Thank you OW.
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don't worry about complaining - that's what this board is here for! We will listen to you complain all day long if you want to.
You're so right - it's not fair. The way you were treated as a child was beyond not fair. You should have had so much more.
You may be finally feeling and believe deep down the things that you've known for a long time - that it was your parents and not you. It's so much harder to feel these things than to know these things, and maybe your sadness comes from starting to really accept it.
It's nice to hear someone else say that it wasn't fair. I always thought my parent's deserved a kid who could make them happy and meet their needs, not the other way around. And i think your right, this sadness is part of true acceptance. My T said it's a good stage because at least when I'm sad I'm not beating up on myself and trying to convince myself that I'm the one with the issues. I think it is a huge step forward, but a hard, hard, hard one.
And Thanks, Russ, I appreciate your words. As for shelving it... I say that because my T wants me to work on this stuff and feel this stuff WITH HER-- not all alone by myself between sessions. I personally think that is a pretty f***ing difficult thing to learn, especially with this issue, but is something to aim for. It doesn't mean I should ignore it and act like it isn't there, but basically not focus on my issues ALLLLLLL the time... she keeps saying something about "enjoying living my life..." whatever THAT means!
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It takes an open heart and an innate understanding of the importance of connection to be truly affectionate. Maybe your mom, like my mom and lots of other moms, just didn't have this.
No, my mom did not have this. T and I have spent a lot of time talking about how she couldn't connect with ANYONE and how, whenever she was getting dangerously close to having to connect, she would create a diversion (get sick, angry, pissed off, dismissive, etc). The only time she was EVER emotionally connected with me was when I was a baby, and not even very much then. As long as she could believe I was an extension of her, she was fine, but when I began to pull away (about age 2), that is when the rejection really started. And my T said it was probably worse for me than my brother because I was the youngest and my mom couldn't just go and get her needs met by another new baby. She really resented me for growing up and moving away from her... even though i was THE MOST codependent kid.
My sadness is still strong today... but I have a different perspective too. it's weird... almost like I know now that I deserved more when I was a kid instead of just merely hoping I did. Does that make sense? The funniest thing about this cloud of sadness is that it is bringing about strong feelings for my T. I don't know why, but I just can't stop thinking of how much I love her and why I love her. It isn't a needy, clingy feeling either, like "I don't ever want her to leave me" (I have that too sometimes), but it's a calm, warm feeling. I think I am on the verge of believing... feeling... that she loves me too. That's really strange to say, but it's as if she is becoming real to me. It's very deep, deep stuff.
-CT