times he hurt me & made me feel uncomfortable. I got really close with his fiance, she’s one of my best friends, and i tried to strengthen our relationship to not jeopardize my friendship with her. But back in March, he blamed my sexual assault on my parents, told me I wasn’t allowed to be a bridesmaid, and how everythings my fault and im horrible fucking human. He got kicked out then he started crying about how he never felt loved. And i wouldn’t speak to him. He had no fucking right to talk about my sexual assault that literally fucked me up in more ways than he’ll ever know. Then recently, he told me my ocd isnt real and that I’m just a lesbian in denial and since ive obsessed about being a pedo i should go to hell and how many problems i have, then he had the audacity to say he was sexually assaulted by the same man i was and I screamed at him cause there’s no record of that (this man was a serial pedophile) and i just lost it. He talked about how traumatic his life was when it was literally based off my trauma (like second hand trauma). And i’m not undermining his trauma, but it’s when he talks about it and tries so hard to transform it into his I’m like WHY DO YOU WANT THIS?? Like my trauma and the shit and abuse I’ve been through ISN’T FUN! I’m mental and struggle to live on a daily basis with huge body pains that’ll make me never forget…. And idek i cant forgive him. I’m so angry. Then my best friends. When i broke things off with my ex this year, they were horrible. They were there for him, not for me. When i was depressed they weren’t there. Yet, i was on the floor with one of them at 3am when they’re were feeling suicidal. And the two i was best friends with (we were a trio), were friends before but i thought we got past that cause it’d been like five years. But one finally cane forward cause she felt so guilty for the years of shit she put me through, and finally admitted that nothing was ever my fault. It was always them and they just didn’t want to handle the blame, cause they didnt think they were capable of being mean, so they put it on me. And one of them even said it was hard for them to accept that i was a better friend to them then our other friend ever was, but she just couldn’t believe it for the longest time cause of everything everyone said. Than the other one was labeled as perfect and the nicest person in hs, yet she was awful to me too. I never did one thing to her, and i own up to what i did wrong!! She was my best friend and she was horrible. She allowed her “friends” to terrorize me, and she was the one who started it. They literally made a list of everything wrong about me. And then proceeded to go back to them, and got mad at me and told me everything was my fault when I got mad at her for going back to them. And i told her “if i did that, we wouldn’t be here talking. But i wouldn’t do that, and you know that too. Regardless of the person.” And its so hard cause none of us are close anymore cause they did stuff to each other too, and they asked me if i could ever be close with them again and i said “we can be friends, but our friendship will never be the same.” And i just dont know how to forgive them either. And then just everyone else. For years I was blamed and I was the bad guy. It was always ME. When i literally just existed. And finally, after years people are now saying not everything is my fault. That i was too nice. That they blamed me cause i was an easy person to blame, i accepted it. They didnt want to take responsibility so i took responsibility to everything. And my parents. They’re finally getting better after years of yelling at me. They realized what they were doing, insulting me and stuff, was breaking me. Now i’ve never seen them so concerned for my mental health and they’ve never been so nice to me. And now everyone is being nice to me, and talking to me, and just wanting me back in their life. But i CANT! They painted me as such a horrible human for years thinking i could handle it, but i couldn’t and they broke me and they feel bad. They’re kindness is out of guilt and pity, and it disgusts me. I hate them for it. Why couldn’t they just realize what they were doing was breaking me? Why did it have to take me being so lost and broken and mental and in my head for everyone to finally admit the truth to me? Why am i so sad when my life is finally going okay and i have no form of abuse, bullying, or chaos going on? And all of this would be so much easier if FUCKING HOCD WASNT THERE!! And it’s just, i can’t forgive them and i feel horrible. I dont want to forgive them and i hate it. I’m slowly forgiving my parents. Those are the only people. Besides that, i’m so angry. My body is littered with bruises and cuts from self harm cause i dont know how to handle it. I hate this more than anything. I don’t hate me, i hate what’s been done to me to become this. I hate my ocd, anxiety, depression and everything. I hate how my feelings contradict what i want and i constantly if what i want is actually what i want. I hate that so many people are so evil. I hate that i was targeted by a man so young in life. I hated that it happened again later in life. And the excuse was because I was me. That’s always people’s excuse. “Cause you’re you.” It’s led to so many horrible things. I hate this. How do i forgive everyone?? How do i just forgive them all?? When everyone in your life terrorized you for years, cause they thought you were “so strong” and “could handle it,” only to realize you can’t and come crawling back with guilt. I even said to people, unless you can erase the past, nothing will ever be the same. I’m so exhausted.

A good life, success, healing, beautiful things? ⚠️ Important: please don’t read if this is triggering. No one should think this way about themselves, of course you deserve it all. I struggle with real events and harm OCD. My worst fear is being a bad person, causing harm or doing the wrong thing. These thoughts haunt me all the time and cause me to essentially throw my life away. I don’t go out, pursue opportunities, etc. because what if I don’t deserve them? I think of the worst things I’ve ever done all the time. The things that I’m most ashamed of. Like a broken record that’s all I replay in my head. Doesn’t matter if it was 5 or 10 years ago. And I beat myself up for not doing better. And I just don’t know how to move past it. I’ve read a lot of quotes and books about self help and love and acceptance (e.g. once you know better, do better). But for me I feel like I have to hate myself forever. I won’t ever get a clean slate, there’s a permanent stain on my record. I just can’t forgive myself, whether other people know it or not, I can’t allow myself to move forward. It’s about integrity for me. Does anyone relate? How do you do it? I’m so sorry if you’re also struggling. I don’t wish this for anyone. Please keep fighting, you’re not alone. ❤️

I remembered something I did a couple of months ago that has changed me completely from trusting myself it was a conversation I had with my cousin and something they said unrelated made me remember this happening, I went into a full blown identity crisis i couldn’t walk out of my room or get out of my bed for months paranoid and scared of everything I’m still scared and feel like I don’t even deserve to shower I’m working on it slowly each day but I knew I had to get a therapist and I was diagnosed with ocd because of this event I remembered, and I just don’t know what to do…. I read online that it doesn’t matter how little or bad the event is it’s still ocd regardless when diagnosed but I know I have a compulsion to see others real events and it is nothing compared to mine which I shouldn’t compare but it’s difficult because no matter what I have to come to terms that it’s undeniably bad legally and morally what I did and it’s just so confusing how it’s something I JUST learned about months ago I’m literally in my mid 20s, and I went years without even realizing how troubled my childhood was and yes my real event happened during that time but I was still a teen and old enough to know better but I didn’t understand the magnitude of what I did at the time still no excuse though, this is where I don’t know what To do because 1. I already know what I did was awful and there’s no excuse for it 2. I can’t apologize in my situation that I don’t feel comfortable sharing specifics yet3. Yes I know I changed so much obviously I’m a grown adult now I know what’s appropriate and what’s not that’s why I’m so troubled over this and I never did anything like that again, I’m literally in the happiest relationship and seeing a therapist to also help me understand all this trauma, this event involved my cousin but even they are cool with me and very close as well hasn’t said anything I don’t know if they remember or not but it’s not something I can talk about with them at least not yet (again just don’t want to go in to specifics) but this is why is so confusing and has caused me to have intrusive thoughts about everything EVERYTHING the what ifs what if they remember what if I go to jail what if they hate me what if I’m denying who I have been and I’m this horrible person this whole time without even realizing and everything is a lie my relationship my joy for things what if I’m a ped, what if I can’t love or care what if I’m a person who just harms others manipulates I even spiraled thinking I was going to physically harm someone… it’s very bizarre to me because before my OCD my biggest anxiety was just having to learn how to drive…I’m in my 20s just to mention that again😭 I have probably almost all intrusive ocd categories, These thoughts never existed in my head until I remembered my event it has completely traumatized me but do I even deserve to feel better do I deserve to get help if I did something unforgivable do I move on or don’t? Should I even be living life I just feel guilty even breathing stepping outside I know for a fact if people knew they would never trust me they would feel like I probably should go to jail but do I go on to what others feel or myself? I know I wouldn’t harm anyone regardless of what my ocd tells me I never did anything like that again and wouldn’t but if it’s something that even legally I could be punished for does all of that not matter? I’m sorry I’m just trying to figure out what the right thing to do is , I’m continuing therapy and getting the help but obviously my therapist cannot say if I should be punished legally but even my boyfriend said that if I turned myself in they wouldn’t even take me seriously because I don’t even remember everything fully it was so long ago, but from what I do remember it’s still bad enough mainly just of me being a teen, I don’t want to make that event my identity but I just am so freaked out I feel awful what if I caused trauma to another person and all these years I didn’t even know, this event only happened once that I remember, there were things that happened to me as a child that would explain why it happened but it’s still not an excuse, I did a compulsion and googled what would it be called or the charges for it and the words that popped up triggered me to my core as anyone would feel if they were as stupid as me those words I googled are what monsters are so it’s hard not to think of myself as that it’s hard to not make that my identity if that IS what happened, is living with this guilt my punishment?I don’t want to give up on life I want to love and care and just love life I know this is complicated and a lot not much I can do but I’m just so lost.

When I was a little kid, I used to be horrible. Every time I thought an animal was too cute or something, i’d get violent, terribly violent. I regret it so much and wish I never did anything like that. It follows me in my mind and I hate it even though I was a child. Then a year or two ago, I got upset at my cat and tossed her onto the bed very quickly and hard, and pushed her down. I remember feeling like I didn’t want to hurt her but I didn’t want to let go. I cried after it happened and gave her many treats. Around the same time, my dog got me mad i just smacked her nose but I still feel sick to my stomach thinking about it. Idk if i was 14 or 15 at the time? I would never do anything to hurt any animal now, but why did I ever do it back then? It makes me so sick thinking about it and now I can’t STOP thinking about it. I still never wanted to hurt my cat, but she got on my last nerve at that moment and it happened multiple times and I threw her pretty fast. I can’t believe I’d ever do that. I’ve been hating myself for it ever since i started thinking about it again. I can’t forgive myself and Idk what to do. I wish I could go back in time and never do what I did. She was still only about 5 months old at that time. She means the world to me and we have a very close bond, but now I feel like I can’t love her because what I did. I feel like I can’t have friends, or anything really because I feel like I don’t deserve anything. I feel like a terrible monster and I hate that I ever did anything to a little angel that didn’t even do anything wrong. Idk how to forgive myself. I hate that I did that and I wish I never did. It still wasn’t as bad as it was when I was little, but it’s still not okay at all and I can’t go back in time and change it, so now idk what to do with myself. I feel like I don’t deserve to be around my cats babies even though I love them with all my heart. I’m 16 now and not the same ragey person as i used to be. I had a lot of anger built up from an ex that I was with at the time, but still WHY would I take it out on my beautiful cat. The more I think about it, the worst it gets, it’s sucking up all of my happiness.