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Wondering….

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With holidays comes a lot of anxiety for me. Traffic in and out and around me. Times of extreme discomfort with a lack of personal space. The dread of running into the source of my pain and constant battle for sanity. Although I thoroughly enjoy the time with my kids and my immediate family, the lump in my throat builds over this time, spreading to my stomach, and threatening to swallow me whole. After all of the merriment if the time it inevitably quiets down at night and then the thoughts begin.

What could have been? Could have been happy and carefree during holidays and family functions? Would I have been better organized and far less frazzled at this time of year? Would I see danger around every corner, in every room I’m not in with my children? Would I constantly wonder what’s bring said, suggested, shown to them? I  constantly afraid of what may happen? I lose so much more sleep this time of year because I feel like my control over every situation lessons with so many people, so many unknown and uncontrollable variables.

I wonder about my love life….or lack of really. I think back over every relationship and how each ended. Not one that’s been truly healthy, sometimes because of my choice of man, but more often because once they get too close or become too intertwined in my life the fears creep in and eventually wins. I wonder would I have had a normal (whatever that is) marriage or relationship, all loving and full of laughter, if not for my abuse? Would I be able to recognize and accept real love? Would I be able to trust? Would I feel secure and comfortable? Would my kids have had a 2 parent household and learned healthy relationship habits? What kind of habits have they learned from me at this point?

In my mind I see family dinners, days at the park, vacations. At this time of year I see things like the guys going off to choose the Christmas tree, arts and craft times, bonfires, cooking….all with dad involved. We do these things still, but I feel like something is missing and I wonder if my kids feel that void, too.

I see loneliness looming in the future. My oldest is almost grown and I’m trying my best not to smother my youngest in my paranoia and fear. I fight now too cling to the point that she feels completely codependent on me. And I know she’ll be grown and gone eventually, too. This year as I’m accepting the finality of my divorce I’m thinking it only lasted this long because we weren’t under the same roof. Had he lived here would have been unsettled I think. Not because of anything he said or did, but simply because he’s a man in personal space with my kids. Thats a horrible thought to have about a person you love, about a person that’s given you no reason to think that way. And here I am resigning myself to being alone because I can’t take that chance, bringing an outsider around my kids. Into our space. Risking anything happening to them, a monster in disguise slipping in. And by the time she’s grown….well, I’ll just be too out of touch with the dating world to even think about relationships. So yep, I see loneliness in my future.

I wonder what could have been. I mourn the life I never got the chance to have. I just wonder….

 

Happy, go lucky, and flirty

I don’t know when it became so normal for me to pay a role. I mean I don’t remember the exact moment or even when it began. It seems is just always been that way.

I sat tonight and read words on a screen from an old friend describing me as happy, flirty, and fun. And I wonder where she went. I don’t see that person anymore when I look in the mirror, not sure I ever did. I saw a man of who I wanted to be. I have apparently been an actress worthy of an Academy.

Where did she go? Well I guess the birth of my daughter and the gut wrenching, panic attack inducing, heart stopping emotions of the nightmarish kind that surfacedas a result of my fears stripped me of my mask. I have floundered ever since, struggled to get my footing. At times I have spiraled downward into the darkest pits of depression, moving trance like through my days. Other times I’ve actually felt alive and like I was growing and flourishing.

One thing is certain though, I have to figure out how to leave the mask in its case. I’m embracing parts of my journey and taking steps towards embracing it all. Starting tonight.

I stepped out on the ledge of vulnerability and gave this blog info to my friend. I acted on trust, something I have rarely done with those I know personally in my inner circle. (That is another strange to thing to me, that I can share these details with strangers, but an paralyzed at the thought of those closest to me reading it.) Another step in my journey to healing?  Maybe. Just maybe.  Perhaps I’ll one day be that woman I wanted to be. Miss Happy Go Lucky Flirty

the ME you never see

I’ve been very busy lately. Extremely so. I barely sleep. I’m constantly moving. Constantly doing. I’ve found myself on an upward spiral with work and school. I must admit that it’s a very productive picture from the outside. Very positive. Some days I feel exactly that, a sort of satisfied exhaustion.

And then it gets dark. The kids go to bed. The house gets quiet, the only sound being the a/c clicking off and on. And my thoughts, memories, fears, begin to scream so loudly until I can’t sit or lie still. I find myself extra productive at night for the simple fact that I’m trying to drown out the silence.

I’m at a time where I’m questioning so much more. I’m trying to picture my life going forward. Where will I be 5 years from now? Right now I have children at home, a husband, school, a business I’m trying to get off the ground, there’s just so much. 5 years from now I see me with 1 kid still at home, a business, and maybe school. My oldest will go off and live his life and I pray that my paranoia doesn’t take over his life. I worry that I go beyond teaching him caution, but that I’ve ill prepared him for other parts of life and made him too dependent. I wonder about my husband and if he’ll be able to continue handling my emotional instability and fears once he’s home and it’s in his face every day. On some level I think I’m preparing for when he can’t anymore and I’m safeguarding myself to make sure I’ll still be ok. See the paranoia?

People tell me on a regular basis that I’m so great. That I seem to have it together. That I’m a great mom. A busy person. That I’m so strong. I wonder if they ever stop to think of why or wonder if it’s not just on the surface?

These are my early morning ramblings.

Escaping the Victim Mentality

A victim mentality is one in which someone blames others for what happens or has happened in their world. It can also be considered a person who thinks the future only holds bad things for them or they are “unlucky.” It’s buying into and believing that circumstances are beyond your control. And it can be when you believe that what you’ve done or haven’t done during your life is the cause or reason for what’s happening in someone else’s life years and years later. This isn’t excusing someone that is actually an abuser. However, narcissistic and abusive people will have a victim of their abuse believing that they (the victim) are actually the abuser and that they’re crazy. Buying into that thought feeds that victim mentality.

A traumatic event such as child abuse, sexual abuse, or domestic violence can open the door for a person to believe that they’re destined to struggle, that they have or are bad luck. If you accept that way of thinking then you become a prisoner to your own limiting beliefs. For example, a small child sees his/her parent constantly struggling. That child hears the parent constantly blaming others (supervisor, co-worker, family member, friend) for whatever is going wrong. Every statement is about how nothing good ever happens to him/her. As this child grows that is the example they will follow. This child will engage in negative self talk (“I got a bad grade because I’m stupid and the teacher doesn’t like me”). As an adult when things don’t go right it’ll be because bad luck runs in the family or that no one ever taught him such and such. This child will always be the victim of circumstance, taking no responsibility for his own actions, and in essence attracting abusers.

This was me.

I’M THE VICTIM….ALWAYS

There’s a bit of security to be found in having a victim mentality. You really believe this is who you are so you learn to never expect more from the people around you so you don’t end up disappointed or hurt. People seem to help you more even though it’s usually out of pity. And you remove the personal responsibility from yourself because you have no control over yourself or your circumstances with this mentality. This mindset leaks into every part of your life, poisoning your self image, your relationship with everyone around you, and every opportunity that comes your way. It’s negative and unproductive because it will keep you from living. You just exist with this mentality. Survive, not thrive.

1. Take honest inventory. You have to be open and honest with yourself here. Admit to yourself if there are situations that YOU are accountable for? Even if you played a minor role, admit to yourself what your role was and accept it. Even though this may be difficult at first, this step will give you the freedom to move forward.

2. Acknowledge the pity party and your guests. A part of having a victim mentality is that somewhere along the way it was acknowledged and reinforced by others. As I said above, this usually comes from pity and that’s not a positive thing. Acknowledge those areas you can have more control over and figure out how to do just that.

3. Validate yourself. A huge part of falling into a victim mentality is that someone along the way put you in this role. Something happened. And 9 times out of 10, your experience, thoughts, feelings weren’t validated by those around you. And you got stuck in the victim role. Well validate yourself. It happened, whatever it was. And it hurt. In my case it happened over and over again in my own mind each time someone wrote it off as either not happening or not being a bid deal. Well that’s painful to a victim of abuse! However, you have to be strong enough to say “YES IT HAPPENED, BUT I WILL NOT ALLOW IT TO CONTINUE WITH MY EMOTIONS AND THOUGHTS.” Take a deep breath, it’s not happening now. Learn to take the lessons with you, be more cautious, more alert, or whatever you have to do, but don’t take the victimizing woe is me thoughts with you. And if you need to, get support from a therapist or coach.

4. Step into the light. You are the writer of your own story. Do you want to keep living the old story? Do you want to hide in the shadows? You know the old story, but now is the time to write a new one. In your new story focus on solutions, positive thoughts, positive people, supportive circles. This will help you get out of the shadows of the past.

5. Count your blessings. The power of positive thinking is a powerful tool. Focus on what you have, the good that’s happened in your life, what you’ve learned about yourself and other. Look at your strength, you’re still standing. If you need to, make a list. I did this for a time. I kept a journal in which I wrote at least 5 things I was thankful for every single day. Initially it was hard to think of that many (as if 5 is a big number right?) things to add at the end of the day. But after a short time of struggling to find the positives I began to see more and more things in my every day and in my past to be thankful for. I stopped keeping the journal simply because I didn’t have enough time in the evening to sit and write it all down!

I’m writing this post because I’ve been looking at those around me and seeing how my attitude now is affecting my relationships with them. And I’m remembering those relationships just a few months ago. Major difference. The victim mentality is felt by others, including your children. It was very hard for me to take control and reclaim my power. It’s still hard at times. But I had to realize that I was attracting what I put out into the universe. I was relying on those around me for my happiness, yet never expecting them to make me happy at the same time. Can we say crazy? Ok, maybe not crazy, but definitely not logical, possible, positive, or productive.

If you’ve read any of my story then you know that I was a victim of child sexual abuse, verbal, emotional, and mental abuse. And I have struggled with that for 26 years. I’m in a very good place right now, but that has taken work. And I know it will take work to maintain it. These are steps I know that I will have to take over and over to achieve that. I’m hoping that by sharing my story, my struggles, my failure, and my triumphs someone else will be empowered, encouraged, and blessed.

*I want it to be understood that no where in this message do I want it to come across as abuse being the fault of the victim and the abuser being free of responsibility. This message is simply a matter of you choosing yourself and your life over the abuser and you winning your personal war.

One day I just woke up….

Hello all. I’m still here, still alive, still moving forward. I think I am anyway. After my last post I fell way back, wallowed in depression for a bit, allowed stress to overtake me…..until I simply couldn’t anymore.

I’d reached this point. I got up one day and just thought to myself that enough was enough. I’m in my early 30’s. I have a husband and 2 kids. I looked around and back over my life and realized I’ve never really lived, just existed. And I was tired.

Well now I’m tired for other reasons. I got up, got out, and got busy. Busy praying and trying to reconnect my spirit. Because honestly I’ve found it hard to pray at times. I’ve thought often that He’s not listening anyway, otherwise all of the things that happened to me as a child wouldn’t have happened.

I engaged myself in what was going on with my kids. I’ve always been involved, but there’s a difference between being involved and being engaged. It’s been liking operating in a cloud of light, my energy is different and my munchkins feel it.

I got busy advocating for other victims of abuse. Won’t say much here, but it’s been so rewarding on so many levels that I can’t even explain. And I’m so grateful to be helping someone else.

And I got busy working for myself. I launched a business I started 2 years ago and never really pushed for and now I’m up and rolling. I’m excited and rejuvenated, but exhausted at the same time. It’s a happy exhaustion though. I go to bed and I’m actually sleeping! For 4 hours at least lol

Anyway, that’s my update. I’m not going to do the other things I’ve so busy with and that’s homework. I’m determined to accelerate this year so gotta stay focused!

Until next time….

 

Day 20: 100 Days Happy

Today I’m just happy to be alive. Today I’m not depressed. Today I’m not exhausted. Today I’m not sad. Today I just am. And that makes me happy. 

Day 19: 100 Days Happy

 

I am an organization freak! I’m told it’s a part of my control issues (thanks to my old shrink for that bit of info). Well this school year is going to be a busy one and it’s only just started. Band, ballet, volunteer hours, doctor appointments, homework, youth group…..and that’s just my kids! Ugh…it’s enough to make my head spin.

So today I’m thankful for the one thing that may keep me sane: my calendar.

 

**this isn’t my personal calendar, it’s a google image**

Day 18: 100 Days Happy

 

Today was a good….no, a great day. Do you have to choose just 1 thing to be happy about for this challenge?? Well today I can’t. Today I went from a miserable, but proud mommy taking my children to school to just an incredibly proud and happy mommy and wife. I spent time with my children this evening. I watched them interact, listened to them laugh, had great heart to hearts with my oldest….and he listened! Even more, he responded thoughtfully. 3 points for mom: 1 point for the teen!! lol 

I also had a very heartfelt conversation with my husband and that is always a good thing. But ever so often you have a moment with a person that is recognizably the start of a new phase of your relationship. Today was such a day for us. And it was beautiful and comforting and just wonderful. I’m constantly amazed at how many levels understanding we are able to find. 

So I guess if I have to choose just 1 way to sum up today’s happy then I’ll say today it was my family. My own little piece of happiness that is my everything. What are you happy for today?

If she flinches….

Someone posted this on FB and my own picture popped into my mind. Oh how hard it is for others to understand…

Day 16: 100 Days Happy

Tonight I got a call from my baby brother. Haven’t talked to him in a long time and I miss his crazy self. We got to chat and play catch up a bit. No matter how much trouble he gets into, I pay attention to the good in him. Good guy when he wants to be, will give you the shirt off his back. Just needs to mature and be as good as he has the potential to be. Praying for him. 

Day 16 Happy challenge winner is: reconnecting with my baby brother.