...and I also need a venting place and any advice regarding my current dilemma wrt my parents.
They keep calling. They keep writing. And I keep not picking up their calls or replying to their e-mails - which now have titles like "We miss you!!!!" on them.
I am, after several months of depression, getting back into my life with gusto. I'm taking care of myself, I'm excited by my work, I'm seeing lots of friends, I'm doing interesting things, I'm sparking lots of interest in other people due to my palpable enthusiasm and renewed vigour... but then I see my parents' name on my mobile phone or my inbox, and my stomach knots, and I just don't know how to deal with it.
I just want them to Go Away, but I don't actually want to tell them that directly. I feel like their calls and e-mails are taints on the shiny new life I'm enjoying at the moment. And I can't identify my own feelings very well; I don't fully understand what's holding me back from picking up the phone or replying.
Often I avoid things for ages, and become irrationally afraid of them, and I always feel better when I eventually tackle it. But what is it that I'm avoiding tackling by avoiding their calls?
- Am I avoiding having to tell them upfront that I don't want contact?
- Or am I avoiding the start of a new, emotionally detached way of communicating with them, because it's new and I'm unsure of how to go about it?
- Or am I staying away because I feel that any interaction with them is unhealthy for me, or is a surrender of sorts?
All of these sound plausible. I am so confused. What does the "authentic" me really want?
Hmm, OK here I go attempting to answer my own question, since writing things out on this thread helps so much: I think I feel all three of those feelings; they are not mutually exclusive. I do not feel safe communicating with them for now. This is obviously a difficult message to pass on to them because of the FOG. I do not feel safe talking to them, because my dominant feeling towards them is incompletely processed anger. I cannot speak to them in an emotionally detached way when I am this angry: I will only hurt myself, by leaving myself open to being hurt by them.
You know, I think I just need to tell them that bit in bold. Somebody hold the vomit bucket ready for me. Oh god this is scary.