Memories of unethical actions become obfuscated over time
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which is crap. I don't want to iron my memories, I want them to be exactly same as they were when experiencing them. I don't need to remember shitty girlfriends as actually nice ones, miserable travels as actually nice ones etc.
so I am always trying to counter it consciously - nice memories are OK, but the less positive ones I try to specifically remember the full mix of emotions associated with them. not 100%, but works quite well. since people generally don't change much (at least don't improve), this also helps to set expectations when communicating with some (ie family black sheeps).
Perhaps a healthy person is supposed to forget the past. I don't, and memories of guilt and shame inform and restrict many of my decisions, and they do so more and more as I get older.
The thing is, I know that I have lived a relatively good life so far, even compared to most of my friends. Exes of mine have remarked that I was their best boyfriend, and that the messy breakups that I feel guilt over were nothing really that bad. But from my perspective, they were. I've apologized profusely about certain events to friends of mine, and they had to explain that it wasn't that bad and friends sometimes hurt each other. But the memories and accompanying feelings don't really fade, and I randomly get flashbacks, even to minor things that happened many years.
Reminding myself that everyone is flawed, reminding myself that these memories of 'bad' things I did to another already faded in the memory of the person I hurt, and probably didn't hurt them as much as I think it did, reminding myself that the best thing is to move on and try to do better, all of that calms me down a bit.
But the next step, allowing myself to get into situations where I might cause pain again, that's a tough one. It's much easier to play it safe. I't something I'm working on, but I wish I could just forget more easily, the way many people around me can (or pretend to, or at least don't let it get in the way of living).
I'm reminded of this quote (again):
> "We waste so much energy trying to cover up who we are when beneath every attitude is the want to be loved, and beneath every anger is a wound to be healed and beneath every sadness is the fear that there will not be enough time.
> When we hesitate in being direct, we unknowingly slip something on, some added layer of protection that keeps us from feeling the world, and often that thin covering is the beginning of a loneliness which, if not put down, diminishes our chances of joy.
> It’s like wearing gloves every time we touch something, and then, forgetting we chose to put them on, we complain that nothing feels quite real. Our challenge each day is not to get dressed to face the world but to unglove ourselves so that the doorknob feels cold and the car handle feels wet and the kiss goodbye feels like the lips of another being, soft and unrepeatable."
“Many people need desperately to receive this message: 'I feel and think much as you do, care about many of the things you care about, although most people do not care about them. You are not alone.”
More seriously: we're all different. That's for sure. The general tendency nevertheless tells a lot about ourselves.