In judaism, we have in our morning/afternoon prayers (shacharit/mincha) a section that roughly translate as confessions (tachanun). In this section, there is a

In judaism, we have in our morning/afternoon prayers (shacharit/mincha) a section that roughly translate as confessions (tachanun). In this section, there is a subsection called vidui, in which we confess our mistakes, to Gd (blessed be), to the empty room and mostly to ourselves. When I started doing this part, it was quite weird to say my mistakes both out loud or quietly, but as time kept going, I found that it is such a good form of dealing with our errors. When we try to say it in form of phrases, we have to first understand it minimally, then, we can say it and see that it is not as bad as we thought (or it is even worse...), we feel shame, we try to justify it, we try to explain it, but in the end the one listening is just the person, the walls and Gd the almighty. I've done years of therapy, but never before I have felt more listened to. There is something special, a special kind of circuit, when we say things that we don't want to say to ourselves. We break it, externalize, hear it, internalize and every day and every day. It is funny how the problems dissolve, how some become actions, how some persist. Of course, I still talk to my parents, my SO, my friends, my rabbi and even my therapist from time to time. But I hope that someone on this forum can use this comment to try and succeed in talking to yourself.