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#1
Out with the old... in with the new!  So... what's the new, here?

Has anyone else noticed, since starting and being well INTO their recovery, a heightened sensitivity to others' negative mood and tone of voice?  I italicize 'heightened' because in a lot of cases, going NC has brought down my stress and made me more able to let other peoples' stress slide off my back - I know what's theirs is theirs and what's mine is mine... but perhaps that is when I am easily able to remove myself from a situation.

Before going NC with my NPDmom, and before all the lightbulb moments and coming so far in my own self-education and self-care, I had a lot more resistance and defenses in place for dealing with angry, morose, self-centered people.  I felt like absorbing or deflecting a constant barrage of negativity and stress was just part and parcel of being around other people, particularly family because, you know, you can just be yourself around family (i.e. lazier and less accountable for your emotional footprint).  People are stressed, people don't deal well with their stress, people can't be expected to take care of themselves, people aren't responsible for their own emotional health, people aren't responsible for the emotions they put into a room, there aren't ways to take that responsibility, people hoist their negative emotions onto the people around them - these were truths so real that they weren't even examined, they were just the wallpaper and the furniture in the room that you don't even see any more you've been living with them for so long.

Now that I know none of that is true, and can see the lack of health in it, I'm finding it incredibly difficult to be around people who are aren't taking care of themselves and are letting their lack of emotional health come out in their tone of voice, like toxic fumes in the air everyone else is forced to breathe.  My cousin, specifically - her stress level is very high, I suspect she has rage issues, and it's always boiling just below or at the surface. 

(I'm out of the country right now, one week into a three week visit to my cousin and her two young kids, one of whom is very special needs - here helping her move, basically doing the work of a live-in nanny + mover/organizer, which I don't mind, she needs the help... it's just been a challenge because I've been in a c-ptsd recovery depression haze for about three months so jumping head-on into this has required a lot of mental upkeep and self-care...which my cousin is basically unaware of.)

More than half of what she says is in a high pitched, raised voice, ranging from emphatic to outright screaming, in an angry tone, worded in a way that expresses outraged incredulity at the person's behavior or just the simple state of things - a sort of mocking, criticizing, exasperated tone is the default.  She goes from zero to I'VE EFFING HAD ENOUGH in the space of one sentence.  I truly don't think she's aware that that's what she sounds like, or that she'd give any thought to the effect it might have on anyone else - 'you don't know what my life is like' would be the response. 

It's not that she doesn't have reasons to be stressed, it's that she ... well, sadly, as she opened up to me one night, she just wishes someone would come in and save her from her life.  She has no interest or knowledge in learning about emotional health - the second a suggestion is made, she's stopped listening and is making "But you don't understand" excuses.  She just can't hear it.  I don't think she's got a PD!  I think that life has dealt her a really difficult hand and that she's been a nervous person her whole life to begin with, and her mom wasn't - isn't - the 'tell me how you're feeling' sympathetic listener type, so I think my cousin sort of, simplistically put, feels the need to be loud so that maybe someone will make her feel heard.  She does deal with the demands of her life fairly well on the surface, getting things done, it's just the emotional run-off that is noxious to be around.

This isn't really about her, though - it's about being my being around her all the time (which I have to be, living with her for the next two weeks), and how it is soooo much harder for me.  Used to be, I could handle it with all the old emotional forcefields I've developed since childhood - my cousin is basically a sweet person who means very well, unlike my mother, and has actual real life problems she is having to deal with every day, unlike my mother who fostered her own misery and the misery of others, so comparatively dealing with my cousin was a walk in the park. 

But now I am having a really hard time being around the CONSTANT negativity and anxiety - she doesn't seem to understand that it is not my job to sooth her anxiety - of course I listen and behave in an appropriate sympathetic way, but sometimes I'm not able to be present and her anxiety amps up and up and up when someone isn't there to come to her rescue - I think being around someone who has and can enact boundaries is a whole new thing for her.  I have only been around her for a week and I am finding myself avoiding her in the apartment, and being reluctant to express any emotion around her at all.  Trying to have a conversation with her about 'the way she talks' would not go over well, she's just too hyper-sensitive to criticism (she's doing the best she can!!!) to hear that it's not me judging HER, it's me asking for something I need.

So this is a new stage in my recovery journey.  The old tricks aren't working - I no longer feel comfortable around unhealthy behavior - I need clean air.  I can recognize that her behavior is a result of her stress, her life, her habits and I don't take it personally, so that's good; I am emotionally detached enough that I don't feel like I need her to recognize my feelings because her behavior isn't hurting me, so much as it is making me uncomfortable to be in her presence.  Maybe this is a time when I need to stick up for myself more?  Because I'm living with her for another two weeks and so... I'm gonna be in her presence and that's a long time to be uncomfortable.  But I really don't think saying 'hey can you stop sounding so angry every time you open your mouth' even in a really 'this is about me not you' way will do anyone any good.  Maybe I just need to buckle down grit my teeth make nice get through the two weeks.  :/  This is part of the 'figuring out what's normal and healthy' without a role model bit, I suppose...

She talks that way to her kids all the time too, and it makes me wince.  We teach our kids how to respond to stress and I see how her kids are learning from her and it makes me think of me and my mom... yowee.   
#2
RE - Re-experiencing Trauma / Im having one now
April 03, 2015, 04:24:15 AM
I can hardly breathe, i feel trapped, alone, like there's no place to go, no place where i will ever feel safe, no way to ever get past feeling abandoned. Sobbing shaking just want to disappear.
#3
General Discussion / "a mother's ability to repair"
March 31, 2015, 11:41:17 PM
I'm reading "The Emotionally Absent Mother" by Jasmin Lee Cori (has anyone read it?) and I'm only on the third page and I'm having a big "Wait a second..." moment.

It's talking about how the 'good enough' mother has to have, more than the natural capacity to be in sync (defined as in a harmonious state together, with the mother attuned to the child), is the capacity to repair out-of-syncness so as to reestablish optimal connection. "The good-enough mother needs to repair the inevitable ruptures that occur in every relationship. She is not always going to behave just right, but she has to know how to make it right when she misses. ... For a child to be able to rectify the inevitable disruptions in this relationship is empowering ... Conversely, to not be able to get Mother's attention, to not be able to reconnect after there has been a disconnection, can leave the child feeling profoundly impotent and discouraged about relationships and about getting her needs met."

Um... You mean it was my mom's job to make things better the thousands of times there was a rift between us?
You mean all those times my mom's feelings got hurt and she stomped off and threw a tantrum, it wasn't MY job to make HER feel better?
You mean all the times she was only cold and distant no matter how many times I apologized and explained and pleaded, and I felt like she was damaging me... she WAS? Like, science has proven it?
You mean all the times she wailed at me about how much I was hurting her, and I raged back because I didn't feel like it was my job to make her feel better - it WASN'T?
You mean all the times when I was a kid, just a little kid, and she told me I'd embarrassed her or hurt her feelings and withheld her affection from me, she was doing the opposite of what a mom is supposed to do? And feeling sad was a healthy response?
Sometimes she could be so loving... she would tell me she loved me more than anything else in the world.

Anyone relate?
#4
Hi board  :wave:  this is my first post.  I just introduced myself on OOTF, and this forum was suggested to me... and I can see why! 

It's the 15 year anniversary of making a good change in my life (having to do with my diet and health).  I wrote a mini-essay about how it feels to have hit that mark and posted it on my social networking sites.  As soon as I hit "post" I started feeling WAVE after WAVE of shame, guilt, fear, anxiety HIT me, just slam me down.  'Why did I post that???  Why did I care what anyone knew or thought about my life, my decisions?  Why was I sharing my personal life and decisions with the world - my friends, their friends??  Did it make me more cool, less cool?  DID I PROOFREAD ENOUGH?  Did it sound smart, without being pretentious?  Well worded without being verbose?  WHY do I CARE?  Do I care too much?  What is wrong with me, why am I overthinking this? How much would I be judged for what I said - what parts, for whom, why?  Would I ever get any feedback?  Would I lose friends, gain friends?' Round and round it went.   

I started editing the posted draft - and because it was cross-posted, I had to do so on several sites, and got confused.  My fingers started becoming uncoordinated and my vision started to blur as I become more and more self-conscious - while sitting alone in my living room.  I started breathing in a shallow way.  I wanted to claw my way out.  I was having a fear response - why??  I started looking for ways to numb the sensations artificially. 

I finally forced myself to walk away.  I called a friend, who brought it up - she said she enjoyed reading it.  It's just a few paragraphs on the internet for goodness sake - why am I doing this to myself?  Why did I never go to college?  Why is my mom in my head?  Why did I always have a hard time finishing my homework - was it my fault, was a really a lazy child, or was it that my mom spent too much time in bed and never taught me how to complete tasks - was it because she always blamed other people when she procrastinated and things blew up in her face, and I learned to procrastinate from watching her?  Can I keep blaming other people for my shortcomings?  In a family full of academic success stories, shouldn't I be able to write three articulate paragraphs without faltering and falling into a state of panic?  Will my mother's shame of my academic failure always be my shame? 

I promise my posts aren't always so long.  I just wanted to express gratitude for this website and all the people willing to share their stories.  I'm glad I was pointed here and have this lens through which to see my overwhelm today.  It helped me calm down without doing what I usually do to hide from the pain and panic.  I don't have to be afraid.  I can find better answers.