how wanting to get even robbed me of happiness

I have a confession.

Sometimes when people hurt me I don’t like to turn the other cheek.

I want to get even.

I want them to feel the hurt or the pain or the humiliation that I’ve had to deal with. And sometimes that desire to get even makes me angry. And sometimes that angry part of me totally misses out on the joy part of life.

I get really really stuck.

I think it’s because I give them power.

I let them make me feel small.

Just this past year I was burned by someone I thought was a friend, by someone I thought had integrity, by, oh it doesn’t matter, but let’s just say I was pushed around and smooshed around so that this person could get what they thought they deserved. It felt so low, so without love. And it made me really angry. Well, at first, it made me teary. And sad. And then slowly it switched to this anger stuff.

And it was robbing me of joy.

It was robbing me of happiness.

Just like my friend Rachel writes at Hands Free Mama about anger and joy.

I just couldn’t admit it, really. Because letting go of the anger to me felt like losing. And I do not like to lose. Let me tell you that again – I REALLY DO NOT LIKE TO LOSE.

Except, I lost.

Because this desire to get even, to make this person realize how low they went, it was sucking at the very joy in my life. And when I gave that power away – I lost.

I don’t really want to lose anymore.

But I don’t know how to let stuff go, either. I don’t know how to move on without that twinge of anger. Because letting go of anger has always felt like I was totally worthless. Who wants to live with that?

I don’t want to live with anger anymore.

(Hulk Figurine as an example. Perfect, I think.)

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I want to live a life free of that. I don’t want the cruelness of others, the shallowness or the pain points of life to paint any of the present. I want to wake each day with that clean slate, that wholeness of forgiveness, and that freedom to be without the chains of others dragging me down.

I need to let go.

It’s so scary, isn’t it? That letting go part? Somehow we think that when we cling to the hurts or the disappointments in life we think that we have power. Anger is not power. Revenge is not power.

Power is in caring about your own heart.

Power is in deciding to move forward.

Power is in not allowing others to define yourself.

Power is in choosing to love.

So let me ask you this? Where in your own life do you need to let go of stuff? Where are you clinging to anger and sadness? Don’t you want wholeness again? Don’t you want to live fearless?

Dare with me.

Dare to let it go. Even if for a bit, even if for a moment.

Dare to fill that space in your heart with good.

That’s what I’m doing. Or, at least, am trying to do.

You can do this, sweet friend of mine. If we are going to be change then we need to stop needing things to be even and fair and we need to instead be brave and fight for our hearts.

Our hearts cannot hang onto bitterness. Anger.

That will rob us from joy.


One step, one breath.

Find freedom.

In letting go.


One Response to “how wanting to get even robbed me of happiness”

  1. March 8, 2017

    Rosie Reply

    Thank you for this post, I’m a definite culprit if being unable to let things go and hold on to anger! With my partner especially, who triggers my every nerve at times! What I struggle with his the “how” to let go and forgive without feeling like you’re enabling or giving in!

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