“So, you are not so much interested in exploring your feelings about Joy's betrayal. Or the failure of your relationship. You are merely giving me a tour of the museum.'
'The museum? ... I don't follow you.'
'Your museum of pain. Your sanctuary of justifiable indignation.'
'We all superintend such a place, I suppose,' she said, 'although some of us are more painstaking curators than others. That is the category in which I would certainly put you, Dominick. You are a meticulous steward of the pain and injustices people have visited upon you.”
― Wally Lamb, I Know This Much Is True
It's just one of many bizarre paradoxes of human behavior that Wally Lamb referred to as "sanctuaries of justifiable indignation" that we erect with our own hands and then visit regularly to worship at.
But why? Why on earth would we ensure that the very same things that make us feel victimized will keep happening?