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May 22, 2024 at 9:41 am in reply to: Past Hurts & Present Concerns: Advice Needed for a Stronger Bond #433009anitaParticipant
Dear Henryanhng:
Welcome and thank you for your appreciation of the forums!
“Two broken engagements have left me with residual doubts about my ability to fully commit and trust in marriage… sometimes the emotions surrounding these past relationships can still be intense. These emotions can occasionally trigger false hope about reconnecting with an ex, which ultimately leads to feelings of guilt towards my current girlfriend… My personal preferences in this area (physical expression) don’t seem to align with her, and this has unfortunately led to a decrease in my overall desire for intimacy, causing me worry and concern“-
– As I understand it, your bond with your current girlfriend is not strong enough (the title of your thread: “Concerns.. for a Stronger Bond“), partly because she does not adequately communicate openly with you (“I believe in open communication. That’s why I’m reaching out for advice“, reaching out here, in the forums, not reaching out to her, not at this point, at least), and there is a certain sexual incompatibility between the two of you, resulting in your reduced physical- sexual attraction to her.
You are also dealing with lingering distrust following two broken engagements, as well as a lingering emotional attachment/ longing to one or both of your ex fiancées, which causes you to feel guilty in regard to your girlfriend.
“I’m reaching out for advice. Has anyone else faced similar challenges? What strategies have you found helpful in building a stronger foundation for intimacy and connection?“-
– I have faced great challenges in trusting people, and still do (to a lesser, or lessening extent). Distrust and Intimacy and Connection are antithetical, they don’t go together.
Trust is necessary for a strong bond.
The question, as I see it, is: is your distrust in your girlfriend a function of who she really is, or is it a function of your past inaccurately projected into her?
In other words: did you do your best to openly communicate with her, over time, in an inviting way (a sensitive, gentle way), and she did not reciprocate, or became defensive or offensive as a result?
Or did she share with you that, let’s say, that she’s shy and it is very difficult for her to ask for what she wants, or maybe even to know what she wants?
“Helpful in building a stronger foundation for intimacy and connection” is the feeling of safety in each other’s company (no aggression, direct or indirect), really listening to each other (putting oneself in the other’s shoes, so to speak), being patient with each other, validating each other’s feelings, being accepting vs critical.
About your guilt regarding your feeling, at times, of hope about reconnecting with an ex: we don’t choose how we feel. No choice= No Personal Responsibility= No Valid Guilt. We are responsible for what we say (or type), and what we do.
anita
anitaParticipantDear Meatball:
On May 4 (Saturday), you wrote: “Thursday again while at work she texted saying that she ‘‘is all in and wants to do the work’… She’s been texting / calling the entire weekend and wants to make things work. I just don’t know what to do.”-
– since then, you decided on what to do, and that was (1) to take her word, that she is all in, and wants to do the work, that she wants to make things work, which she texted you May 2, twenty days ago, and throughout the following weekend, less than 3 weeks ago, (2) to let her and her daughter stay in your house rent/ expense free and (3) to attend couple therapy with her, and have her attend individual therapy, all financed by you, if I understand correctly.
This is very generous of you and it is a very loving thing to do. She needs to appreciate your love and efforts at least as much as I do (a person who never met you in-person), and this means that she needs to keep her word to you, and keep doing the work required.
May 22: “(The therapist) basically told her that ‘IF’ she’s willing to do the work it will take years of therapy to help her. I’m cautiously optimistic!“- I support your optimism and caution, and I ask you to take good care of yourself first, on a regular basis, every day, because your mental health matters no less than hers, and if you don’t take care of your own mental health, you will not be able to help her on the long-term.
I am adding quotes from a few online sources that are very interesting to me, a complex trauma survivor myself. Reading, copying and pasting the following is helpful to me, and I figure it may help you as well. It may help you with a better understanding of what she needs in a relationship with a therapist, and what she needs in a relationship with you (“Safety first… a physically and emotionally secure environment… Trustworthiness and transparency… honesty, reliability, and clear communication… providing choices… to restore their sense of control… patience, understanding, practical support, and encouragement… listening, validating their feelings, and reassuring them“, see below):
Very well health/ what is trauma: “Trauma can either be physical or emotional. Physical trauma is a serious bodily injury. Emotional trauma is the emotional response to a disturbing event or situation. ..* Acute emotional trauma is the emotional response that happens during and shortly after a single distressing event. * Chronic emotional trauma is a long-term emotional response a person experiences from prolonged or repeated distressing events that span months or years. Additionally, complex emotional trauma is the emotional response associated with multiple different distressing events that may or may not be intertwined
Sandstone care/ types of trauma: “Type 1 trauma refers to an unexpected, single-incident trauma. Also referred to as ‘Big T’ or acute trauma, it is commonly related to Post-traumatic stress disorder. Examples of Type 1 traumatic events can include: * Violent or sexual assault * Life-threatening illness or serious injury * The traumatic loss of a loved one or someone close to you… Type 2 trauma, also known as complex trauma, refers to trauma that may involve childhood experiences or traumatic experiences during early development. Repetitive trauma is also a type 2 trauma where trauma is repeated. Complex trauma often becomes part of a relationship in which a person becomes stuck. This occurs in situations such as child abuse from caregivers. Common examples of type 2 traumatic events can include: * Childhood abuse * Domestic violence… * Bullying…
Psychology today/ trauma processing, when and when not: “Research has found that telling the trauma story is ineffective in bringing relief from symptom of trauma and sometimes can be harmful (retraumatizing)… A heavy focus on telling the traumatic story reflects outdated notions of what trauma does to people and how to treat it. Traumatic memories are not stored in a way that they can be deeply accessed by verbal interactions based on cognitive or logical processes. Trauma is stored somatically, that is, in the body… Traumatic memories reside as frozen experiences within…
“If we begin therapy by focusing on the trauma story itself, the risk is high that we will add to the injury and pain. Early work should focus instead on restoring a sense of safety, on helping the survivor to discover and draw on their resources, and on self-regulation. Only after a client has been able to achieve a reduction in the alertness that typically follows trauma and a strengthened awareness of resources for coping with stress should we consider strategies that directly deal with the trauma story. Such preparation reduces the odds that reviewing the trauma will cause emotional flooding and retraumatization”.
Positive psychology/ trauma informed therapy: “Trauma-informed care… is based on a number of crucial principles that are essential for successful therapy:… 1. Safety first The primary focus is creating a physically and emotionally secure environment, including maintaining confidentiality and establishing clear boundaries to help survivors regain control and trust. 2. Trustworthiness and transparency Essential in trauma therapy, trust is built through honesty, reliability, and clear communication, forming the bedrock of the therapeutic relationship. 3. Empowerment and choice Addressing the powerlessness often felt by trauma survivors, autonomy involves providing choices, involving them in treatment decisions, and recognizing their strengths to restore their sense of control”.
Hopeful heart counseling/ stages of trauma recovery explained by a therapist: Helping a loved one through trauma recovery involves patience, understanding, practical support, and encouragement to seek professional help when needed. Providing basic needs such as food, shelter, and transport, as well as assisting with finances and childcare, can offer invaluable support during this challenging time. Being emotionally there for your loved one is also crucial; listening, validating their feelings, and reassuring them can significantly impact their healing process. Encouraging them to seek professional help when necessary and offering your unwavering support can make a world of difference in their recovery journey… How can I support a loved one through trauma recovery? Provide practical and emotional support, and encourage professional help when necessary – these are the best ways to support a loved one through trauma recovery”.
anita
anitaParticipantContinued:
She did something every day and she did it massively, so much that it often affects me negatively in real-life, presently. I am aware of it these days more than ever before, I notice when it happens, and I want to resolve this issue. I never adequately addressed it, and I never resolved it. It is unpleasant for me to bring it up and to elaborate on it. But here it is nonetheless:
As the Paranoid Personality Disordered person that she has been all my life, she kept spewing out massive amounts of negative talk about every person in real-life: neighbors, “friends”, family members, strangers, everyone. Every person got his or her turn to sink into her verbal sewage of condemnation and vilification. Her accusatory theme was that they.. EVERYONE was using her, taking advantage of her, and those everyone were fortunate people with fortunate easy lives taking advantage of an unfortunate woman with a very difficult life.
She used to invite those people to her home, feed them, treat them like royalty, or see them at events like weddings and holidays give them expensive gifts, and then complain to me, at great lengths, how they took advantage of her by eating the food she worked so hard to buy and prepare, how they accepted her expensive gifts and didn’t reciprocate, something like that. I used to FUME about it, to see my poor mother, my most unfortunate, hard working mother being taken advantage of by the fortunate people.
I tried my best to talk to her, to tell her to not feed those bad people, to not give them expensive gifts, but she refused to listen. And when I told her that I will tell them myself, so to stop this injustice, she forbade me from doing so, threatening to murder me if I do.
And so, I was forced to silently observe her feeding and gifting and being super, super nice to the fortunate, selfish people who ruthlessly took advantage of my poor mother; my heart was beating fast in anger, but I kept the anger in, unable, unallowed to say or do anything about it.
She viewed people negatively, suspiciously, with condemnation, presenting everyone as Selfish, Bad, Corrupt.
I didn’t have the opportunity to view any person as Good, or even Neutrally, they were all covered with Bad, and a lot of Bad, with details and stories, gossip that she told me directly, and gossip I heard her telling others. It included details of neighbors’ and cousins’ sexual practices, things I couldn’t unhear once I heard them.
So, I’d see a neighbor, a cousin.. and I’d know those sexual things they did, images in my mind.
I’d see a person smiling at me, and I’d think: I know how bad you are, how selfishly you are taking advantage of my poor mother!
Everyone I met, as a child, was covered with Bad, placed there by my mother.
Fast forward, in real-life, I see people covered with dirt every day (figuratively), people taking advantage, unfair advantage, bad people using the less fortunate (when it isn’t so, when people are imperfect, but not bad!), and I get very angry; and I remain quiet, just as I did back then.
Basically, what happens is I see a person having a selfish moment, a dishonest moment, and I emotionally over-react, as in: this person is the kind that destroyed my mother, took advantage of her, bad, bad person. I don’t view the person with moderation. After all, I am not perfect myself, I have my selfish moments.
I want to see people as they are, without the layer of dirt/ badness so easily attached to them.
To be continued.
anita
anitaParticipantDear Arie1276:
I am very pleased to read from you again! We first communicated in your first thread on Feb 16, 2022. That was.. less than 2 months before you met your current husband for the first time (April 1, 2022). After not posting for about 2.5 months, you submitted a post for me on March 21, 2023 and on June 4, 2023, telling me that you are doing well, that you were married for 10 months at that point, and that you went on a nice vacation with your husband 2 weeks before, that it was like a 2nd honeymoon.
I wasn’t able to reply to your 3/21 and 6/4 posts because I deleted my account sometime in Feb 2023. Soon after I returned to the forums, under a different account, I submitted a post for you in your previous thread, on Sept 15, 2023 (“Dear Arie1276: I hope that you are still doing well, over three months since your last post above. I don’t know if you are still following the activity on your thread, so if you are reading this and would like to talk further, please let me know”).
Again, good to read from you again!
And now to this thread and your original post:
“The following morning, I received a nasty text from her. She proceeded to tell me I was a slut and a boyfriend stealer…“- yes, I remember, you shared about this before, and I remember that it greatly distressed you.
“We did end up reconciling and started hanging out again. Then I was gonna play match maker and set up a date with a male friend and Amy. Well my male friend confessed he liked me and wanted to date me. I said no. I told Amy this“- oh, oh. I wish you didn’t tell her that, it’d only cement her jealousy!
“and again she accused me and told me she didn’t trust me and I steal everyone… She would also not speak to me or any of my family members during family gatherings. Instead she would cling to her bf like someone is going to steal him from her. Which is sad! Real friends don’t act this way“- I would completely give up on the idea of being friends with her, and no longer hang out with her outside family gatherings to which you are both invited as family. And I would keep a polite, light and minimal exchange with her during the family gatherings; nothing more, nothing less.
anita
anitaParticipantDear Kshitij:
You are welcome, and yes, intrusive thoughts are the core symptom of OCD. Every person who suffers from OCD, suffers from intrusive thoughts.
anita
anitaParticipantDear SadSoul:
“I hope you’re relaxed in your cosy lounge room, enjoying a cup of something that makes your heart sing“- as I read this sentence, I was drinking sweetened vinegar pickle juice: opened a pickle juice jar, added water and a mix of stevia and monk fruit sugar, good for an aging digestive system, highly recommended, if you have the stomach for it. I just ate some of the pickles, very acidic.
Raining cats and dogs here, was out and about anyway, cutting blackberries in between apple trees, using a hoe. In the rain. Plus a shortened, about 2 km walk. Okay (disgusted face emoji), enough with the pickles.. way too acidic.
“That is a possibility. As I sit here contemplating all my grey hair“- I remember my young days when I had grey in my hair. (Grey started at 30 or so)
“My car costs about what most people earn in a week“- I won’t judge. I am the least materialistic person in the county, country maybe. I don’t carry a wallet or a purse with me, I don’t shop, I rarely drive, and my only inspiration in regards to clothing is to find someone to patch the holes in 3 of my old jeans.
“I wondered though, where was your father in all this??“- they divorced when I was 6, I think. I have only 1 memory of him before the divorce, and that was a huge, scary fight they had late at night. He visited after the divorce but she took over the visits, talking and talking, so there was no 1-to-1 interaction between me and him, except, perhaps, when I escorted him to the bus stop. As a teenager, I have a nice- 1-image- memory of me sitting in a restaurant having steak and chips (he was there but no image of him), another no-image memory of being at the zoo with him, and/ or a bowling alley. I do have more memories of him as a 20+, he tried to be good to me then.. he tried. Thing is, my monster talked negatively about him and about everybody else, and so much, that I was heavily and negatively prejudiced about him and about everyone else, including myself (I’ll post about it in my thread sometime soon, when I am under the influence of something other than pickle juice. He smoked heavily, almost non-stop, including when he was dying in the hospital.
I wish I had the opportunity to talk to him, and to other people back then without the thick layer of negativity with which she enveloped everyone.
anita
May 21, 2024 at 12:06 pm in reply to: growing up – becoming adul / procrastination – in connection to childhood trauma #432894anitaParticipantDear Robi:
As I read, yet again, and more thoroughly this morning, through your first 2 threads and parts of your third, my challenge was to copy and paste as little as possible from all your massive writings, so to not be distracted, so to create a clear, focused picture in my mind. And indeed, following 5 hours of reading and studying, I see something major that I didn’t see before. First the quotes, then my comments:
“I still feel uncomfortable around them and I still don’t feel connection.. I was very attached to them as child (very young barely remember something)… About one thing I am sure. They never gave me privacy or the feeling of freedom… I never had my own space… I felt controlled… Being a big part of my childhood trapped in their workplace (June 8-10, 2018).
“If I stay here I will always be helped by my parents and I will always feel controlled… I would describe both of them as being anxious and disconnected. My father never makes eye contact with me… my parents never had fun, never really had a social life.. inactive” (Dec 7, 2018).
“I finally made it back to Spain. For the last week while still home, I felt really anxious and unsure about coming here. I was starting to even consider possibilities like becoming a police officer in my home town… But I left anyway on the 5th of February. My mom took me to the airport, I flew and I was here again. I was very tired from the long trip and I felt extremely anxious and unsure… I arrived few hours ago and I was already thinking about going back. Everything looked so intimidating… I am too anxious to be here. I wanted to call them and tell them I am going to come home” (Feb 8, 2019).
“Up until the age of 29 I was basically fully and later partially supported by my parents. I have to admit, although comfortable, there was a lot of frustration in me because of that. I wanted my independence… During the period when I was fully independent, every time we talked on the phone they would offer to help me financially If I needed it. They would even insist… It’s Christmas!.. We went to spend a couple of weeks with my parents… I wanted to ask my parents for their financial support in order for me to become a Personal Trainer… At first, my mother was thrilled – ‘oh, finally! you’re doing something! we were worried about you. why didn’t you tell us earlier? I give you the money right now if you want!’. That felt good! It felt like a welcoming hug… She cornered me and started a fight – told me I didn’t care about them and I only cared about myself… she said to me – ‘You’re living in 3 days. From that point, you’re on your own’ She didn’t talk to us for the next days… I called my mother 10 days after we left… I ended up listening to a 40 minutes monologue – her telling me how bad many things I’ve done as a kid and that I deserved to be hit. And she was joking when she told me I’d be placed into foster care” (Feb 18-19, 2024).
“Very often I’ve heard from them (actually my mother mostly) things like: ‘please don’t forget us’, ‘keep calling us’ , ‘don’t leave us’… Me being financially supported by them does keep us connected– so I see indeed a good reason there to keep the status quo… As for my mother, your description is perfect. ‘crazy – not sensible or reasonable. She seems bitter, angry, chronically stressed, perhaps, unaware/ having no insight into herself or into others.. unpredictable, impulsive’… Her traumas are showing in her body, but she doesn’t hear it. I am very often worried, and I find it hard to live my own life knowing she needs so much help” (Feb 20, 2024).
“I don’t miss being controlled and observed by my parents all the time though. But does it have to be like that?… I think I can set my boundaries better now. I’d like to be able to go back to what I believe is partly my house, to the country I grew up in, without being afraid of becoming a trapped kid again. I don’t want to be avoiding going there – that place should be a place where I can feel at home and I don’t want to run away from it” (May 16, 2024).
“In the last 4 years, I’ve spent about 2 to 3 months a year living there… I often felt uncomfortable around my parents… we don’t really have that much to talk about… in the last years I was working online so I’ve had my own source of income – although they didn’t really let me pay for many things and always insisted on paying for everything – treating me like a guest… Having their words of disappointment and discouragement is quite literally the last thing I need right now” (May 18, 2024).
“I was working from home, very often in the garden and in my free time I was doing my workouts and spend a lot of time in the nature. I was be mostly on my own when I was there. They live in a much bigger house now, where I finally have my own room and a separate entrance – so in that respect I do get a lot more privacy. The worst part was the fact that we don’t really talk much when I’m there.. There isn’t that much to talk about.. so they watch a lot of tv and just go on with their day. I do my thing… I do believe there are ways for us to heal and accept each other more. They have no one else but me… I see they are suffering on a daily basis.. my mother is stuck on her phone almost non stop scrolling social media – she’s heavily addicted. She cannot listen to more than 10 seconds of any of my stories without getting distracted and tuning out. At the end of my conversation there will usually be no reaction from her.. she just has no idea what I’ve said to her…. Her body shows her all the pain she hasn’t worked on… Both of them feel miserable most of the time. I clearly see that and I feel sorry for them.. I really do. They often say they love me very much and I’m the most important to them. (I know.. I don’t much competition do I ?)…I still think we can be a family…I think they would feel disappointed if I left Spain. While I lived in Poland they encouraged me to move back to Spain” (May 19, 2024).
My comments/ the picture I see: at the edge of the picture, I see that financial independence on your part will not change the ways your parents behave toward you. They will not treat you like an adult when you are financially independent from them.
At the center of the picture, I see that what stands between you and further adulting is, not your financial independence, but your excessive emotional attachment to your parents. This part is a surprise to me. Your early-on and many shares about how disconnected it’s been in your home growing up and still, how uncomfortable you feel around them, how you don’t like them, or hate them, etc., I didn’t think that you were emotionally attached to them (not since you were in kindergarten, that is, as you shared).
But I was wrong. Notice what you shared above, on Feb 8, 2019, it clearly shows intense attachment to your parents, excessive, for an adult. Notice how their offer of money during Christmas of last year felt like a “welcoming hug”. And most recently, on May 19, 2024, your strong attachment to them is evident, still wanting to be a family after all these years of disconnectedness.
And the strangest thing that I see today, strangest because it didn’t occur to me before, is that your parents are way less attached to you than you are to them: both have been miserable while you lived there with them, your father doesn’t create eye contact with you, was never involved in your life, neither was your mother, neither listens or talks with you about matters that interest you; your mother having threatened to send you away to foster care, and during Christmas of last year, she told you that in 3 days after the visit with her, you’d be on your own. And notice how encouraging they have been for you to live away from them, in Spain. Most recently you were afraid to tell them that you are leaving Spain and heading.. their way, afraid that it will disappoint them.
I think that your parents are and have been just too.. stressed to be attached to you, too stressed to invest in a relationship with you. Just like she expressed to you last Christmas, paraphrased: it’s been too stressful, too difficult for her to be a mother.
If you consider what I wrote here, if you find it to be true, it may weaken your attachment to them, motivate you to not try to connect with them (that’s likely to increase their stress), and make you able, emotionally to make a life for yourself, your own life, your own way! It doesn’t mean that you need to cut contact with them.. just not live with them, and limit the length of visits.
anita
anitaParticipantDear Eva:
“I wanted the divorce 30 years ago, then I went on repeating the same old pattern of meaningless or self-destructive relationships“- a destructive childhood followed by a self-destructive adulthood? This has been my story, and the story of too many people.
“He did everything he could to keep me and waited for years in the hope of reconciliation, looking back I can say I was cruel, and unkind to him while avoiding real communication, in all this time I never tried very hard to understand why I just up and left“- I just up and left because staying felt like being trapped (trapped in a situation similar to my childhood). Freedom was about.. Leaving, back then, so it felt.
“Something struck me differently this time while we were talking.. there he was.. an older man in front of me, but all I could see was the young guy I married who had his heart wide open.. full of joy, kindness, and love.. fully committed, and all mine.. I almost cried!“- Freedom, so I am finding out, is about opening up one’s closed heart and inviting back the ability and practice of, as the song goes, to love and be loved in return.
“He finally remarried a few years back… did I leave him because, for the first time, I felt I was in the right place with the right man and I feared the commitment and intimacy that the relationship required?!“- I think that no place is the right place, and no man is the right man when a woman’s mind and heart are not in the right place.
“But, more importantly, why did it take 30 years for me to get in touch with these feelings?“- maybe during this time, while you were talking with him, your heart and mind were in the right place?
anita
anitaParticipantContinued:
Pitch black angry eyes looking at me, a mild smile, an anticipation to see the hurt in my face, and when seeing it, satisfaction registered on her face. This has been my life= my death with my mother. When she noticed my pain, it was her Victory.
I was neither born for this competition, nor was I prepared for it. I was not motivated to Win, I wasn’t prepared for a War with my mother.
I didn’t know.. I didn’t know I was supposed to- according to my mother- to Fight, to Win or Lose.
I was born with this baby-expectation of.. love, of No-War with.. Mother..?
Didn’t have the privilege, the.. miracle (so it seems) of no-war with my mother.
No War?
What kind of experience is that. How does it feel?
I’d never know.
I was born to an enemy, ready to fight me.
I was born for a battle.
She was there to Fight me, Enemy,
I was searching for Love, while she hated me,
And accused ne of being worthy of her hate,
I didn’t know,
I thought I was just a baby, being born with no evil intents,
But not according to her.
No, this was never a mother,
I never had a mother,
I never had a mother.
Anger at her? It’s very difficult for me to take a stand against her, simply because I didn’t have the time to prepare my case,
To argue, to fight,
I needed Love before Fight,
And got no Love,
Expressing my anger: mother, no-mother, Enemy, you positioned yourself an enemy, so early on, and onwards,
So what I grew up/ in with.. is an enemy,
Nothing I could do about it,
Just the way it was,
My story, a story on Enemy vs baby me, child me-
– it’s a good thing I can see it so clearly now, see it just as it always was,
She said: I know I am treating you wrong, but what can you do? You have nowhere else to go.
She said just that.
It was not a mother/ daughter situation,
It was an Enemy and unsuspecting, unprepared enemy-target situation,
I am prepared now, old, old woman: you were never a mother, never my mother, you were an Enemy, from the very beginning of .. me.
anita
anitaParticipantDear SadSoul:
“No, no no no! You didn’t fail. My mind went off on a tangent and I found a piece of healing in that little wander. I do that a bit, get side tracked with my own shizz“- every time I get a s.. sound word from you, I think of using it in a poem for you: Shizz Sad Soul; She is cool and awesome: Not at all shizzy…
“Must be the Alzheimer’s kicking in“- you must be older than I am, lol. (aka haha)
“I’m still rolling the ideas around like a lemon flavoured lolly, savouring the sweetness of the sounds of the sentences“- poetic, if you don’t mind me saying so. I am so curious about how you sound saying this sentence, your accent.
“because – because – because. Because… it is taking some space to realise I have a growth opportunity here that I’ve never recognised. Thank you for calling me out on this“- you are welcome, funny, funny, Funny SadSoul, funny in a very delightful way, way, ways that delight me.
“This is something you wrote the other day that I thoroughly enjoyed reading… I loved this. As I listen to the sounds of the animal kingdom living, the wind in the trees whispering of the living they’ve seen, the warmth in the air, the gentle yet powerful rhythms that the blessed non human things in this world live every day. This is where I need to stop before I make a negative observation about humans.. see! I’m so very torn between positivity and negativity. Need courage to let go.“- – As I listen to the sounds.. the wind .. whispering of the living they’d seen…
Sad Soul needs the courage to let go, to let go of… (I need to let go of) the sounds of fear, the sounds of guilt, the sounds of shame, the sounds of unnecessary suffering.
anita (no s in my name, disappointed-face-emoji))
anitaParticipantDear Laven:
I just received online a document titled “Personal Bill of Rights”, meant for survivors of sexual and other kinds of abuses. It may help both of us (and anyone who reads this post):
“… I have the right to say ‘no’ to a request for sex, I have the right to keep others out of my personal space, I have needs and can take steps to meet them or try to meet them, I have the right to express my feelings in a nonharmful way, I have the right to make mistakes, I have the right to change my mind (and what I believe), I have the right to ask for help, I have the right to set a boundary, I have the right to be alone if I want to be… I have the right to set goals and prioritize them, I have the right to stop making unrealistic demands on myself, I have the right to stop blaming myself for things for which I am not responsible, I have the right to believe that I can succeed, I have the right to be healthier than those around me, I have the right to forgive myself when I am not perfect”.
anita
anitaParticipantDear SadSoul:
“Here’s a new trick I’m trying so very hard to get the brain to learn… Retraining the brain to accept the guilty, anxious, worthless feelings in the body, but not to think them through because that only creates more negative chemical responses… without dissection“- excellent trick. I want to practice this myself.
“This is a nosey question, how old are you? I sort of think we’re of a similar age, and life isn’t over yet!“- I am young enough to be alive, old enough to know that my personal life will be over.
“My lifestyle wasn’t the gypsy one he lived for. Except he used me to provide the stability he needed to be able to live his carefree life.. all provided to him with his steadfast refusal to contribute towards any of the running expenses. My goodness, I’m feeling a bit angry while typing that! Go me!“- no shame, no guilt in feeling angry! He took advantage of you financially and rewarded you with criticism: a double whammy, aka as doppelter Schlag, in German.
“It’s hard to get away from feeling like my life is wasted though. The older I get the more I approach the end and wish I had the courage and ability to make it worth more. One step at a time and enough of these negative thoughts!“- it is interesting to me that I thought that my post about courage etc., would bring positive thoughts to your mind, an inspiration of sorts. I am sorry for the failed delivery, SadSoul!
anita
May 20, 2024 at 9:16 am in reply to: growing up – becoming adul / procrastination – in connection to childhood trauma #432862anitaParticipantDear Robi:
“They live in a much bigger house now, where I finally have my own room and a separate entrance – so in that respect I do get a lot more privacy… they watch a lot of tv and just go on with their day. I do my things“- I am glad they live in a much bigger house and that when you’re there, you have your own room and a separate entrance!
“I don’t hate them… they themselves haven’t had healthy childhood experiences… Communist Romania wasn’t what you’d call the land of opportunity“- my empathy is with them and with you.
“They have no one else but me. Their parents died years ago, there are no more uncles, aunts, cousins who are in close contact with them. They also don’t have any friends. They only have each other… and me“- I am guessing that there are people with the same background as your parents, same age, same location, same Communist Romania history who do have close contact with uncles, aunts, cousins and friends?
Why don’t they?
And why don’t they have close contact with their own son (“The worst part was the fact that we don’t really talk much when I’m there.. There isn’t that much to talk about.. so they watch a lot of tv and just go on with their day. I do my things“)?
I am not blaming them, as in suggesting that they are bad people. I think instead, that they are incapable people, incapable of close contact: true to your mother, more than your father perhaps.
“I do believe there are ways for us to heal and accept each other more“- the extreme lack of close contact between you and your parents for 3 decades, is not promising in regard to creating close contact/ healing between the three of you. But I can’t say it is impossible, I can’t predict the future. Miracles (rarely) happen.
“I see they are suffering on a daily basis.. my mother is stuck on her phone almost non stop scrolling social media – she’s heavily addicted. She cannot listen to more than 10 seconds of any of my stories without getting distracted and tuning out. At the end of my conversation there will usually be no reaction from her.. she just has no idea what I’ve said to her… My father… likes to scroll his phone too.. quite a lot… Both of them feel miserable most of the time. I clearly see that and I feel sorry for them.. I really do“- there is no close contact between the two of them either. I too feel sorry for them.
“I don’t want to completely cut them off – I still think we can be a family.. as much as we can and know so far“- yes, you can continue to be a family of no close contact, just like it’s been so far. From your description of your mother, it reads like she is truly incapable of close contact with another human being. I remember now that I suggested this to you some time ago, now edited: that your mother offering you money has been her way to express love that she is generally unable to feel or express.
“I believe trying to understand and showing genuine interest in where they came from and what their experiences have been – this as well is a sign of adulting… Shouldn’t this as well be a sign of adulting?“- I wonder how many, if any, of the uncles, aunts, cousins and others who expressed genuine interest in your parents, were met with your mother’s/ parents’ inability to reciprocate.. and unreciprocated, their interest evaporated.
Think of your past efforts to show genuine interest in your parents. What were their reactions? If they reacted in ways that were harmful to you (made you feel acutely alone, perhaps), then adulting would be to no longer show genuine interest in them (even if you still feel it).
“Going to Romania makes more sense financially, since I would spend a lot less money there“- I understand this point.
“These days I keep questioning if leaving Alicante is actually the right thing to do or not.. I’m so tired, stressed and foggy lately and I don’t seem to know how to choose anymore… I haven’t ‘adulted’ as much as I’d like and it doesn’t feel great. I think I’m doing the best I can, the best I’ve learned so far… The more I learn – the more I see how little I understand. That’s ridiculous“- this is indeed the nature of true learning: the more you learn, the more there is to learn. It is when a person believes they know all that there is to know, that they are.. not learning anymore.
Your indecisiveness, your doubts, it’s a habit of your mind, that’s where your brain habitually goes when you make this or that decision, or soon after, and this is what’s happening now. When you feel foggy, your brain being fried under the influence of doubt, so to speak, repeat to yourself: I made the right decision. And shake the doubts off from your brain, hush them. When the doubts return, repeat.
anita
anitaParticipantDear Laven:
“A lot of times I feel guilty for my feelings towards everything and also sharing. I feel like everything is always my fault and that I deserve everything. I feel embarrassed and humiliated for my feelings…and also my life experiences. I also feel like a bad person and feel like I shouldn’t feel the way that I do“- what you described here reads exactly like how I felt as far ago as I remember myself. I felt Guilty, with a capital G. Guilty for everything, just like you wrote, and I was very ashamed of my feelings and my life experiences. I still do, more than I would like, but I made great progress and more to be done.
It feels quite recently that I accept my emotions with little to no shame, and that I forgive myself for life experiences that I am not proud of, to say the least. I learned, finally, that I don’t choose my emotions, therefore, I carry no personal responsibility= no guilt for how I feel. Guilt applies to my words (spoken or typed) and actions when those are wrong. Not to my feelings.
“I feel terrible for always discussing the heartbreak I’ve felt in life, and am currently going through“- please discuss your heartbreak for as long as you would like to,, and at any length you choose.
“I’ve been minimized my whole life and I’ve learned very early in childhood that I shouldn’t prioritize myself, that everyone else comes first, and that my self, thoughts, feelings, problems, etc.… I’m not important, neither are the things I go through“- again, as I read this, it is as if I wrote it. Growing up with my mother who guilt- tripped me a whole lot (telling me at great lengths how I hurt her, how she’s so hurt because of me), I believed that I was a bad daughter/ a bad person. No wonder I minimized something (myself) I believed to be bad, not worthy of having my own life. In my mind, she was good and she was the one who mattered; I was bad, and didn’t deserve to matter. So, I .. kind of lived her life, not mine
“I feel overwhelmed, directionless, and stressed with life... It’s disheartening and a struggle watching my foster mom deteriorate and suffer from depression… Even after how she’s always been towards me, it saddens me deeply to watch her struggle and suffer…“- I see that your empathy is with your foster mother, not with yourself. For the longest time, my empathy was with my mother, not with myself. Therefore, my life did not belong to me for the longest time. I let circumstances and other people determine what happened to me. I was Helpless (just like the title you chose for this thread, and with a capital H) in my own life, as in unable to make it better, unable to make my own choices for my own good. Guilty and Helpless, I too felt overwhelmed, directionless, and stressed with life.
I hope it gets better.
anita
anitaParticipantDear Kshitij:
You are welcome. I am glad you felt it comforting to type down your recent post. For as long as it is comforting, please type down your thoughts, anytime and at any length!
“I feel emotionally exhausted by having either intrusive or enraged thoughts“- the rage in the thoughts is especially exhausting because the intense anger (rage) prepares the body for physical action (the heart works harder, for one, in preparation to fight), and when there is no action, the preparation lasts so long, heart working hard for so long, that the person gets exhausted.
(I am adding the boldface feature selectively to the quotes): “I had felt this intense grief when I was facing the issue with scholarship and it has remained within me, refusing to fade away. Never in my life I had felt such an intense pain, such an intense grief (not even during the time I was in the worst of my health…)… Hurt because the entire situation was uncalled for, it was because a bureaucrat found it satisfying for their whimsical reasons to keep my application pending…. that officer deliberately withheld my file”-
– Reads like you believe that it was not a mistake on the part of the particular bureaucrat/ officer, but a deliberate attempt to hurt you, and that the officer found it satisfying to hurt you. What do you base this belief on?
In the above paragraph, you mentioned these emotions: intense grief, intense pain, and hurt, but you didn’t mention anger. Unexpressed, unresolved anger is powerful emotion, it adds intensity to other difficult emotions and make them last.
“I felt a darkness around me… I lost all hopes… whenever I get into a spiral of intrusive thoughts, I imagine myself depressed, I imagine myself isolated, drowned in misery and weeping on my condition“- I am getting in touch with my own lifetime, unexpressed anger, Kshitij, this is why in this post, I am focusing on your unexpressed anger. I am thinking that if you find a non-harmful way to express your anger directly, the anger will not intensify other difficult emotions as well as depression, and make them last for a long time. Maybe you can type down your anger in your next post..? (I intend to express my anger in my next post in my own thread, doing for myself what I am suggesting that you do).
“Now about my problem with father. I think that my relation with him did not make me think that I can never succeed because I could not succeed in having a good relation with him; I gave up on that long ago. I think his problematic behavior ended up showing in my self esteem, in my self worth (remember I mentioned externalization of self worth?)… During the scholarship issue or even before it happened, I think I attached my self worth with this opportunity... my self worth took a great hit and that contributed to my problems as well as my anxiety that went out of my control. I think that is one area where my father’s past behavior definitely impacted me because it had already damaged my self-esteem as a child”-
– What I understand from this paragraph is that currently, and for some time, you no longer hope that your father approves of you: you no longer see your father as a source of self-esteem. You see academic and professional success as a source of self-esteem. Now I understand better why the scholarship application issue was so devastating to you. The officer who mishandled your application, was just about to remove your hoped-for source of self-esteem, which is what your father already did via his sermons.
anita
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