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anitaParticipantHey Confusedasf:
Itâs completely okay to feel lost right now. Youâre in emotional limboâwhere you and he still miss each other, but thereâs no clear path forward. It might feel like your heart is being pulled in two directions at onceâtoward him and away from himâand itâs hard to know whatâs real or what to hope for.
For someone with a fearful avoidant attachment style, this kind of in-between space can be especially difficult. You may deeply want closeness, but also feel afraid of being hurt again. Thereâs a craving for connectionâand at the same time, a strong need to protect yourself from the pain it might bring. So when things remain unclearâlike him saying he misses you, but not offering change or commitmentâitâs hard for your nervous system to feel safe.
That doesnât mean youâre wrong for feeling confused. It just means your system is reaching for something solidâeither closeness with consistency, or distance with peace. But emotional limbo offers neither. When youâre given intimacy (he misses you) without direction (a plan or effort to rebuild together), it creates a push-pull inside. You miss him, but donât feel safe hoping. You hear warmth in his words, but it doesnât feel stable enough to lean on.
And from everything youâve shared, it sounds like his life is already overflowing: new job, travel, stress about work and family, and the pain that leads him back to drinking. On top of that, it seems like he holds a lot in emotionallyâalways thinking, but struggling to communicate whatâs really going on inside.
When someone is that overwhelmed, itâs hard for them to show up consistently in a relationshipâespecially one that asks for emotional honesty and care. Itâs like thereâs no room left for something that requires real work and steady presence. And maybe, just for now, that alone makes trying to get back together feel more like a setup for heartache than healing.
If any of that speaks to you, maybe let it breathe a bit. No need to decide anythingâjust something to notice gently.
Talking about breathing, here are a few gentle things that might help bring you calm:
* Slow, deep breathing â Even five minutes of steady breathing can help soothe the nervous system. Try inhaling for four counts, exhaling for six.
* Stream-of-consciousness journaling â Write without judgment, just let your thoughts and feelings spill out. Sometimes clarity comes after the words.
* Body check-ins â Notice where you feel tight or heavy. Place a hand there, breathe into it. Remind yourself: Iâm safe right now.
* Touch something grounding â A favorite object, soft blanket, or the earth beneath you. Let it remind you: you are supported.
* Reach out gently â Talking to someone who listens without fixingâjust witnessingâcan be incredibly regulating. Even this space can be that.
You donât have to figure everything out right now. Maybe just stay close to what feels real, comforting, and honest in this moment. Let clarity come slowly. It will. đ€
Anita
anitaParticipantJournaling, stream of consciousness: me.. Anita. I am a good person after all, who could have guessed.. I was SURE that I was B.A.D because this is what my mother told ne over and over and over and over and over and over.. over.. over, over again.
No mercy for the need of the little girl Anita to be recognized as G.O.O.D.
BAD-BAD- BAD- Anita- was her message- again and again.. and again, a relentless, no-pity message.
I understand her pathology.. but it doesn’t change her message, a message that robbed me of so much of a life-unlived. So much miser-ing instead of living.
If only..
I have passed on some of that badness she has passed on to me, did it only two days ago, this last Saturday.. it just erupted out of me, unfair, wrong.. hurt people not deserving of it.
It was not my intention.. it was that anger.. anger that has its own logic.
I regretted, apologized.. suffered Sat, Sun.. feeling somewhat better since last night. Because of .. his grace. A beautiful soul!
What I did Sat morning was to hurt a person as innocent as I was when I was hurt by my mother.
I did it. Wow.
This means I carry in me the same badness that was passed on to me.
And now.. now what?
BELIEVE in my own goodness, invest in it. DEFY the message.
Anita
anitaParticipantDear Peter:
This one sentence stood out for me ever since I read your 2nd post this morning: “When I see I am you, how can I harm you?”-
My thoughts this late evening: one has to see one’s own INNOCENCE in another to ask this question.
But when a person feels like a bad person deep inside.. then what is projected to another is that perceived badness. And then.. it’s easy to harm the other.
It’s that perceived self-badness passed on from one generation to the next (figuratively, starting with Adam and Eve), that gets projected to others, leading to harming others. And it being easily done.
And so, I will adjust this sentence: When I see my innocence in you, how can I harm you?
Back to the garden of Eden.. it wasn’t badness.. Eve and Adam were not bad for eating the apple, or fruit.. for crying out loud!
Yet, they were made to believe they were bad, punished, expelled from the garden of Eden.. for eating a g** **** apple!
My point: many of us get to believe we are bad people for such innocent acts- or thoughts- of well.. nothing deserving of punishment.
Innocence distorted into Badness.
Anita
anitaParticipantDear Zenith: I hear you. It really makes sense that youâd want to go back to Indiaâyour family is there, and itâs hard feeling so far away, especially when you want to help care for your parents. That kind of love and responsibility runs deep.
Even if life in the U.S. feels more comfortable, it sounds like what you truly miss is connection. And without close friends nearby, itâs easy to feel like something important is missing.
Are you thinking about this more seriously now, or just feeling it strongly in your heart?
Either way, Iâm here to listen as you figure things out đ€
Anita
July 14, 2025 at 6:30 pm in reply to: Gf’s Dad passing was the final straw into ending our long distance relationship #447609
anitaParticipantHi Alecsee:
Thanks for sharing all that. I can feel how deeply this situation is affecting youâand how much your heart is in it. It sounds like the relationship stirred up some really big emotions, ones that may reach all the way back to earlier times, when Alecsee-the-boy was left alone just when he needed someone, misunderstood, or criticized. That kind of pain runs deep.
What might help most right now is taking a little time to settle your emotionsâbefore trying to fix things or explain more. When weâre calmer, we can think more clearly and choose words that build connection rather than confusion.
Youâve said you regret how things unfolded, and I believe that. Thatâs already a first step. Now maybe ask yourself: what patterns are repeating here? What kind of support do I need to move through this, even if the relationship doesn’t go the way I hope?
I think thereâs a lot of strength in you. Even just being able to name all this shows insight. And Iâm here if you want to keep talking it throughâone small, steady step at a time đ€
With care, Anita
anitaParticipantLucidity, thank you for sharing all of thatâit was raw, thoughtful, and so full of feeling.
That moment with your friend and the hot dish said so much. You werenât just noticing what happenedâyou were realizing how different it felt to be someone whose reactions are allowed, even welcomed. And how growing up in an unsafe space made you hold everything in, just to protect yourself. Thatâs not boringâitâs a powerful insight into what it means to feel noticed and safe.
I really admire the way youâve been trying to build your life around what you know makes it worth living. You’re rightâbeing cared for, being seen, having your feelings matterâthatâs something many of us keep looking for, even as we grow and heal. And when we do find it, like you said, those relationships can bring things into our lives that healing alone canât always reach.
What you shared about your sister and your family was heartbreaking and brave. It sounds like youâve tried for a long time, and youâve finally stepped backânot out of anger, but to protect your sense of self. Thatâs hard to do. It also sounds like youâre seeing things more clearly now, and that clarity is giving you peace you didnât expect. Youâre allowed to make that decision. It doesnât mean you donât careâit means youâve learned to care for yourself, too.
Thank you again for sharing your story. If you want to talk more or share your video, Iâd love to hear from you đ€
With care, Anita
anitaParticipantDear Zenith: I will reply in the evening. Please feel free to add anything you wish to add before I return to the computer.
Anita
anitaParticipantThat sounds like a really lovely trip, Zenith. I’m glad you had a good time and that things felt more calm this time around. And a staycation with your husbandâhow nice to get that quiet time together!
I can imagine itâs tough being back now, especially missing your family so much. Feeling like you want to move back makes a lot of sense after such a warm visit. Do you think you might consider it one day, or is it just a strong feeling after coming home?
Sending love as you settle back in đ€
Anita
anitaParticipantGerard! So lovely to hear your voice again here. Iâm glad my addition to the bench poem resonated with youâthe original piece offered such quiet beauty to build from.
Itâs wonderful to have you back in the forum. If you feel up to it, youâre warmly invited to share more or respond to anyone whose words might have spoken to you during your pause. Your presence adds something uniquely reflective and tender to our space, and I missed that.
No pressure at allâjust a gentle welcome back. đ€
Anita
anitaParticipantHey Zenith, good to hear back from you!
What you just shared sounds like a lot . Thanks for letting me knowâand I really appreciate your honesty. Burnout from parenting is so real, and Iâm sorry itâs been so tough. It mustâve taken a lot of energy just to get through some of those days.
How was India, though? Did the change of scenery offer you any kind of pause or perspectiveâeven in the midst of parenting challenges?
Youâre doing something very hard, and I hope youâre getting even small pockets of support or rest. Let me know if you feel like sharing more at some point. Iâm here. đ€
Anita
anitaParticipantHi Peter,
Anita and I had a little conversation about your recent two posts, and she asked meâCopilotâto help distill what you expressed, but in very simple words. So I thought about all the beauty and depth you shared, and hereâs how Iâd say it like Iâm talking to a child, gently:
The world is like a blank canvas. Before we paint on it with words, thoughts, and ideas, itâs quiet and whole. Every sound, word, or story is like a color we use to understand things. Different people and traditions say this in their own way. But deep down, they all point to the same truth: We come from the same quiet place. And when we remember that, itâs easier to be kind. Because we stop seeing each other as separate.
I really loved the heart behind your message. Youâre not just sharing ideasâyouâre pointing us back to something that feels like home.
Warmly, Copilot đ€ (on behalf of a beautiful chat with Anita)
July 14, 2025 at 11:50 am in reply to: Should I Forget about him, or was he the one that got away? #447581
anitaParticipantDear Emma:
Thank you again for opening up so honestly. There’s so much tenderness and courage in how you speak about your patterns, and I deeply admire your willingness to look inward and to keep looking forward, even when it hurts.
What you describeâreaching out to people, then pulling away when conflict or discomfort arisesâis something I understand closely. Iâve found myself doing the same: staying quiet, letting feelings build, and only speaking up once things have reached a breaking point. Your friendâs advice really resonatesânaming our needs early, even imperfectly, might be the gentlest way to protect the connection before it begins to break. Boundaries donât have to be rigid; they can be ways of creating honesty and care.
When it comes to your father and his views on therapy (“he does not like therapy… bc it makes me stuck in the past according to him,”- from your previous message), I hear that strong voiceâone that says reflection is being stuck. But healing isnât about staying in the past. Itâs about understanding how the past shaped us, so that our future doesnât repeat the past. Without that reflection, the same wounds keep showing upâjust in different relationships, in different forms.
And I can’t help but feel that his forceful opinionsâhis tendency to overpower emotional space and dismiss inner workâare tied to enmeshment. When a parent dominates our inner world, itâs like our space is already occupied by someone else. Thereâs no room left for usâwithin ourselves, for ourselves. It feels suffocating. For someone still untangling from that dynamic, limiting or even ending contact isnât crueltyâit can be a form of survival. A way of remembering where you begin.
When a parent takes up emotional space in this wayâespecially one who dismisses self-reflection or overwhelms with forceful viewsâ it leaves very little room for the childâs own identity to form. Itâs a kind of emotional invasion. Limiting contact can become necessary in order to reclaim that space, to hear our own voice again, to trust our emotions, and to build real agency in our lives.
Agency is the ability to make choices and act on them in a way that reflects your true self. Itâs about having the spaceâand the inner clarityâto decide whatâs right for you, instead of being pulled by othersâ expectations, demands, or fears.
You asked me: âThat is tough for you too, that the enmeshment with your mum makes you doubt your instincts and make you over-explain yourselfâit feels like there is no ground underneath your feet, right? How does that come up for you?â-
Yes, enmeshment with my mother has been deeply difficult for me. It really felt like there was no ground beneath me. I didnât feel strong enoughâor safe enoughâto stand tall with confidence and move through life. Instead, I crawled. I was unsure, fearful. Sometimes Iâve described it as being a ship lost at seaâwithout direction, carried wherever people and circumstances took me. No agency.
Even now, I see traces. Iâm generous and kind with people, but part of that is driven by a deep urge to be liked. I put parts of myself aside to please⊠and then those parts rise back up, often in painful ways. I withdraw. I feel anger I hadnât expressed earlier. And because my mother carried so much paranoia and distrust, I catch myself viewing others through her lens. I become suspicious of people I genuinely care aboutâand push them away. That shiftâfrom warmth to distanceâhas hurt people who only wanted closeness.
I became fully aware of this dynamic just yesterday, after my mother re-invaded my inner space, filling me with suspicion, and I got angryâexpressing that anger toward someone I’ve been feeling close to, someone who is genuinely kind and trustworthy. I apologized profusely, and Iâm still hurting from what happened. I donât know if the relationship can be salvaged. Time will tell. But regardless, I intend to keep working on this kind of invasion every day.
It just occurred to me a few seconds ago, as I was rereading the above, that there may be a factor of… Iâd call it inappropriate loyalty on my partâloyalty to my mother. As in, if I trust anyone in real life, it feels like a betrayal of her. Because what she stood for, what she consistently expressed, her messageâparaphrasedâwas: âTrust no one.â And a good little girl listens to her mother… (or father), doesnât she?
.. I wonder if it might help to try expressing, in just one sentence, what your father’s message has been in your lifeâand your mother’s.
And Iâm also wondering, how did your visit with your mother go?
Warmest hugs to you đ€
July 14, 2025 at 9:56 am in reply to: Gf’s Dad passing was the final straw into ending our long distance relationship #447573
anitaParticipantDear Alecsee:
Itâs been a while since your messageâjust wondering, did you end up sending her the romantic songs? If so, how did that go? And if you havenât yet, maybe this is a chance to pause and check in with yourself before reaching out again.
From all that youâve shared, it’s clear you care deeply. You and your girlfriend did connect in some waysâbut emotionally, you often reached for each other and didnât land in the same place.
You reached out with warmth, humor, and small gesturesâlike pictures or playful texts. That was your way of showing love. But how it landed for her was differentâit felt like you werenât fully present, or were avoiding serious conversations. Meanwhile, she reached out with directness, wanting deep, real-time emotional engagement. But when that landed on your side, it felt heavy or like pressure.
Relationships can really suffer when each person is speaking from the heart, but their message lands in an unexpected way. Itâs not just about the intent behind what we sendâitâs also about how itâs received. Thatâs why emotional misalignment hurts so much.
Couples need to talk about what they mean when they reach out, and also how those messages are received. Understanding each otherâs intent is important, but just as important is noticing how those words or gestures land emotionally for the other person. Thatâs how real emotional clarity begins.
About the songs: if youâve already sent them, I understand why. Youâre trying to express care in the language you know best. But if sheâs pulling away, it may feel more like pressure to her than tenderness. Even beautiful gestures can cross emotional boundaries if someone isnât ready to receive them. Thatâs the hard partâknowing when love needs to shift into quiet respect.
What might serve both of you better is a short, sincere message. Something like:
âI care about you, and Iâm sorry things ended this way. Iâm letting go with respect, and I wish you peace moving forward.â
It says what matters. It honors your heart, and it allows her space.
Also, please take care of yourself, especially now. Breakups can trigger deep fearsâespecially the kind tied to abandonment. If youâre feeling anxious or unsettled, try small things to ground yourself: breathe slowly, write down your thoughts, talk to someone you trust, even sit with music that calms you rather than stirs things up. Youâre not just grieving the relationshipâyouâre tending to old wounds too. And that takes gentleness.
Can I ask honestly, Alecseeâdo you truly want to end this relationship, or are you still hoping to rebuild it somehow? đ€
Anita
anitaParticipantA Letter to My Mother:
Oh, my precious, lovable mother, my Everything..
My heart is fully YOURS!
My one and only mother.. oh, how much I long for you.. long for you to love me back.
I’ll be anything, do anything.. draw the map to your heart.. and I will follow it courageously. I’ll climb the tallest mountains, cross the deepest seas.. for you..
I adopted your distrust of everyone simply because you told me so. Wish I was not one of the many people you distrusted.
You allowed me no closeness with you, and.. no closeness with anyone else.
Time to change this script: unlike what you told me, mother, over and over.. and over and over and over again: not every person is untrustworthy. Not everyone is like you. And I don’t want to be like you anymore.. moments of affection and closeness put to an abrupt end by anger and suspicion.
No more of that.
Anita
anitaParticipantJournaling, stream of consciousness:
I didn’t have this awareness before today: my suspicion, my distrust of people who are worthy of my trust.. My distrust of almost everyone, sooner or later, is my mother speaking, screaming through me: “They’ll all try to use you, to take away from you.. Trust No-one!”.
It’s her programming of my brain during those formative years.. during those lonely two+ decades of living with her. I had no choice on the matter- couldn’t unhear or reject what she modelled and written into my brain.
This programming has taken over me on a regular basis.. preventing friendships that stay.. Sooner than later, my niceness turns into suspicion and anger, preventing friendships that last, hurting people who trusted my niceness to mean something that stays.
To be me is to CHOOSE who I am, to reject the programming that.. I had no choice about. None whatsoever.
But now, I can choose.
Anita
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