Envy to acceptance

I used to look at people with great envy and malice in my heart. And I was deeply confused about why I felt the way that I did. I was angry at what they had and the I thought that they paid no price for anything that they had. I believed that this life was easy for them. That they had had it all given to them on a plate. How wrong I was.

Every time I matched myself up against what I thought a man should be I fell way short. Into a morass of self condemnation/ Why couldn’t I have been like them or had the things that they had. I didn’t know how much envy poisoned me to the core.

Behind it all was the knowledge of inadequacy and the spitefulness that low self esteem brings. I had had my chances but had never had what I needed to accept them and nurture them. I never knew how to work at something until it changed.

I have just seen a young family playing around in the cool night air next to the sea. The boys were giving piggy backs and fooling around. It brought a smile to my face where once would have been anger at them having something that I had not. I find that this sort of thing happens quite a lot these days.

I have come to terms with my own failings and try not to be-grudge anyone their happiness. Time, effort, acceptance and honesty with myself have helped this process.

Anger

Anger we are led to believe by some, is a dubious emotion loaded with guilt and danger. It is something to be avoided if at all possible, and when expressed is seen somewhat like a failing of control.

I think anger is very healthy and is only damaging when misunderstood or experienced in large prolonged doses. I find that when angry I either mis-handle it because I am afraid of myself or I use it to good effect in channeling the energy elsewhere.

To misunderstand anger is to fail to see that it is usually always attached to some other emotion and does not stand on its on. It is usually the attached emotion that tells the clearer story of whats really going on.

There is of course just plain anger at something that has been done and that is unacceptable. Some might call this justifiable anger. We are taught that there is no such thing as justifiable anger because every act has a reason behind it that can be explained by some kind of failing of the individual. Therefore we should never be angry with that person. This sort of thing has caused many people to squash their anger down for so long and so hard that it lost within the personality and runs riot among the emotions.

For my own part I often get caught in the middle between experiencing pure anger just because something awful has been done, to me or others, and trying to reason it away. And between enjoying the rage as a righteous right of any free man.  We live in a society that has forgotten how to be angry in the right place. The journey into anger is a necessary and worthwhile one. I am learning to embrace anger, not as a dubious luxury, but as an emotional necessity.