An- You are welcome
Thank you for what you wrote. Just to hear someone go through it and speak about it like it is a normal thing (for someone from my background) to be going through, makes my feelings feel validated.
I think this is why I constantly need validation from others because I never got it growing up. Ever.
What you said about your birthmother was so reminiscent of my own mother. I?ve always struggled to see what motivated her, what lay behind my constant feelings of sadness and anger toward her. Her anger and rage toward me.
After reading that piece about you birth mum I realise that my mum was constantly competing with me. It?s something DH has said, but I guess with such low self esteem I always used to think why would she need to compete with ?me???
I think that is what lay behind her constant criticism and she would tell me over and over about ?her? achievements and what she had done. Like that song ?anything you can do I can do better,'
Any achievements I did have were treated as an extension of her own. ?You did that, or achieved that ?because of me?. So she took away any sense of achievement I may have very quickly and swiftly.
I guess this is also why the older I got the worse the abuse got. As I got older she had to compete with me physically as well as mentally and emotionally.
This competition extended to emotions as well. And I think ?this? was the hardest for me to bare. My emotions would always be usurped by hers. If I was sad and went to her?? she was far sadder, if I was angry, she was ?far? angrier and so on?AND her reasons for the existence of her superior emotional needs were always far more solid and valid than mine could ever be.
So in a way ?this? was my annihilation. In her eyes I simply DID NOT EXIST. Apart from as somone who must be dismissed at all costs.
She would always justify why ?her? emotions were greater and therefore needing more attention than mine.
Writing this I see now why I am ?so? triggered by my brother, because in fact, he is reminding me of my mum. His need is to constantly compete with me and beat me down. Maybe I should say, I never wanted to compete with her. I just wanted a mum. I just wanted her to love me.
So I know this longing AN, and how incredibly painful it is. The need in us to just want a mum to love us and approve of us, be impressed by us, but they are incapable of any of those things because they are too busy competing with us.
We know this rationally, but that need still remains.
I hate my mother for depriving me of the mother ?daughter bond, because she was too selfish, self absorbed, too bloody damaged to give it to me.
I think you are spot on with what you say about not running away from the work situation. I should use this as a mechanism to process the feelings that are surfacing right now. The feelings are incredibly powerful and I am sure I have felt them before but at least now I am identifying where they are truly coming from.
Hopefully if I can plough through these emotions and keep writing through them to alleviate some of the pressure I can begin to detach from them. Put them into some sort of perspective instead of feeling overwhelmed by them.
I have run away constantly in the past and I think all it has ever done is kept my true feelings buried inside me and at the same time, fed the belief that I am crap, so re-enforcing my low self esteem. Thank you again AN.
Attila- You do well to stay away from your BIL. You are correct in thinking, he is a complete narcissist. I think that is such typical narcissist behaviour, to appear to the outside world as one thing but at home to be something entirely different.
I feel incredibly sad for your DH too growing up in such an environment. It must have been quite a painful existence for him.
It also occurred to me when reading your post that you ?outlaws? probably trigger your emotions quite strongly Attila, because there is such a resemblance between their interactions and that of your ?old? family?
I agree with your insight on my post. I do think it is my father I am seeing. I always pick male bosses and I always want to impress them and get upset if they don?t ?notice? me or give me ?attention?. This boss is particularly hands off (no innuendo intended) in terms of his management style, which is a good thing because I hate feeling controlled. It is reminding me on the other hand of a childhood longing to have my dad notice me and be impressed by me.
There is a lot more regarding these links to my father I think I need to write through some of these too.
PinkyMinxy- ((((hug)))) for yesterday, but it is also a positive thing that you felt your anxiety more because you are getting stronger and so these attacks are less normal.
Anxiety is a dreadful thing to deal with, but those of us on here that suffer from it can help each other. I found a really good website on here the other day and I will look to see if I can put a link in to it.
I have realised that there are things that I do to deal with my anxiety which actually make my anxiety worse. They are habitual things, like taking stimulants, high sugar foods, sitting up late and dwelling on things with constant mind chatter. Avoiding situations which make me anxious and so never getting an opportunity to replace negative, anxiety inducing thoughts or experiences with a positive ones. I have only just realised that this is what I am doing and some of these habits I think I am a bit addicted to as well so it is hard to part with them.
Oneplusone- Sorry I meant to say how far I feel you have come also, when reading your posts, especially with facing some very difficult things head on. What you were saying about facing the fact that your mother didn?t bond with you and so you didn?t bond with dd and having to face up to that. That takes an incredible amount of strength and courage.
Your post on this topic helped me a lot because I had a huge realisation myself whilst reading them. I realised that some of the issues I had, when I felt ds preferred MIL over me, was (and I am a bit ashamed to say this) because part of me was ?JEALOUS? of ds bond with MIL. Though not as I originally thought, because she was taking my place, but because ?he? was taking mine! He was getting the nurturing from her that I so desperately wanted.
As AN said there is part of me still searching for the ?perfect mum? who will love me and nurture me and give to me without wanting or needing anything in return. That thing that eluded all of us on here. Unconditional love.