I think over the past few weeks I have learnt a few things and just wondered if anyone thinks this sounds about right?
It’s been over two years since I left emotional and narcissistic abuse and boy it has taken me down as far as a person can go. I’ve been lost in space, no ground, no identity no idea what has gone on and no way to actually get my brain in a state where it can or wants to process it. I’ve just been surviving.
I think I have come to realise something and it’s been quite profound for me. There was actually nothing wrong with me at all, he instigated all my shame and my fears. He used them not because he was actually effected by them or because they are bad but because they worked as a tool to manipulate me. He created things to use against me and he figured out things that I struggled with that a normal healthy person who loved me would not. Everybody has traumas of some kind and in healthy relationships these are nurtured.
So I’ve been ashamed of my emotions, I don’t let them show, I run from people who want to hug me or console me because I think I’m over emotional and not normal. Unfortunately my upbringing made me like this, my mum is to blame. But no I’m not over emotional I’m a normal person who feels and sometimes acts out and sometimes makes mistakes that later I can apologise for. It is my right to react the way I do it is who I am. I had an emotional breakdown at the end because he stopped the natural flow of energy and it destroyed my brain and body.
So I’ve decided that a) there is nothing wrong with me, there never was, In fact unfortunately I was chosen because I was something he wanted to be, someone who could feel. I have my childhood traumas but that doesn’t make me unloveable and someone who loves me me will never deliberately hurt me with this.
And b) I am allowed to be emotional, I am allowed to make mistakes, throw my toys out of the pram, argue, say things that I can apologise for when I realise I’ve made a mistake, loose people and be sad if I am wrong and all those other normal human things.
I’ve also come to realise that my entire 10 year marriage was a lie from beginning. The good times were created the bad times created. That is why when I look back I don’t know the person I was, I was a stranger to myself, I had invisible strings…
What a truly awful thing to now have to realise.