Haven't been able to post for a while, and now that I've got a very small window, I'm getting overwhelmed again - the longer I go without posting, the more posts there are and discussions are begun, and my anxiety about not responding where I should, about intruding in someone else's debate, about offending people by saying the wrong thing or putting it the wrong way, about missing some really important salient point that someone else's post raised... just grows and grows. And the paralysis kicks in. So I'm having to take a deep breath and plunge in once more. Those of you who have been posting on here for a long time, does it get easier to feel you have the right to say whatever you want to say when you want to say it? I know I haven't been posting on here for very long, so don't know if that's partly why it gets so intense. Or is it - lots of people have talked about anxiety - I guess a lot of us get it one way or another - it's the norm for me I suppose to be anxious, whether I'm aware of it or not, it's always there. Just lately I've had the odd glimpse of moments without anxiety, where I feel for a moment as if I live in a world where something terrible isn't necessarily just around the corner, and doesn't have to be averted at all costs. I would like to live like that. More like that, anyway.
Sakura, thank you for your words about the situation with my niece - yes, you're absolutely right, you do have to be prepared to lose everyone. I came to that conclusion about three years ago, when I really got to the point of cutting out my family, and did cut them out for quite some time (they tried to bounce back in once DS was born, and it has been much harder since then.) I was having a session with my osteopath for a chronic back condition I have, and sort of processing stuff while she worked on me, and I realised then I had to risk sacrificing my relationship with them if that's what it took to become a mother myself. [Because I don't believe I could have had DS if I'd stayed trying to make things work with my old family. We were ttc for three and a half years, and went through a lot on the way; the difference came once I closed that door.] And so I'd kind of psyched myself for things to go off the rails back then, but somehow we managed to keep the relationship on track, even though I was not seeing or speaking to my brother or SIL. For the last three or four years, niece and nephew have visited us under their own steam, and we've just avoided talking about the whole family thing - I tried to protect them from it, as they were too young to have to deal with it. But her 18th birthday was the first real challenge - it was almost like she had to take sides, they did a big party for her and everyone in the family was invited but us. Including second cousins and great uncles she barely knows. I only knew about it cause a cousin told me. And the fact she didn't tell me - didn't say No, a family party for me without Anutie Bop is bullshit - something's gone wrong there. I'm not saying I blame her, I'm not saying she could have done it differntly; but I have been so hugely important in her life and she knows that and they all know that but cousin blah and uncle blah who mean NOTHING to her are there for her party but not us. The paradox is that if we had been invited it would have been awful too because to have gone would obviously have meant seeing them all, so it was a lose-lose situation - but something's happened. The fact is, I amd my niece haven't spoken/texted/emailed for over 2 months now, since her birhtday, and that is unprecedented. I've composed loads of messages to her in my head but can't send any, and she obviously can't either.
I'm sorry, i had no idea i was going to go on and on about this, it - sorry. very late, must go to bed , though i wanted to add in my stuff about pervy father who loves ridiculing, and my own horrible birth story, and so many things that people have siad have moved me so much - AN, I really felt from reading your story how desperately you needed to have that immdediate physical/emotional bond with your DD when she was born, how urgent it was for you because of your being given away by your own BM, and then how traumatic it all was, and it really got to me.
Never enough time, as usual. Smithfield, must just say thank you so much for your lovely and unexpected words to me about my writing, all I can say it that what you said made me cry. And thank you for sharing about your nan, that opened up your story hugely for me and I will have to come back to that another time. I think there is a lot of stuff we have in common around that, somehow, and it's not just mourning for generations, it's healing for generations past too.
Sorry not ignoring everyone else and all the other themes at the moment, just struggling here.