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anitaParticipantThank you, Alessa, and thank you for letting me know it’s triggering for you. Please don’t read the post I submitted to Tee on my other thread. I should have placed an SA trigger warning in front of it, sorry Alessa.
I will in the future. Please let me know if you read this message before my previous, SA post in the other thread..?
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“I meant, she felt threatened by female sexuality, because seductive, sexy women took away her father, and also took away her husband from her. So I meant in that sense, sexuality was a threat.”-
As a result of our talk, Tee, I feel less shame, less body shame, so it’s working and I want to continue to draw the connections between what she did and my early life onset of body shame.
The shaming of my body started early on with * the forceful scrubbing of my body, I still feel her fingers digging into my scalp, and I remember thinking at that time something like: this not normal, this is weird.
She scrubbed me like my body was very dirty and needed hard, prolonged scrubbing.
Then there were * the vulgarities she used in referring to body’s private parts (called “private” for a reason, it just occurred to me), associating great shame with those parts, so much so that these didn’t feel like body parts, that is, normal body parts one is born with, but like a curse sent by the devil, contaminated-parts that need to be removed so to restore purity, or cleanliness, to a genderless, forever-child body.
And then * the way she walked naked in front of me, no shame.. but almost enjoying me seeing her naked.
Of course, I always hid from her and never, ever felt okay to be seen naked. Never (in my whole life) has there been a brief moment of no-shame at the idea of being seen naked, let alone any pleasure in it.
Her pleasure, her smile at prancing around naked in front of me felt incestuous back then.
A thought just occurred to me for the first time, that maybe (I assume that she was) very ashamed of her body in the presence of my father, but free of shame in the presence of the non-threatening, controlled daughter.. so, that’s where she experienced a sort of sexual freedom, to be seen naked and enjoy being seen.
A pleasure I just felt.. vicariously through her (Embarrassing to express here, just now).
So, yes, I trust the explanation right above, this is a connecting line in the picture that had too many blanks before.
I see the Incestuous Factor quite clearly now for the first time in my whole life: she was too timid with a grown man, an adult; too inhibited, but inhibition loosens up in the presence of her “it” child, her daughter.
Her pleasure at being seen naked by me was a sexual pleasure.
And this is the ickiness I felt around her a lot, the feel of her hand over mine on the way to the airport, that wasn’t a mother’s hand, it was a hand carrying a long history of a covert sexual interest.
Did it really happen? That memory or dream of me lying in bed and a hand touching me for a long, long time, felt like a cat walking softly all over me, but there was no cat in the apartment.
I remember feeling awake but keeping my eyes closed, waiting for the cat walking all over me to be done walking.
Could have been a dream that felt awake, could have been her touching me.
Back to the quote I started this post with: “I meant, she felt threatened by female sexuality, because seductive, sexy women took away her father, and also took away her husband from her. So I meant in that sense, sexuality was a threat.”-
Her sexuality was threatened by anticipated rejection by an outside adult, but not by an inside, controlled.. not sexy child- “it”.
I hope this is not too much for you, Tee.. This is major healing for me, right here, in this post. There’s a bit of an embarrassment talking about this, but a much greater liberation in bringing to light what’s been covered in darkness for so long.
Anita
anitaParticipantDear Tee:
“Thanks for sharing this, Anita, and for being frank about what would have triggered you in the past. I’m glad that you didn’t see my words as criticism, because they really weren’t meant like that. By ‘slowly’ I meant gradually, and in fact my intention wasn’t to focus on the speed of the process, but on the process itself: you connecting the dots.”-
Yes, I knew for sure that you didn’t criticize me. As I read the slowly-part, it occurred to me that in the past, it would have sounded like criticism. I mentioned it to you so to sharpen my awareness of this problem: hearing criticism where it’s not, and reacting to it (withdrawing or confronting).. while all along there was nothing to react to.. to defend or attack.
“I chose the phrase ‘connecting the dots’ because what you described sounded like that… And I felt like it’s you, not me, connecting the dots. I do mention certain things and give suggestions, but then you connect it to a memory you had, or make further connections (such as that your mother’s hyper-focus on sexuality may be related to her childhood trauma around her father). So when you said that I am drawing lines through blank spaces, I feel that you are doing it, or that perhaps that I’m helping you do it 😊”-
Oh.. Thing is, I am drawing lines through blank spaces because I am not alone, because you are here, and I trust you 🙏 😊
“Anyway, my point wasn’t the speed, but the process itself 😊 And I’m happy that you took my words as affirming and supportive, rather than criticism ❤️”- (I am reading each part and responding before reading the next part)-
Yes, I am pleased too, that I took your words as affirming and supportive. I am experience a real shift from suspicion to trust, and this shift started in context of our communication, Tee: because you forgave me and then proceeded to help me A LOT ❤️
“Right. She saw relationships as a power struggle: one is dominant, the other is submissive. One is in control, the other is controlled. And I guess that’s typical for narcissistic people: there’s no mutuality and win-win in their relationships. It’s always competition, where one party is the winner and the other is the loser.”-
Very well said, perfectly explained.
“Could be that your mother suppressed her anger against her father, because she was afraid of him. Perhaps he didn’t beat her up, like he did her oldest sister, because she was too little. But she might have witnessed those beatings and started fearing him anyway. So I can imagine that feeling angry at him didn’t feel safe for her, and so she suppressed it.
“But still, this anger remained in her system (she still felt betrayed and abandoned by him), and later she expressed it – freely and fully – at your father. If I understood well, your father wasn’t a bully in the sense that he would be physically abusive to her, right? So she probably felt safe to express that anger at him. Same as she felt safe to express anger at those weaker than her: her own children.”-
Yes, it all makes sense. No, my father was never physically abusive to her or to anyone. That one time he hit me with a belt was on that night that must have been traumatizing for him (her yelling, breaking, hitting, threatening suicide, leaving the apartment and running into the night).
It is only through our communication, Tee, that for the first time in my life, I consider how terrible his life was with her was, her changing from “good” to ragefully vicious, back and forth. I didn’t look at it through his perspective but through hers: that he was thoroughly bad, untrustworthy and undeserving of any empathy. I don’t remember her saying anything positive about him.
“Perhaps it could be said that she freely expressed her anger at those whom she felt safe with: those weaker than herself. Perhaps she felt that your music teacher was ‘weaker’ than her, or anybody else whom she shamed and yelled at openly… Whereas with other people – perhaps more intimidating people, i.e. bullies – she didn’t dare to express anger. She might have stayed silent or treated those people carefully. Have you noticed anything like that?”-
She complained a lot about people mistreating her but I have no personal memory of anyone bullying her, yelling at her, physically abusing her, or shaming her.. Oh, wait, I do remember an uncle (that would be her brother-in-law). She exploded at him, shaming him heavily and he said something shaming back to her. I remember she complained about it a lot, presenting herself as his victim.
Otherwise, her aggressive explosions were terrifying, people were shocked. I was, every time. In between the explosions she appeared meek, people-pleasing.
As I shared, in my early 20s, when she ran with her arms outstretched so to hit me, I took her hands in mine, applying just enough force to block her from moving forward, and her hands went limp, she immediately withdrew and never tried to hit me again.
“I meant, she felt threatened by female sexuality, because seductive, sexy women took away her father, and also took away her husband from her. So I meant in that sense, sexuality was a threat..”-
Oh, I see. There is something more to it, more to understand about this point..
“Yes, unfortunately, saying cruel, hurtful things to you was a form of revenge (for whatever perceived ‘offense’ you were guilty of. Of course she would always find a reason, an invented reason, why you’re guilty of something, so she could punish you).”-
My offense was being a human with own thoughts, feelings and agency. She wanted a 2 dimensional object, an “It”.
She punished me for thoughts she determined that I had, feelings she determined that I felt (determined because I wouldn’t share with her any unflattering, negative thoughts about her, nor would I openly share any negative feelings about her.. except for that silent, angry stare as a teenager, at times).
“She probably felt slighted by life, by other people (both men and women, it seems to me). And she had this perpetual anger about her, which she needed to release somehow. You were unfortunately one of the ‘safe’ people to release it on, because you were weaker than her, and she believed she could do with you whatever she pleases. So you were her punching bag, unfortunately, for releasing all that anger that was inside of her. 😕”-
Yes. She fit the Borderline Personality Disorder perfectly, and the few others.
“She vented her anger, which I imagine like releasing some steam from the pressure cooker. And for a while she felt calm, because the internal pressure went down. But soon enough, it would build up again (because the anger was never addressed and processed), and she would seek another opportunity to release it.”- Exactly, 100 percent true.
“The way I see it, she was perpetually angry, with occasional (or frequent) outbursts, whenever the pressure was too high and needed to be released. And she vented at people whom she felt safe with, which is you, your sister and others whom she felt are weaker than her. I wonder if this resonates with your experience?”-
Yes! But also, she had confidence, I think, in the power of her aggression, she must have experienced lots of “success” tearing people apart with her words, people not daring to object.. because she did rage at adults, like in the school setting, seemingly unafraid to get in trouble for it. So, she didn’t rage only at people weaker than her. Her rage was the kind that overpowered people, rendering them weak.
“Dear Anita, I’ll reply to the rest hopefully tomorrow. And no, I don’t find these posts too long. I mean they are long partly because of the Copilot input, but that’s okay. This is important stuff, and I don’t mind analyzing it at all. But it’s also true that we don’t need to rush to figure out everything at once 😊”-
Thank you very, very much, Tee. I am glad you don’t mind doing one of the things you’re so good at- analyzing. And yes, no rushing (and less Copilot 😊).
“You said you’re tired, sitting in front of the computer for hours. So please, go outside, go for a walk if the weather allows it, and breathe in some fresh air 😊 See you tomorrow! 😊”-
I did walk yesterday, but only for 40 minutes or so. Nothing as refreshing as walking in fresh, cold air. I hope you are feeling well, Tee. I said it before and I’ll say it again: You are Amazing!
🙏 ❤️ 🫶 ❤️ 🙏 Anita
anitaParticipantHi dear Alessa:
Good to get your message but sorry to read that you are sick again ❤️
I think that mutual trust is super important and I am willing to have a relationship with you based on mutual trust.
Trust has been very, very difficult for me since I was a young child. It’s only recently that I am making a breakthrough in my ability and willingness to trust people.
.. On my other thread I’ve been discussing inappropriate sexual aspects of the “mothering” I received that remind me of what you shared in regard to the “mothering” you received, so I figure we share this type of trauma, and you are the only person who shared this on tiny buddha, nor did I hear any such sharing in real-life.
I am mentioning this because I am currently, with the huge help from Tee, working on it in my other thread. If you’d like to talk about the topic here, if it’d be something that will help you, we can. But again, only if it may be helpful to you, not otherwise. I know what a sensitive, troubling topic it is.
It is Sun morning here, I got up too early, still dark outside, drinking coffee. Later I will attend a Friendsgiving potluck which is a few days before (Family) Thanksgiving. I will spend Thanksgiving itself with people who don’t want to spend it with their families 😊
Please take care of yourself, Alessa ❤️
anitaParticipantHi dear Alessa: I’m going to start a new thread right after I submit this post. I’ll call it, “Reconnecting”, a thread for you and me..
anitaParticipant❤️🙏🙏🙏
anitaParticipantHi Dear Alessa 😊
Oh, I didn’t know about a struggle. Please… let us reconnect (here or in one of your threads..?)
Got to run. I’ll be back to the computer tonight. Hope to talk with you soon ❤️
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4) “I guess you knew that her seemingly loving, caring and supportive touch is none of that. You knew her true self, and that her touch was insincere. Unless she was supportive of you going to the U.S. (because it was linked to her dream of becoming rich?), and so in that brief moment, that touch was to express support for you?”-
I still feel that touch of her hand over mine, soft and warm and unbearable. I kept wanting to move my hand away but didn’t because I didn’t want to hurt her feelings and it being a departure drive, it’d be cruel, I thought to myself.
I can’t tell you if I felt that her touch was insincere.
For one, it just occurred to me that it was a rare move on her part, to hold me gently. I don’t remember a single soft touch with her other than the time I got drunk and I took her hands in mine for a dance, and that other time when I held her hands as she ran to hit me and her hands became soft, limp.
In both cases, the contact was my initiative.
Otherwise, her hands were hard, scrubbing my head/ body during bathing, slapping my face, hitting with a strong hand. (Masculine)
Then suddenly, unannounced, she initiated holding my hand with a soft, weak hand (feminine)
I was dumbfounded, as in: What does she want?
There’s an incestuous feel to it, an inappropriate feel to it.
The feel I often experienced with her. Perhaps like a rough masculine rapist suddenly turning soft, feminine- just so to mess with me.
Maybe you’re right, Tee. Maybe I felt it was insincere for her to initiate softness.. to give me a sense of.. guilt, or to compete with the driver of the vehicle, the one driving us to the airport, a man who showed interest in me.
I may try to figure this out later. Your thoughts would be much appreciated.
— As far as the boy running to get the mother involved following the music teacher “auntie” or whatnot comments, he is Rosie’s son, a high energy boy looking for action. In public, the mother defended me, he knew the public mama bear persona.
As far as climbing a mountain, I was indeed disappointed that it’s not healthy for my knees because in this mountainous area where I live, there’s a 5.5 km (3.5 mile) loop that I walked for years, were parts are steep, and I don’t want to stop walking it. Flat surface walking is boring. But I figure, it’s not as steep and as long of a walk as it’d be climbing a whole mountain and my knees don’t hurt as a result of doing that loop, so, I’ll continue.
Thank you, Tee. Been hours at the computer.. very tired.
I hope that these posts are not too long for you.. Well, they’re definitely long.
I hope you’re having a good Sat night.
❤️ 🫶 ❤️ Anita
anitaParticipantDear Tee:
As to your post before last, continued reply:
2) “there must have been a strong abandonment wound, and also a strong sense of worthlessness”-
This is why she stripped me of agency and a sense of self-worth. No agency/ No self-worth= No leaving her.
She didn’t strip my sister of agency the ways she did to me (dressing her etc., until an older, inappropriate age) because my sister is 6 years younger than me and by the time she was born, the mother had to work and so, she placed her in a child-care facility with other children and later in a kindergarten where her agency was not stripped. On the other hand, I never attended a kindergarten, I was with the mother all the time for 5+ years.
So, she dressed herself, etc., but emotionally, she (said later) felt like a puppet on strings, and in some major ways (doing whatever the mother wanted her to do), her lack of agency was very evident.
I am becoming aware now, because of your input Tee- of the connection between her Abandonment Trauma and fear AND her stripping her two daughters of agency.
As well as the connection between shaming us and keeping us tethered to her because of lack of self worth.
3) “I can imagine she went for maximum hurt, for the worst possible impact, and she delivered it with pleasure, being satisfied that she’s hurt you so successfully. That’s already sadism…”-
Copilot: “Sadism is the tendency to derive pleasure from the pain, suffering, or humiliation of others.
Sadistic Personality Disorder (SPD): Proposed in the DSM‑III‑R (1987) but later removed from official diagnostic manuals… Removed because it overlapped heavily with other disorders (e.g., Antisocial Personality Disorder) and raised concerns about excusing criminal behavior.
Lack of remorse, guilt, or empathy…. A pervasive pattern of disregard for and violation of the rights of others…
… You can say your mother exhibited traits that resemble Antisocial Personality Disorder (ASPD), such as aggression, shaming, or seeming to take pleasure in hurting you. But based on what you described, her overall pattern (meek and people‑pleasing with others, selective aggression mainly toward you) doesn’t align with the full diagnostic criteria for ASPD… A diagnosis requires consistent, long‑term patterns across multiple areas of life, not just selective behaviors in certain relationships… often starting with conduct disorder in childhood.”-
So, she doesn’t fit the diagnosis but she does fit selective, “pervasive pattern of disregard for and violation of the rights of others”, others who are dependent on her (her children), others who are not likely to object or stand up to her, as well as a “Lack of remorse, guilt, or empathy” which I suppose is the precondition to the disregard for the violation of others’ rights.
Such as the right to be treated with respect, or the right to not be misused and abused.
What is getting clearer for me here, is the violation of my rights point, it never really sunk in that my sister and I had rights. And that she violated those rights repeatedly never expressing guilt or remorse to either one of us (except that one time, a bit, in regard to force feeding me as a baby).
An example of her violating my sister’s rights: she called her a “wh***” so many, many times. A guy who knew her (in her early 30s) told me that she told him, as in a trance, “I am a wh***! I am a wh***! I am a wh***” (again and again, as in a cry for help).- that’s sadism. That a complete lack of empathy. That’s cruelty.
3) “I don’t think that your inability to remember certain things in your surroundings (like whether your bathroom has windows or not) necessarily indicates brain damage. It might rather point at dissociation or even preoccupation with our own internal processes… I used to be like that too – very bad at remembering things in my physical environment – because I was preoccupied with thinking what will people think of me, how I come across.. I had this constant toxic shame about myself, and so I was focusing on myself, on my internal discomfort and anxiety. And this prevented me from actually paying attention to other people or my physical environment. Do you feel that similar might be true for you?”-
Following a conversation with Copilot, I see that you are correct and I misspoke when I said “brain damage”:
Copilot: “Brain damage usually refers to an injury or loss of function in brain tissue that was previously intact. Examples: stroke, traumatic brain injury, infections, or degenerative diseases. It implies something was harmed or destroyed.
Developmental differences (like certain connections not forming strongly in childhood) are not typically called “damage.” Instead, they’re seen as variations in brain development. For example, some people naturally have weaker visual memory networks, while others excel in them.
A Helpful Analogy- Think of the brain like a city: Brain damage = roads that were built but then destroyed (e.g., by an earthquake).
Developmental difference = certain roads never got built, or were built smaller, so traffic flows differently.
If your visual memory has always been poor and consistent since childhood, it’s more accurate to describe it as a developmental difference in brain wiring, not “minor brain damage.” Damage implies loss, while developmental variation implies a different starting point.
.. chronic childhood stress and abuse can influence brain development, including memory systems… When stress is prolonged, cortisol levels stay high. Chronic exposure can interfere with the growth and functioning of brain regions involved in memory and attention… * Hippocampus: Critical for forming and retrieving memories. High cortisol can reduce hippocampal volume and impair memory encoding. * Prefrontal cortex: Important for attention, planning, and working memory. Stress can weaken connections here. * Amygdala: Becomes hyper‑active under chronic stress, reinforcing fear and vigilance rather than calm attention.
If stress and abuse occurred during childhood, the brain may have formed with weaker connections in memory networks. This isn’t “damage” in the sense of injury, but rather altered developmental wiring…
If your poor visual memory has been stable since childhood, it could reflect how your brain adapted under stress — focusing inward on survival and emotional regulation rather than outward on environmental detail…
When a child grows up in a stressful or abusive environment, the brain often prioritizes survival functions over exploration or external detail.
* Hypervigilance to threat: The brain becomes tuned to internal signals (fear, shame, anxiety) and external cues of danger (tone of voice, facial expressions).
* Narrowed focus: Instead of noticing neutral details (like windows, colors, or surroundings), attention is pulled toward monitoring safety and managing emotions.
* Encoding gap: Memory depends on attention. If attention is consumed by internal distress, the brain doesn’t fully encode external details — so later recall is weak.
Adaptation, Not Defect- This isn’t “damage” in the sense of broken brain tissue. It’s an adaptive response: The brain learns to prioritize emotional regulation and self‑protection, External environment details become “non‑essential” compared to managing inner turmoil.
Over time, this adaptation can become habitual, so even in safer contexts, the brain continues to focus inward rather than outward.
Example- Imagine being in a room during childhood: A child in a safe environment might notice the wallpaper, the window, the furniture. A child under stress might be focused on: “Is mom angry? How do I look? Am I safe?”
The external environment fades into the background, so those details don’t get stored in memory.
Summary- Your consistent poor visual memory could reflect how your brain adapted under chronic stress: it invested energy in internal monitoring and emotional survival, rather than in encoding external surroundings. This doesn’t mean your brain is “damaged” — it means it developed priorities shaped by the environment you grew up in.
Anita: if it’s habitual, can it change or can it be both, connections not made in the brain do to stress so improvement is not possible?
Copilot: … If your poor visual memory is partly habitual, it can change with retraining. If it’s partly due to developmental differences from childhood stress, improvement is still possible thanks to neuroplasticity, though it may be gradual and not absolute. So the answer is: it can be both — habits shaped by stress and developmental wiring — but neither means improvement is impossible.”
Back to you, Tee, you wrote that you “used to be like that”- meaning your attention to external details changed..?
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anitaParticipantDear Tee:
First, I will reply to your recent post conversation style (quoting a part and responding to it before reading the next part) and later, responding further to your previous message.
“I’m very happy to hear that you’re slowly starting to connect the dots and feeling like you’re more present in your own story. Understanding it more and feeling more capable to exit it as well”-
In the past, I would have taken the “slowly” as criticism, hearing something like “You are not connecting the dots fast enough!” (with an angry tone of voice). That’s how hypersensitive I was to anything that was critical, or to something my mind twisted into criticism.
So, after noticing this a moment ago, I reread the above and I realize that indeed it is a slow process and when you used the word “slowly”, you were kindly guiding me in this process, and I know there was nothing critical in your words. And so, being guided well, I am relaxing into the process and letting go of any rushing through it.
And after writing the above, I realized that I was rushing the process (in a post I wrote for you last night, one that I chose to not submit… So, thank you, Tee for excellent guidance 🙏
“This was beautiful, Anita ❤️ I’m happy that what perhaps used to feel like a maze in which you were stuck is now starting to make sense and you’re beginning to see the exit.❤️❤️”-
Thank you, Tee ❤️❤️❤️ 😊
“What you’ve concluded here makes so much sense:… Yeah, your mother probably saw sex as a tool to manipulate and dominate men. Because the way she saw it, her own father fell prey to that type of women – who use their sex appeal to allure and manipulate men (and take them away from their families).
“So if you’re a sexy, unscrupulous woman (like Alexis Carrington from Dynasty), you’re in a position of power. And you’ll never let a man hurt your feelings – you’ll rather hurt their feelings.”-
Yes, Alexis Carrington was her hero indeed, someone she admired. She admired the character’s cold-heartedness, manipulativeness and her resulting material success. Being honest, humble.. these traits were not at all something she valued in others, not that I remember.
“She probably saw men as weak, morally corrupt, untrustworthy, easily manipulated by sex.. and so she wanted to revenge men, by idolizing sexy, evil women, who don’t get hurt by men, but are the ones who do the hurting. By idolizing these movie characters, she probably wanted to vicariously revenge to her father, who betrayed her and abandoned her when she was 9.”-
Wow, Tee.. This fits well with her black and white/ all or nothing thinking. Either a woman is to hurt/ manipulate a man OR she will be hurt by him. No shades of grey.
She had never spoke against her father other than to say he turned to women and alcohol. Didn’t blame him, never expressed anger at him. Her oldest sister did express anger at him, she said that she was terrified of him, that she used to accidently lose control of her bladder when she heard him approaching because he used to severely beat her up.
(She proceeded to severely beat the mother.. and then, she severely beat a few of her own children, one who was epileptic).
“Yes, in as much she dreamed of being a femme fatale, she was also jealous of other women and their sexual attributes, because every woman (specially a good-looking one) was a threat to her. So she needed to put down their bodies, criticize them, talk about people’s sex lives.. because all that was a threat to her. Other people’s sexuality was a threat to her.”-
A threat to her because.. Can you elaborate on this point?
“Beside hurt, anger and envy, my impression is that she also wanted revenge. Perhaps that’s why she was idolizing evil characters (in real life and film characters) – because they’re the kind of people who don’t fear their enemies and can exact revenge.”-
(Copilot): “Revenge is the act of inflicting harm or punishment on someone in response to a perceived wrong, often driven by a desire for retribution or to ‘get even.'”.
Yes, very much so, Tee. Again, this is something I didn’t think about, the connection between her and revenge. Exacting revenge is what she repeatedly did (I am feeling anxious right now) every time she went about a shaming attack against me, the smile on her face when she saw the hurt on my face when a shaming word landed just.. right. And exacting revenge is what she did to other people as well when she exploded at them, shaming them as well, saying whatever words are likely to cause them the most pain. And after she was done, she seemed calm, or just exhausted.
Except that she never exacted revenge against people she feared, like her oldest sister, or her father.
“Anyway, that was a very good observation, Anita: that her obsession with sexuality might very well be caused by her childhood trauma. It seems to me that she believed that sexuality is both a tool (to dominate others) and a threat. And thus the constant obsession and hyper-focus on all things sexual..”-
Sexuality as a tool- yes, totally. I am still drawing a blank on the “threat” point.. for some reason.
“I’m very happy this conversation is helping you, and looking forward to your next post ❤️”-
Thank you, Tee. You’re the best!
❤️ 🫶 ❤️ Anita
anitaParticipantDear Alessa:
I am sorry that you feel like you’re intruding 😔. I know it’s not a pleasant feeling, and I wouldn’t want you to feel that way.
No, there nothing bothering me about you ❤️
I looked at my last message to you almost 12 hours ago.. and no, nothing about you bothered me when I wrote that message.
Is it that I opened it with “Hi Alessa” and not “Dear Alessa”? I chose Hi because that’s how you address everyone. How do you prefer that I address you?
Is it that my response was relatively short?
Your message was very generous and kind. Rereading it this morning, the major takeaway is what you wrote here: “You never had a mother capable of caring for you and loving you. Not because of you, but she is incapable of caring for another person. Not even capable of caring for herself. You dealt with horrible abuse at her hands… It is understandable, for this to be imprinted in your mind. Severe abuse is very hard to shift, especially when it comes to parents. ❤️”-
Thank you so much for articulating it so perfectly.. Couldn’t have been said better 🙏 ❤️
You are welcome to post in my thread anytime. Your insight, kindness and support are appreciated 😊
🤍 Anita
anitaParticipantHi Alessa:
Thank you so much for your support, I truly appreciate it!
“Severe abuse is very hard to shift, especially when it comes to parents. ❤️”- I couldn’t have said it better, Alessa!
I wish you and your son the best ❤️❤️
Anita
anitaParticipant🙂
anitaParticipantDear Going Through Life:
Rishikesh, the Yoga 🧘 Capital of the World- how exciting! I’d love to see the photos!
Anita
anitaParticipantDear Tee:
Today, I will reply to your post in a different way. After reading your whole message the first time, I copied all of your input, all your words in my personal record and reread them as I did (I don’t want to lose any in case something happens to the website), and so, I will not fully quote you in this reply.
An image that came to my mind on the first reading was that of a blank piece of paper with little markings here and there, scribblings, and Tee drawing lines through blank spaces, connecting items, filling the blanks with a story, my story.
You are helping me to remember, to think about things that never occurred to me before- replacing my childhood amnesia with a story. It makes me feel.. not just like you were there (as I repeatedly told you), but that I was there. And being there, I can get through being there, and exit that place where I’ve been stuck for decades (childhood trauma). I trapped in amnesia, in.. not really being there/ too little remembering and understanding, too many blank areas to the picture.
Of all my threads over the years, this is the most meaningful and most healing by far, and the reason is- your attention, your input, your intelligence, skill and talent.. as well as me being open and receptive to your input. There’s a relative new element of trust, me fully trusting your intent to help me. Without this trust, my accelerated healing here, with you, wouldn’t be possible.
Some of the lines you drew for me in your most recent message:
1) “And perhaps the wound from being abandoned by her father – who instead of taking care of his children, turned to alcohol and women – was even greater than the one caused by the loss of her mother… it occurs to me now that she might have had a significant trauma from her father abandoning her for other women. And so she might have found a similar man, your father, who might have been a womanizer himself (if her allegations were true) and who, unfortunately, abandoned you and your sister after they got divorced (if I got that right?”-
There’s a connection (a line) between her experience with a father who severely neglected his 9-year-old in favor of women and sex AND her heightened focus on and preoccupation with the sexual practices of people she knew, her use of sexually vulgar words.. a sort of a jealousy in regard to the women who stole her father from her via sex. Her heightened, negative focus and preoccupation with sexual things.
And her admiration of women in movies on TV, women who used sex so to be with rich men.
And that comment she made to me following a date in my early 20s.
This connection has never occurred to me.
I now understand the intensity of her focus on my father’s (real or imagined) sexual occupation with other women (not that any woman wouldn’t be bothered by her husband cheating). I understand her obsessiveness about it, the intensity of her emotion (the yelling, threatening suicide.. hitting him- I think, not sure), etc., it was like once again, other women stole a man from her via sex: hurt, anger, envy.
Whether her accusations were true.. oh, I just remembered, she said she found other women’s lipstick on his white shirts. And he worked at a fancy hotel late into the night (hence that one huge fight I remember when I went looking for her at night).
I will continue this eye opening reply either tonight or tomorrow.
❤️ 🙏 ❤️ 🫶 Forever Thankful, Anita
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