A pit you don’t want to fall into
Jim told with me yesterday he had been thinking about the things I’d shared with him the week before.
“What things?” I asked with a smirk, “What did I tell you? “
(That’s one of the beautiful things about short term memory loss….every day is a new day)
He reminded me I had vented some
anger frustration in the realm of relationships. I had been feeling devalued.
Well, He said, “I thought more about it and by the middle of the week I was also battling self pity.”
“also”…did he just say “also”?
Self pity is what Junior High girls do, right????
After my conversation with Jim I decided to look up the definition for self-pity:
Psychiatrists have an interesting name for people who habitually indulge in self-pity–it’s “injustice collector.” These are the folks who are constantly dwelling on their hurts and hardships – whether real or imagined – and they enjoy thinking about them and talking about them. They lovingly collect and number each and every offense that others commit against them, and they search out people who will sympathize with them and commiserate with them. All this keeps the focus on themselves, which is what they want most.”
Dang, some of that felt a little too close to home.
That is the last thing I want rolling around in my brain!
I”m beginning to think self pity is a lot more common than I realized.
I’ve been calling it other things like ” being in a funk”, “being down” “discouraged” “feeling rejected” feeling down”
My wife’s daily devotional had a warning about self pity this past Saturday:
“Be on guard against the pit of self pity.
When you are weary or unwell, this demonic trap is the greatest danger you face.
Don’t even go near the edge of the pit.
Its edges crumble easily, and before you know it, you are on the way down.
It is ever so much harder to get out of the pit than to keep a safe distance from it,
That is why I tell you to be on guard.
from “Jesus Calling”