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  • #431821
    anita
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    Dear Tommy:

    So good to read from you, I was afraid you will never post again.

    When a person is hysterical, what should a person do? Hold them by the hand and say everything will be alright?“- I’d never say “everything will be alright“, I can’t predict the future, and I am not optimistic.

    You are welcome, and thank you for sending this message to me.

    I respect your wish to not post again for as long as you wish to not post. I will miss you though, because I like you. You are a good, humble person. You inspire me, I want to be more like you.

    You are welcome here anytime, Tommy. You are a force for good (as the saying goes), thank you for being.. you.

    anita

     

    #431817
    anita
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    Continued:

    I just wrote a poem for a friend. I like it (I hope she likes it), so in the spirit of liking it, I’ll write another to.. you guessed whom (if you did), I’ll write it to that person:

     

    I guess you were right all along

    I didn’t love you

    I loved what I needed you to be, just for me

    Not who you were.

    I loved the idea of a mother

    Not the person that you are, the person you have been

    For how could I love or like a person who hated me

    I loved the idea of a person (a mother) who liked me

    You disliked me in so many ways, thoroughly, inside out

    And in turn, I disliked myself, I disliked you, I disliked everyone-

    – A great start in life

    Not.

    And now, as I tie loose ends in my heart and mind

    I say to the idea of you: farewell idea.

    Left is what’s always been there; that person who disliked me

    I can’t change this reality, not retroactively, not in any other way

    it just so happened to be this way.

    Farewell.

     

    anita

     

    #431816
    anita
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    Dear SadSoul:

    I am not a poet, have no reason to think I am good at it. Nonetheless, I will try to create a poem for you:

     

    Sad Soul, Special Soul, is it a tear in your eye that I see?

    Wasted time, wasted efforts, starting Alone, ending Alone, is this your story?

    Is this my story?

    Is this the story of all humanity?

    Four questions above, I don’t get to ask anymore (so says the critic in my mind)

    Sad Soul, Special Soul, see my soul see your soul

    You are not alone; I am not alone

    Son left unexpectedly, so sorry, Mother Sad Soul

    Sad Soul’s Son, tell mom why, tell her just as it is.

    If you can, please tell her.

    She bought orange and poppy seed cake yesterday, tasted like casserole.

    I bet she she’ll bake the best cake ever for you, mother’s love seeds in cake, if you come over for a talk

    Separate truth from lies, Sad Soul’s Son; see your mother as she is, see your father, your friend as they are

    See yourself

    Tell mom what’s in your mind and heart, tell her, she’ll listen, she will not argue

    She wants to know, she needs to know, Please talk to her. Tell her your truth.

     

    anita

     

    #431808
    anita
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    Dear Blueman:

    The best way to help you out of this mess, is for a qualified, skillful, and empathetic psychotherapist to guide you through the process. If this is a possibility for you, please consider it.

    Here is what worked for me, how I got out of this kind of mess (a process that started when I attended quality therapy 2011-2013, and continues to this very day): first part is called emotion regulation, it’s about learning effective ways to lower the intensity of your distressing emotions and practicing these ways every day.

    Are you aware of emotion regulation, and/ or of Mindfulness techniques, skills and practices?

    anita

    #431795
    anita
    Participant

    Dear SadSoul:

    Thank you for your post on my thread, how precious!

    Feel free to quote, it makes it make sense, which my replies probably lack“- thank you, and it’s fine with me that you don’t quote, boldfaced or not.

    I am going to hush now. That was a lot of things Iā€™ve never put into words before“- I noticed and I feel privileged to hear the voice/ the words of the non-hushed SadSoul.

    But people think you should heal and be over a thing in a nice set length of time, letā€™s say a couple of months at most“-Ā  when I posted yesterday in my own thread, about that person (my mother) yet again, I heard a shaming voice in my mind’s ear,Ā  saying: you should be over her by now, you are a grown woman, how many years will you be stuck in what happened so long ago..?!!

    This is why I started the post with “I keep posting here because it is working for me“, as an answer to the criticism I imagined, letting readers know that there is a positive value now, to posting about then.

    “It would be so amazing if someone acknowledged my deep hurt… .. I had no one say itā€™s okay, youā€™re allowed to be hurt and fall apart“-Ā I am taking a meditative moment here.. I acknowledge your deep hurt, SadSoul, deeply hurt SadSoul, deeply hurt. I feel some of it.. yes.

    I had lots of friends throughout life but they were around when they needed me for things. I loved being needed, it was something I craved… (feeling) special, needed, wanted, desired…Ā  thinking I meant something special“- you are needed here, not for things, but for the Soul in Sad Soul. You are special here, Special Sad Soul.

    well, I wasnā€™t special to him…Ā  he sneaked out and sent me a text message while I was at work… leaving the way he did, right after I insisted he starts paying his share of bills and things… When I realised I deserved to be more than working 46 hours a week to pay the bills, doing the housework and yard work, while he lived a high life with his money and his free time“-Ā I know how it feels to be used by a man, dehumanizing and enraging, and they get away with it.. for a while (eventually everyone gets sick and/ or dies).Ā  I am sorry that this was your experience. The inhumane ways people treat each other.. It makes me want even more to be and become a better and better person.

    That was a lot of things Iā€™ve never put into words before. I will have to digest them now. Alongside the orange and poppy seed cake I bought today that tastes like it was baked alongside a casserole. Itā€™s awful!“- someone out there is eating a casserole that tastes like it was baked alongside a poppy seed cake…

    anita

    #431791
    anita
    Participant

    Dear Blueman:

    Then you must understand how much self-blame and beating up I am doing“- yes, I believe I do understand and I know how it feels. Self-blame and beating myself up was almost a constant in my life. Sometimes I’d get a break, but not often, not for long (my longest breaks were when I was daydreaming, as in playing movies in my mind, pleasant love-story movies where I was.. everything I was not in real-life).

    It is only recently that I don’t feel the self-blame and beating myself up.. what a difference! I remember how it felt, it literally felt like some kind of a whip hitting me hard, a brain whip, if you will. It felt intensely painful.

    I remember long ago, I was a teenager or maybe early 20s, I said to myself: if I could have one day free of this Guilt (this is how I called it), then my life would be worthwhile. Fast forward, Finally, the brain whip is gone. I can still hardly believe it!

    I didn’t know how life can be, or feel, without the self-whipping. Nowadays, when I think of a mistake I just made, I remind myself that I don’t need to suffer for it, I can correct the mistake, or make a mental note on how to do better in the future, without the suffering (the whipping). I understand that the suffering itself is of no positive value and I am able to.. not suffer for my mistakes and faults. At the same time, I am improving myself, becoming a better and better person.

    It is interesting how ineffective that self-abuse has been all these years, it’s done the exact opposite of what it’s supposed to do (in the mind of the self-abuser, that is): it kept me from becoming a better person.

    Also, self- whipping when done regularly, is a mental- emotional habit. Like any habit, it’s difficult (but possible) to change.

    Back to your post: “The break up has had so much toll on me… It feels like all the Self-improvement I had done since coming to college has been ruined and gone down the drain. Like I am back to square one with my social anxiety and introverted nature and especially my self-esteem“- amazingly, this too is what I experienced so many times, over and over again. I’d type out what I called Rules 4 Life, as in guidelines of how to behave from now on, then start a New Life, a new page.. only to mess up, again, and again.. and again. The frustration was huge.

    She is on a pedestal to me“- it’d be a good day when she is off the pedestal, and you can look anyone in the eye and say: I am not less than you, I am not inferior to you.. We are equals!

    I have just 3 friends now and my girlfriend has left me“- at your age, in college, I had zero friends and no boyfriend or ex-boyfriend. You are a step ahead of me at your age (lol, if I may be funny, or try to be..?)

    Everything in future years (3rd and 4th) seems very bleak and lonely, I feel like my alone sad childhood self again“- isn’t it interesting, how we expect to re-experience childhood misery in the future (and we often do)?

    But I don’t want that for you, and you don’t have to. It is very possible for you to experience something different. But it takes time and the right kind of work. If you’d like me to, I’ll try to help you best I can, based on my experience.

    anita

    #431777
    anita
    Participant

    Dear Blueman: I will read and reply in about 6 hours from now.

    anita

    #431775
    anita
    Participant

    Continued (trigger warning, as always):

    I keep posting here because it is working for me, it gets me closer and closer to peace-of-mind. And if what I post here helps a single other person out there, that’s good enough for me, a worthy cause.

    I am alone this evening, not yet dark, autophobia. I feel the scream from the inside, inaudible, yet intensely, quietly, terribly loud: Mother! Help me! Somebody help me!

    This is not an intellectual exercise, here, it’s emotional: Help Me!

    I feel the despair. I feel the what’s-the-point, no one is here for me, no one is there for me, no one to hold me and help me.

    The Alone-ness.

    How is it that no one hears me, no one hears my cries?

    All alone, I am all alone, no one there for me?

    Autophobia, this means.. I am going to die, all alone?

    And no one knows, no one cares?

    I hear a noise outside,Ā  a helicopter in the sky perhaps, The noise is gone now, It’s quiet again. Alone. A bit of darkness outside, alone inside… Here’s the helicopter sound again.. someone is out there, a human being.Ā  Who is that person in the sky..?

    Those Formative Years of childhood, what they formed into me is a desperate alone-ness and loneliness, the there’s no one there for me.

    Judging by the desperate cries of a coyote pup a few years ago, one who found himself (or herself) alone, separated and far away from the pack that one night, it’s a terrible feeling, death-about-to-happen any moment. For a highly social animal (a human, a coyote, a dog) separation/ alone-ness = death.

    It’s darker now than when I started this post, not yet dark but really close to being dark, the closing of a day.

    anita

    #431774
    anita
    Participant

    Dear Blueman:

    I suffer from low self-esteem and a ton of insecurities“- this describes me when I was your age and many years after.

    I was unauthentic, trying excessively to be funny“- you didn’t believe that your true, authentic self was good enough for her, so you did your best to be someone else, someone worthy of her, someone funny.

    You did it for her, because you cared for her.

    While being intimate once I said something to her that she didnā€™t like, which I thought wouldā€™ve been harmless“- you thought it’d be harmless. You didn’t have a harmful intent.

    If you weren’t solely focused on your inadequacies, or imperfections, you would have noticed hers. No one is perfect. Everyone makes mistakes. Every day.

    I feel disgusted by myself how I handled the whole situation in most underconfident, foolish and anxious manner“- to me, you sound/ reads like a good, loving young person.

    anita

     

    #431773
    anita
    Participant

    Dear Seaturtle:

    I want to be a good friend, I want that to be a part of who seaturtle is… I need to learn when I need to let go of someone/something, but recently I gave up someone (you know who). And now I think I donā€™t want to do it again unless it is so so necessary”

    – I didn’t suggest that you let go of and give up on P. My point is, restated, that if you want a positive, relaxing birthday weekend in Palm Springs, then having a person who is, (your words),Ā  “so negative“, who “talks just so much, doesnā€™t allow a moment of silence… cuts me off… doesnā€™t listen when I talk…just waits to talk“, is not congruent with having a positive, relaxing weekend, not for you, and not for your roommate- friend.

    It is your birthday weekend to spend as you choose. Maybe having P will turn out to be a surprising delight. I don’t know.

    I read your recent posts about your boredom and restlessness, and what occurred to me is that you need the most- seems to me-Ā  a Ā why, as in what Vicktor Frankl wrote in his book, Man’s Search for Meaning: ā€œThose who have a ‘why’ to live, can bear with almost any ‘how’“, a why, a meaning, a “dedication to a cause greater than oneself”.

    Your grandmother Oma was born in 1942 in a bunker in Germany. Viktor Frankl, born in Austria, was 37 when your grandmother was born. Based on his experience in Auschwitz as a psychiatrist, he wrote Man’s Search for Meaning and founded logotherapy which is based on the premise that the primary motivational force of an individual is to find a meaning in life.

    anita

     

     

    #431765
    anita
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    Continued:

    Rage. What a potent, powerful emotion and what great, colossal damage it produces on an individual and on a global scale, from a mother dropping a shaming verbal bomb on her daughter, to a nation threatening to drop a nuclear bomb on another/ on all of us. How important it is to exercise restraint, and how much more restraint is needed.

    How crucial it is to replace rage with compassion, wherever, whenever possible, so to save ourselves and our world. Because we are all in it together, no matter how separated so many of us feel.

    As I am approaching the end part of my individual life, and as the world approaches the real-and-present danger of significant collapse, I am tying loose ends of misunderstandings, resolving needless personal suffering. It boils down to: rage needs to be expressed in non-violent ways, and then, be tamed, contained.

    anita

    #431759
    anita
    Participant

    Dear Nichole:

    Good to read this most interesting update, including that your father is doing better and is no longer on life support. I wish him continuing recovery!

    About your time in Arizona, you wrote: “I am proud to say that I survived and thrived during the experience…. I stayed at my brothers home for financial reasons. It just made more sense. We ended up having a good time catching up in between supporting my father… I also lost a lot of anger I used to have for him… here I was loving him. The relationship is not perfect but being reunited in some is peaceful. He apologized and admitted a few things… I like the peace and forgiveness that has come over me in regards to family. I feel like it is a part of me I was trying to deny for so long. And for good reason because I needed to“- May the peace and forgiveness that you feel last and last.

    “”As I adapt back into Florida time and work this week I am just trying to get back into gear with my own schedule and goals again.“- and may you focus on your life away and independently of your family.

    A walk on memory lane- exactly 2 years ago, on April 16, 2022, you posted: “A lot has changed since we last spoke. Although Iā€™ve been consistent with work and have caught up financially, it has become so stressful. Iā€™m working in a call center. The pain I feel and sense here is extreme. People intentionally triggering people all day long like a zoo! Iā€™m sorry if I seem more angry than usual. But I have had it. Iā€™m overwhelmed… I do not know what it was that calmed me. But I imagined it all last night and I imagine anyone holding me most nights… I miss someone to go to dinner with. I miss someone to go to the beach with. And so yes, I have extended myself to groups and even tried to date but it’s so hard to make new connections when I still have so much trauma built up and I feel like I keep adding more by trying to do everything alone“-

    – Less than an hour ago, I submitted a post about Loneliness. Loneliness was declared “a global public health concernā€Ā  by the World Health Organization a few months ago. The more socially/ emotionally connected we are to other people, in positively supportive ways, the healthier we are, physically and mentally!

    anita

    #431757
    anita
    Participant

    Dear SadSoul:

    Lemon tea cake will do, chocolate and tea do not go together!

    It just occurred to me to ask you: if you prefer that I don’t quote you and comment on each quote (my usual way of replying, as in the below), please let me know.

    Which brings me to my children who are so busy with their lives and events, I feel like Iā€™m the mother texting hello and they donā€™t reply for weeks.Ā  I try very hard to be happy theyā€™re so whole in themselves and their lives they donā€™t cling to me.Ā  Because Iā€™m alone and thereā€™s nothing much filling my life“- you did a good job leading them to be whole in themselves. It’s a shame though that there is a hole in your life.

    Regarding the aloneness you were talking about it your topic. I used to be terrified of being alone, literally my heart pounded, sweating, shaking, utter fear, the whole night long when I first lived alone… That fear evolved into loneliness rather than fear, and a few other emotions in between, till these days Iā€™m not afraid of being alone“-

    – I just read through Wikipedia‘s very long entry on loneliness:Ā “an unpleasant emotional response to perceived isolation… a perceived lack of connection and intimacy… Long term loneliness can cause various types of maladaptive social cognition such as hypervigilance and social awkwardness… If a man loses a friend for whatever reason, this may increase his loneliness, resulting in him developing maladaptive cognition such as excessive neediness and suspicion of other friends. Hence leading to a further loss of connection… Long term social isolation can cause hypervigilance…Ā  excessive cynicism and suspicion of other people, which in turn can be detrimental to interpersonal relationships. So, without intervention, chronic loneliness can be self-reinforcing… In both children and adults, loneliness often has a negative impact on learning and memory. Its disruption of sleep patterns can have a significant impact on the ability to function in everyday life”.

    This explains a lot about my decades-long experience with loneliness. Does the above shine any light on your experience?

    (As you probably know, the WHO declared loneliness to be “a global public health concern” a few months ago).

    “Iā€™m also a square peg in a round hole so I donā€™t make friends all that easily“- a square peg in a round hole: that was my.. decades long experience of chronic loneliness.

    anita

    #431754
    anita
    Participant

    Dear Bell:

    What I sense reading your recent 2nd post, and re-reading the first is the excessive fear of being alone, aka autophobia.

    I will die without him“- fear of being alone/ without him, a fear as intense as the fear of death.

    I do believe that I have both avoidant and anxious attachment styles from having an absent father in many ways“- part of you (the anxious attachment part) is so afraid to be left alone in the future, anticipating how terrible it will be. Another part (the avoidant attachment part) is trying to put an end to the anxious anticipation of being left alone in the future.. by bringing the feared future to the present, making the breakup happen already, so you are not afraid anymore that it will happen.

    I’ve seen a psychologist once since we ‘broke up’ it did help me feel a whole lot better“-Ā  I think that you felt so much better during and sometime after that one session with the psychologist, not only because of what she said, but because with her, you did not feel alone. You felt that you were being listened to, being attended to, being someone’s priority, as in someone cares about you…?

    I have another psychologist appointment coming up and many more to come after that one, but the time between appointments feels so long and I feel very alone“- I feel very alone, key words. During the session above you felt a whole lot better because you were not alone. But in between appointments.. you feel very alone.

    my psychologist told me that… I am trying to run away from my relationship because of a fear of being left alone“- there it is, fear of being left alone (I wrote the above before this part registered in my mind).

    The anxiety and o bad thoughts are still constant. I have been refraining from bringing these up with him and only mentioning it here and there because I do not want to worry him and upset him anymore… The pushing him away and pulling him in has been really hard for him and I hate that Iā€™m doing this to him“- it’s kind/ loving of you to care about not worrying and upsetting him!

    I found during the time we were apart that I had this constant fear that I was nobody’s first choice anymore and I felt so alone and absolutely devastated… Itā€™s like this horrible feeling that the world is closing in around me and I wonā€™t ever feel happy again“- this is how autophobia feels like. This has been my experience, as I too suffer from autophobia (I didn’t know of the term until a few days ago, and I wrote about it in my own thread since).

    I am guessing that growing up, you too (like me) were left terribly alone, maybe physically, maybe emotionally, being ignored, being no one’s priority?

    anita

     

    #431750
    anita
    Participant

    Dear Blueman:

    I hope that you will feel better soon.

    At one point I got obsessed with this person. I think I experienced Limerence… Once we dated my intense anxiety and negative thinking caught me up and destroyed our connection“- anxiety, negative thinking and obsession do destroy.

    Finally, it ended in 1.5 months. Ruined it all with my own hands My partner trusted in me yet I failed her… The guilt is so overwhelming… Everyone has been telling me I am being too hard on myself but am I?“- since the short, 1.5 month relationship ended, you’ve been obsessing about having failed your now ex-girlfriend, and you fee guilty about it.. obsessed with guilt.

    I’d approach this particular obsession on two fronts:

    (1) your childhood history of feeling responsible for failing someone.. one of your parents, perhaps?

    (2) the short history with your girlfriend: in what ways, in actual terms, do you think you have failed or hurt her, in only 1.5 months?

    anita

     

     

     

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