Own inquiry on victim identity:
Look at the word “victim”. Is that word you, the victim? (Q1) Yes, I feel it in my throat and chest.
Feel those sensations. Take your time.
Are there any images or words? I see a picture of me sitting here.
Look at that picture. Notice the space between you and the picture. Q1? Yes, I feel sadness.
Feel the sadness. Notice where you feel it. Drop into it. Allow it.
What is your first memory of feeling that feeling? I see a picture of me in London with my parents, exhausted at the end of the day. Angry. Sad. Tired. Despairing. (About 5 years old.)
Look at that picture. Q1? Yes. I feel it in my throat, face, chest, stomach.
Feel the sensations. Take your time.
(I am shortening a section here: An image of me sitting here. The word “victim”. Sensations in face. A surge of energy in face, throat area. Sensations in chest. Picture of me telling a friend a victim story. Sensations in face, throat, chest.)
Sensations in face. What do those sensations mean? I am a victim.
Look at those words, “I am a victim”. Q1? Yes, face.
Feel the sensations. Q1? No.
Look at the picture of you as a kid in London. Q1? (Slightly, face. Feel. Back to picture.) Q1? No.
(Rechecking words, images, until untriggerable and unfindable.)
Experientially, this leaves the victim identity without perceivable charge or stickiness (velcro). It feels more clear. I can still see the words and images, and perhaps feel some of the same sensations, but they don’t seem to make up a “victim” or a self that’s a victim. There is more freedom around this.
In general, it seems that a victim identity and identification happens as soon as there is identification at all. As soon as we take ourselves to be something, that something can be – and will be – the victim of X. Of life, others, ourselves. It’s good to look at.