Moods pass like clouds in the sky. One minute you are stressed about a new stain on the couch and 15 minutes later you are cracking up at a text conversation with your friend.
You are both of those people: the regretful person and the laughing person. Or, if you take a Buddhist approach, there is no “you”; there are the momentary circumstances that passed. The experiences happened, and they ended, as do all experiences.
We have Dissociative Identity Disorder (DID), which means we don’t typically recognize it is the same “us” upset about the carpet and then laughing at the jokes.
We don’t have much awareness for continuity of experience. We split to survive or were never integrated to begin. We had dirty-us who was sexually abused and had to suffer, funny-us who could protect us by playing life cool, angry-us to protect from humiliation and other dangers, and all the other wonderful us’s who protect us.
Trying to practice Buddhist psychology while having DID is like trying to overcome a peanut allergy so that you can build up your tolerance for peanuts to the point you can eat peanut butter sandwiches–with the ultimate goal of giving up peanuts altogether.
(Not trying to minimize peanut allergy; no offense intended.)
We are trying to create a sense of continuity of experience so that all of our me’s know they are safe now (which they are; our traumas are over)–with the ultimate goal of discarding the notion of “selfhood.”
That is a trip! Hahaha! Best of luck, right? Right!
Don’t tell the Wrights they can’t build a flying machine. Don’t tell Marie Curie she won’t prove radioactivity. Don’t tell us we won’t find a safe-us in order to dissolve the concept of “us.”
Possibility is being nothing. Possibility is being everything.
Encouragement speeds the journey.