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Cali ChicaParticipant
Dear Anita,
thank you! I too realized that her comment was entirely benign, but I honored myself feeling triggered. As I am allowed to feel that way and it makes sense given the circumstances.
I noticed how it would take energy to have that battle with myself. Cognitive dissonance in a way. One side says don’t be triggered you’re being sensitive, the other says – you have a right to roar. I would then be wasting energy and mental space doing this, dissociating from the conversation at hand, and then frenzied to try to pay attention. A recipe for disaster and distress.
Instead I heard the comment. I noted the feeling inside me. A small fire burning a bit of tension. I recognized it – as I feel that it’s so common to feel this way, yet so easy to overlook and recognize. It’s what you say – it’s that in the moment recognition and pausing.
So I did.
I listened before speaking.
Heres the thing her comment was NOT inflammatory. So it was a great place to start. Yet so many peoples are. So if I practice this in a safe scenario with good people. It will be more fluid to do so with difficult people.
Let’s day for example she did mean it as a jab – something like : “oh you young people always opting out, look at us elderly always keeping our word and making it to everything.”
well someone who said that would be quite rude and instigating.
Yet, my response would still be perfect.
“Oh my yes, you do have tons of energy!”
end of story. No opening of the devils fire.
Cali ChicaParticipantDear Anita,
I am doing well. I have copy and pasted your last post into a document and going through it piece by piece. It is a wealth of information, especially the parts about the pain body. I will post about it when I am finished, it is incredible!
It makes sense the needles and deep tissue massage. These are 2 things I love in fact.
I feel that the combination of acupuncture, or the act of the self care taking the hour for myself, as well as being more mindful has served me well in the last 2 weeks.
In addition I have become more of an expert with “disengaging comments.”
As in ways to effectively communicate when someone is involving you in something that you don’t care to engage in.
For example the mean lady at work was telling me how she cooks a lot for her husband and it is the way to his heart, and was giving me “advice” on how to do so. Instead of responding and saying, I cook too etc – I said:
‘oh that sounds like a great thing you do!”
It shut her up – and it preserved my energy. Who cares if I meant it, and who gives a *** about her cooking.
It work for people you care about too.
My mother in law was on the phone the other evening. And as I have mentioned she isn’t judgey, pressuring, etc. But yet we can often feel that way because of our own experiences (given my mother). I was telling her we werent going to make it to this family function in Maryland this weekend. Well my husband had told her, and then when I got on the phone she mentioned “oh too bad i won’t see you this weekend.”
This was triggering for me. And of course you understand why Anita – in that same scenario with my mother there would have been a tsunami of horribleness.
But still, I did find myself feeling the urge to be defensive, combative. I sensed that “attack feeling” rise up. I recognized it.
I told her how its been hectic for us and we need a weekend to ourselves since we have 3 weddings coming up, and my husband is on call the other weekends.
She said yes I know, its been a busy summer etc etc. talked about something else.
then she commented: “yes we are in our 70s and running around every weekend to these things too.”
They are very social in the community and always have a full social calendar.
I first took that to make me feel bad, I felt: “wow she is saying that look how old they are and they still manage to muster the energy to attend everything, and we are much younger but opting out.” But then I thought about it – shes not the type to make a jab like that – and thats not the point.
What can I say to make myself not emotionally charged? So I said:
“oh yes, you two have plenty of energy…”
And that was it Anita – end of convo!
Just like that – learning the art of disengaging and saying less!
Cali ChicaParticipantDear Anita,
I did not ask her this question, but I have a feeling she does not produce this sort of document. I don’t mean to say it is all about degrees, but she is not a PhD, and so perhaps not as academically inclined in that way -versus someone who is. Or perhaps that’s not true at all. I have a feeling I won’t be a compliant client to her. A doctor who is a bad patient – always the case!
But I give myself the permission to choose, also knowing it takes time to develop therapeutic relationships.
Speaking of – I tried acupuncture for my muscle tension yesterday. I felt extremely relaxed and it continued much later after and today. In fact it felt like a therapy session in a way because – since my muscles were not as tense this morning, I was able to rush less. As we both know it is all connected, mind and body. I can see myself going to acupuncture regularly, not just for the sake of muscle or back pain – but the ritual itself was very relaxing.
I wonder if it is something you would enjoy or have close access to. Worth a try perhaps who knows.
I just looked up Mark Williams meditation, I see them on youtube. Is this where you listened to them?
If you had given me this recc just one month ago, I would have wanted to try it, but my brain would not have had the mental space to absorb and appreciate. It does now. This is why any modality: formal therapy, acupuncture, massage, meditation videos, yoga, anything – is most effective when we are in the state of mind to reap its benefits.
I will read these now, and look forward to your next post about the notes, which we can go over.
- This reply was modified 5 years, 5 months ago by Cali Chica.
Cali ChicaParticipantDear Anita,
I hope you are doing well.
I had my appointment with a therapist on Monday. It went fine. Just as I imagined. The “getting to know you” phase. She mentioned how I was catching her up on my life.I noticed how impatient I felt that I had to start over. Starting from the vital wedding time, but tracking back and forth. Of course so much for an hour. I know it would be an ongoing long process for this person to understand me. No fault of hers. No fault of anyone. Just the process. I also know I don’t know the depth of her toolbox.
I know the ritual of going is something I can see as relaxing in some ways. She lives on the other side of town next to the river. Beautiful serene views and ambience. I arrived 30 mins early and sat out there and relaxed. Let the day wash over me.
I also know that I won’t always have time for this ritual and may also begin to resent making the time To go regularly.So in short I observed many things. None of which as surprising.
I chose her in part because she is certified in EMDR for trauma therapy. I have ready about this and found it quite interesting. The idea of repressed emotions being released. Therefore I asked if if May be a modality for me in the future. She said it may.
Then this morning. As I woke up. Rushed but in the sense of “woke up late gotta go.” But not rushed in the mind.
I noticed how powerful that is.
To be in a “rushed” or “stressed” scenario – but not allowing your body to become this way. NOT noticing the effects of the adrenaline on the body, instant tension, heart racing, mind not focused, neck and shoulders tensed.Sure this is not always possible. But hey. I did it.
I woke up at 5:45 and had to be out the door at 6:20. In that time I made the bed (yes mini victory something I try to do more). Made myself a smoothie to go (trying not to skip breakfast and feel more irritable and tense during my day as we don’t get lunch break) and took the dog out to relieve himself (he is expertly trained to go in the same place and quickly in the morning). Came back up grabbed my things and out the door. I even had to semi run to the subway. Which I don’t love doing of course. Yet when I came in and sat down (yes found a seat this morning) and collected myself. My shoulders and neck tension was fine. My breathing was fine. Sure I didn’t necessarily want to be on the subway this early heading to work. But that’s besides the point. I thought about your example again – the day you stated that you were sitting and writing, as sedentary as could be, YET you still rushed a few times.
Rushing is all in the mind.
So all in all. Therapy or not. You, Anita have taught me to: hush the rush.
No matter who the psychotherapist. Or EMDR or whatever it is. If I don’t first and foremost start with the primitive domino – the rush – I will get no where. Stop the domino effect by hushing the rush.
And the thing I realized this morning is that it doesn’t need TIME per se (as this morning I had none) it needs mental space.
Mental time. Mental real estate.
Yup- and that’s what I cultivate these days.- This reply was modified 5 years, 5 months ago by Cali Chica.
Cali ChicaParticipantDear Anita,
I will and shall. Thank you for this reminder on a Monday.
I had mentioned I made an appt with a therapist, I decided to stick to the female one, and go solo.
It is today evening. I look forward to it for the sake of “going” and starting that process. But also feel exhausted to share and start from scratch with a new person, as we have spoken about.
Regardless I am glad I am putting the effort into self care, whatever it may be. I may start a therapeutic relationship with this therapist, or perhaps not. Point is, I am no longer letting anything get in the way of my inner circle – a team of two – and my emotional healing path.
- This reply was modified 5 years, 5 months ago by Cali Chica.
Cali ChicaParticipantDear Anita,
Yes, I agree and am also impressed that she does not burden me with her anxiety or uneasiness any longer. But as you said, it is enough to trigger me of course.
You pinpointed in your point EXACTLY why I am triggered, starting from a far.
And also, her taking back as she is used to me responding aggressively. Resenting her for being burdensome, and having caused issues for myself and my husband. Recalling back in December when we moved here to NYC having to focus more on getting her moved in and settled than our own selves – how this rushing was not something I was aware of then – but looking back oh how much rushing! Instead of easing into our own move into NYC as a married couple, throwing everything to the side to help my sister.
I believe my response was good. To the point, not mean or rude, but also direct. So as if to say, sorry no my own health and relationship is the first priority, but if and when I have mental space I can socialize with others, including you.
She is supportive of this as she understands what my needs are. Yet it is always up to our own self to continue to assess our sometimes ever changing needs.
This made me think of something just now.
My last patient was a young healthy woman. She denied any medical problems including anxiety. It is uncommon for patients especially in the socio-economic circle of the practice I am in, and in NYC to deny having anxiety. Often if they do, it is because they are unaware they have it, or simply don’t feel they are anxious. Yet, there are some people who do not feel daily baseline anxiety. Which is excellent for them.
This woman would fall into the latter, I could tell, well based on meeting her for a small amount of time that is a very broad judgement I know – but for conversation sake let’s go with it.
It made me think about how for me, how anxiety is SO much dependent on my interaction with others. Yet, if you put me in a hole far away without this interaction – it is not like it will all go away. My brain has been wired a certain way of course due to mother trauma.
Yet, I thought about it. IT all goes back to rushing. It reminded me how you mentioned last week, sitting in a recliner, typing away, yet you still rushed a few times. As rushing starts in the brain before action.
So no matter what it is – for me it goes back to rushing. It’s just that interaction with others makes that even worse potentially if the individual is triggering, or in the case of my sister brings me to this patterned role I had with my mother. In these scenarios the neurons are amped up even more ready to fire, and so rushing is overlooked. It is when rushing is overlooked that it is even more detrimental.
Cali ChicaParticipantDear Anita,
Yes, I agree and am also impressed that she does not burden me with her anxiety or uneasiness any longer. But as you said, it is enough to trigger me of course.
You pinpointed in your point EXACTLY why I am triggered, starting from a far.
And also, her taking back as she is used to me responding aggressively. Resenting her for being burdensome, and having caused issues for myself and my husband. Recalling back in December when we moved here to NYC having to focus more on getting her moved in and settled than our own selves – how this rushing was not something I was aware of then – but looking back oh how much rushing! Instead of easing into our own move into NYC as a married couple, throwing everything to the side to help my sister.
I believe my response was good. To the point, not mean or rude, but also direct. So as if to say, sorry no my own health and relationship is the first priority, but if and when I have mental space I can socialize with others, including you.
She is supportive of this as she understands what my needs are. Yet it is always up to our own self to continue to assess our sometimes ever changing needs.
This made me think of something just now.
My last patient was a young healthy woman. She denied any medical problems including anxiety. It is uncommon for patients especially in the socio-economic circle of the practice I am in, and in NYC to deny having anxiety. Often if they do, it is because they are unaware they have it, or simply don’t feel they are anxious. Yet, there are some people who do not feel daily baseline anxiety. Which is excellent for them.
This woman would fall into the latter, I could tell, well based on meeting her for a small amount of time that is a very broad judgement I know – but for conversation sake let’s go with it.
It made me think about how for me, how anxiety is SO much dependent on my interaction with others. Yet, if you put me in a hole far away without this interaction – it is not like it will all go away. My brain has been wired a certain way of course due to mother trauma.
Yet, I thought about it. IT all goes back to rushing. It reminded me how you mentioned last week, sitting in a recliner, typing away, yet you still rushed a few times. As rushing starts in the brain before action.
So no matter what it is – for me it goes back to rushing. It’s just that interaction with others makes that even worse potentially if the individual is triggering, or in the case of my sister brings me to this patterned role I had with my mother. In these scenarios the neurons are amped up even more ready to fire, and so rushing is overlooked. It is when rushing is overlooked that it is even more detrimental.
Cali ChicaParticipantDear Anita,
I wanted to add an edit but couldn’t, my husband has said in the past that my sister has an uneasy vibe often, seemingly chill and aware, but has a tense energy…and seems lonely and bored.
so that is likely why I feed off of it – he mentions how I am used to that role, so I continue to – even if my sister is no longer the crying for help person anymore.
Cali ChicaParticipantDear Anita,
Good morning.
A new point for me, that she already has taken from me. As in the performance in and of itself is what is helpful for her.
The star in the light – sole performer on the audience, with a large microphone. A captive audience -myself.
She already took from you all the help she needed from you, but you didn’t know it. You kept thinking that you are yet to help her
What a lifetime of waste!! You know your saying, all the efforts were in vain.
I thought about this today – but for another reason. It may seem off topic, but in my head it is not…
On Saturday after speaking with you, my husband and I went for a walk to Central Park. Dogs are not allowed off leash in the middle of the day, but we have found some secret areas – hidden gems- where we let Bodhi off leash and let him be free.
My sister asked what I was doing. I paused, didn’t answer immediately out of rush or knee jerk pattern. i asked my husband – good idea right. He said sure, her and her dog can join.
So she did. The dogs played, we relaxed for an hour. I was aware of what my husband has said, that he doesn’t like who I am around her often, this entertaining jester. I observed myself from the moment she walked towards me to when we left.
I observed the following. A feeling of “rush” or uneasiness started as SOON as I saw her in the distance walking towards me. A shifting of the gears, going from relaxed disengaged, to engaged.
Engaged, invested, on point.
I wondered why…and I thought the following – and writing naturally without judging what is coming out, not saying it is true or false, just what I felt and observed, many of which could be a bias of mine, or not..doesn’t matter for this conversation. – I guess a disclaimer
– I saw her face as she was walking towards me, she looked pensive or in her head, it felt immediately necessary for me to “perk her up” or entertain her.
-I saw how her expression changed as she was my dog run to her, all smiles, I thought to myself, it was in my head that she looks down or pensive. CC just because someone doesn’t look all thrilled and happy doesn’t mean they need fixing, you will learn that
-While we were hanging out, it appeared she was calm and not frenzied. I stopped myself from over talking, over compensating, putting on that jester role. But I do know that there is a difference between when she was there, when I was more disengaged enjoying nature, than when she was there.
-my husband had to leave because we had late lunch reservations. I observed myself, I felt a small twinge of guilt or anxiety – thinking oh i am going to have to say we are leaving, feeling bad – a slight amount nothing overwhelming. feeling the need to over talk or over compensate by saying something like : “gotta go but we will do this again soon.”
– but I didn’t…and she was normal and fine too. she said okay awesome that was fun enjoy your lunch
-as uneventful and normal as could be…
I write all the above down to journal. To see the situation from the outside – uneventful not stressful not frenzied. And from within – patterns, twinges of guilt, deep rooted tendencies. But I did not act on those patterns.
So this morning early in the morning – and I have told you that I do not answer emails or texts as soon as I wake up – as I don’t want to create more rush in my AM routine. I see a message:
Hey that was so fun letting them off leash together, we should do that more often – maybe even on weekdays.
Instant dread Anita. Instant feeling of “oh no here we go – pressure”
The text did not say, do you want to do this or that – it did not ask for anything specific – but still.
It taught me something very very very big, and I will try to word it best I can:
A huge part of my uneasiness and feeling of pressure comes from the role I have had with my sister. It does not matter if she has changed or not, that pattern remains. And the feeling that she is baseline lonely and I have to entertain her.
I notice now that she has good friends, a good job, and a life of her own. It is up to me to create patterns that suit me.
So I did:
i responded later when I had a chance:
Yes that was fun! Weekdays will be tough as I am focusing on doing less activities so I am not rushed, but yes would be fun on another weekend when we are both free.
Her response:
“oh I didn’t mean after work, just meant in general”
I thought about it —well she said maybe we can even do it on weekdays – so wouldn’t that be after work? hmmm
And then I sotpped, no need to ask or say more. I got my message across:
NO, I can not engage in social activities with you on weekdays. Weekdays are for work, and for me to come home not rushed, do something good for myself whether it is relaxing or going to yoga etc, and approach dinner and time with my husband in peace.
She already knows based on the last few weeks I was in a tough place and deleting many activities on the calendar and making active change. This includes everyone. It means time for me.
It also reminded me of this thing my husband has said many a time – and now that you have seen my inner circle more closely it may or may not make sense.
It sounds harsh but he has said to me: your sister isn’t as smart or “aware” as she lets on. She likes to think she is, because of how you are – but she isn’t.
I would usually go to her defense. But I see now. She is 27, young, finding herself in her own way. I see that for what it is, doesn’t mean she is inferior. Just that her needs are different than mine. And I am happy to practice voicing mine – and soon without any guilt!
Like you said in that post – when it comes to social CC, I will have to make active changes, and if the other person does not NOTICE or SEE a difference, I am not doing it enough.
Yes, precisely.
Cali ChicaParticipantDear Anita,
I did in fact have a light weekend. Thank you for hoping that for me. Much lighter than the past previous weekends for at least a month or so. I read your last post. In order to gain hope, we must understand where the hopelessness came from. We must know that we were not born with this hopelessness, it was inflicted upon us by the mother trauma.
The terms: hope and faith
Have come to me quite often recently, I mention that to you in the earlier post. The Sanskrit words for these terms are quite beautiful, and they seem to resonate in my mind on a daily basis. I noticed that colloquially to have hoping to have faith does not really mean much to me, but the true definition of it has been lost along the way. Talking about all of this fertility, possible baby stuff, I have About what it must be like to actually parent a child. The concept of if the mother is going through a hardship, how does she display it to her child? How does she show her pain and fear in an authentic way, but but not to traumatize a child. I’m not of course asking these questions for either of us to answer, just something I’ve pondered. Food for thought. About not really being a parent per se, but about human display of emotion as well as healthy emotional stability. And more than anything the concept of distress tolerance really fits in here as well. In a rudimentary way, tolerating distress so as not to jump to emotions that are not a true indication of what you are feeling – acting out.
Then I thought about things that I have watched on TV, and things that I have observed in other people, including my own mother in law. The concept of showing emotion, even defeat or sadness, but still having a glimmer of hope, positivity, and determination. How special and strong this is.
As above I have thought about the terms faith and hope, but the term strong has a mixed feeling for me.
So many ways, to me being strong is in many ways powering over another human being, or powering over my own self and feelings. And when he weighs my being strong has been exceptionally helpful in my getting to where I am, but now detrimental for me to remove my armor. Moreover, the term strong was used by my mother and so many ridiculous Waze. She would commend the strength of others who are not emotional. She would also commend the emotionality of individual’s who are hysterical Saying how they are so true and full of feeling she would come and individuals who were totally unlike her, saying how they were strong and she was sweet. Well I make a correction, saying how they were strong and we were weak. Always making things a WE. Throwing my sister and I into her depravity.
So somewhere along the lines, but idea of what true strength means and the importance of it was lost on me. In many ways, strength equals hardness. Of the work I have done with you, and recognizing concepts of softness and tenderness, I have learned that hardness is that armoring that protective mechanism because of all the drama.
I know it will take time, but slowly slowly I will learn that the hopelessness is not intrinsic or innate in me.
The most important thing is that I truly have faith and belief that hope is within me. That softness and tenderness are within me. I know this. And that’s really what matters.
- This reply was modified 5 years, 5 months ago by Cali Chica.
Cali ChicaParticipantDear Anita,
I am happy for that exchange we just had. Yes, I agree I enjoy chatting here. It has been a wonderful daily ritual for me, and we shall continue it. Yet I am happy to know we can keep in touch personally, if Tiny Buddha ever changes. In that case I definitely want to go back and archive and print out all of our first posts. They are so incredibly special.
you are right, there is no one in my real life that I speak to this extent daily, except my husband. But even so, you and I can relate on the aspect of the “mother trauma” which is an special and unique connection/understanding/appreciation unlike any other.
Cali ChicaParticipantokay great! ill respond to your email.
- This reply was modified 5 years, 5 months ago by Cali Chica.
Cali ChicaParticipantDear Anita,
I just read the first line of your email and felt a nice feeling, I thought “let’s do it!” It’s a good day for it I feel.
It is 3:00 my time. and you will then also know my real name! I am ready for this.
When you send me your response, I will respond next with my email. 🙂 and you will then also know my real name! I am ready for this.
- This reply was modified 5 years, 5 months ago by Cali Chica.
Cali ChicaParticipantDear Anita,
I recall my mother in those days, young, thin, pretty. Fashionable. Seemingly kind and sweet.
I recall her being sad, lonely, frail. I recall her being in despair, but I also remember a lot of confusion.
How scary it is for a young child if a mother is screaming, “i will die i will die!”
how scary it is if they see their mother on the floor in despair acting like she IS DEAD. How scary to hear about their father hurting their mother, stories of bruises and pain.
How scary it must be to live an entire lifetime in childhood – fearing that their mother would or could be gone in a second..
Cali ChicaParticipantDear Anita,
This is exactly what I think, real life close friend. I do agree about communicating on Tiny Buddha. Yet a short while ago I had this feeling that if this website went down, bought over, etc – I would hate to lose touch with you. Well we can think about that one day – not today! I figured if that becomes a “concern” what I will do is ask you to check my next post (at that time) then immediately post my personal email, have you copy it – and then go back and edit the post so that it can be deleted and not public. At least I have a plan! So we will remain in touch. What do you think? Maybe a good idea if it comes to that one day…
It hurt so much that your muscles ever since are prepared, so not to hurt so badly ever again
Oh our poor muscles. So much TLC they need now. So much of a reminder they serve. Always talking to me, telling me that they are aching and tired. Angry and burnt out. Reminding me no matter who or what or where, that the trauma remains – and is a burden I bear. I must accept it, acknowledge it, and work with it.
When a young child perceives losing her mother (seeing her so sad and troubled and out of control etc.), the child is scared to death, just like any other mammal finding itself alone in the cold, with predators around.
I never thought of it this way, I never thought that wow young Cali Chica was in fact afraid of losing her mother! Scared to death of it! Wow how powerful. Actually. I have a visual right now of being in the small apartment I lived in before the big house. Being younger than 4. I can’t recall exactly but the words that come to mind are:
sad, lonely, desolate, cold
And when I think about it, it was a place of despair. A place of worry – that my mother just would not make it perhaps on those days she had that deep sad loneliness and emotional outbursts. How traumatizing for a kid! I will reflect on this more in my next post…
And your last paragraph,
I very much want him to be able to breathe, grow, and become more. I like this very much.
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