I've come to see that a searching and courageous inventory removes the grime on my window to the world. Those resentments sure can cloud the view.
The word "inventory" implies some form of writing. I've learned that steady progress using the written word, makes a writer (witness) out of each one of us. Some detailed story telling is often helpful, even if the end result is a simple list of character assets and liabilities.
My inventory is getting me to over my regrets and release my grip on the past. I am attempting to be serious and kind in my study of how I have misused my arm and shoulder over the years. Pain is still my best teacher.