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I remember studying Freud and Jung in college when I was 20 years old. I was pretty fascinated with it all. But I had more havoc to create in my life before I was willing to meet my shadow face to face which happened in 1985 one night when I was incredibly drunk.

My mom had passed away six years earlier when I was 18. I spent those six years descending into alcoholism, trying to fit in with people, people pleasing, and just totally hurting myself over and over. That night in 1985 I was all alone in my room drinking straight out of a bottle crying and screaming at God for "killing" my mother. I had such rage. Anger was something I didn't do. I was Jill, the jovial one always friendly and helpful. I wasn't in a blackout. I remember this night clearly. I turned and looked into the mirror of the bathroom and I saw my shadow, which was my face calm and weirdly staring back at me with a tiny smile as if "she" was liking what was happening. That pissed me off even more so I picked up a candle and threw it at the mirror and the mirror fractured into tiny pieces all over the floor. I fell on the floor and sobbed. I was fractured.

I see the symbolism in this event in my life except I didn't understand it until I finally came out of denial and admitted to my to innermost self that I had to stop drinking and get on a journey of sobriety, self discovery, and work my butt off to heal from my pain and anger.

I think my shadow today is that part of me that acknowledges that I am not a bad person if I get angry but I must do the work to process the anger. My shadow is also that part of me that has now become comfortable in setting healthy boundaries and saying no when needed (which rarely ever happened before) and also having the courage to speak out when I see things that are unjust. The shadow in a way is my courage.

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