armee, DF, hope, chart, TBB, hannah1 - thank you all for your incredible support as i'm working my way thru all this. the idea of pain, how these realizations are so painful, my tears are so painful - maybe they're holding the pain? i'm so sad - just realized this now, so sad for me, for what i've been thru. maybe crying, expressing my sadness and pain was ignored as a baby, and i learned not to show those. i broke that rule once when i was in jr. high, and the results were disastrous to me.
so, as i'm working at de-tangling this mess of not feeling for most of my life, if this is the pain chart's talking about, o my heart! i don't know what to do with it. it's like those explosions of tears are me upchucking pain and grief. i think what armee said about asking for 'a little at a time' from parts is wise, but i just looked inside, thinking about talking to the baby, and she firmly ignored me, turned her head away. so, i'll keep exploding i guess.
i thought my recent meltdown was all about gratitude - i've had them so many times in my life - but i think it's more the idea that i can't take the kindness in cuz, here's a thought, maybe i perceive it as something scary, hurtful, something neg. i do think it hurts. it does hurt. it's like i'm being punctured by something, and i don't know how to deal w/ it. so the tears come. i remember how much i wanted to please my dad, and any time i disappointed him, and he wanted to have a talk w/ me, i'd start crying, and he'd kind of throw up his hands in disgust and say something about every time he wanted to talk to me, i turned on the waterworks, and then it was like he was fed up with me and left, and i was alone w/ my distress and accompanying tears.
i don't know. i'm trying not to lose my mind over this, but i do not know how to figure it out. at least on mon. i have a T i can talk to about it. i'm exhausted.
so, as i'm working at de-tangling this mess of not feeling for most of my life, if this is the pain chart's talking about, o my heart! i don't know what to do with it. it's like those explosions of tears are me upchucking pain and grief. i think what armee said about asking for 'a little at a time' from parts is wise, but i just looked inside, thinking about talking to the baby, and she firmly ignored me, turned her head away. so, i'll keep exploding i guess.
i thought my recent meltdown was all about gratitude - i've had them so many times in my life - but i think it's more the idea that i can't take the kindness in cuz, here's a thought, maybe i perceive it as something scary, hurtful, something neg. i do think it hurts. it does hurt. it's like i'm being punctured by something, and i don't know how to deal w/ it. so the tears come. i remember how much i wanted to please my dad, and any time i disappointed him, and he wanted to have a talk w/ me, i'd start crying, and he'd kind of throw up his hands in disgust and say something about every time he wanted to talk to me, i turned on the waterworks, and then it was like he was fed up with me and left, and i was alone w/ my distress and accompanying tears.
i don't know. i'm trying not to lose my mind over this, but i do not know how to figure it out. at least on mon. i have a T i can talk to about it. i'm exhausted.
i smiled at the thought of you allowing yourself to do what you needed to do, i.e., email, and let the outcome be on their shoulders. to me, that shows a lot of growth and forward movement.