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anitaParticipantIt’s like “if I love her, I’ll get terribly hurt” (Fear of emotional pain),
“If I don’t love her, I won’t get hurt”.
So, when Love goes up, so does the Fear, and your 🧠 responds by “killing” the love,
But Confused is a loving person and she is truly lovable, so Love resurfaces, fun and affection..
And next- even if you don’t feel the Fear- 🧠 is in the habit of protecting you from anticipated emotional pain by producing emotional shutdowns and intrusive thoughts.
🐔 Anita (Copilot is not involved in the above, using my phone)
anitaParticipantHey 👋 Confused:
ROCD and Emotional Impermenance are useful terms, but the basic ingredients in these terms are Fear + Love. You Love her + you’re Afraid to lose her.
Your I-don’t-love-her intrusive thoughts is your 🧠 trying to neutralize the Fear of losing her, to cancel the Love so to neutralize the Fear that’s attached to the love, and make you safe.
🐔 Anita
anitaParticipantHey Lisa 😊
So good to read back from you 🙏
Yes, C-PTSD makes perfect sense. You experienced ongoing trauma from a very early age. Actually, you experienced trauma before you were even born (your teenage mother taking drugs while pregnant with you), and then you were given away as a baby to an orphanage of some kind to be relieved later by your grandmother.
And that was only the beginning 😔
The fact that you survived such an exceptionally difficult childhood of deprivation and violence (your unless fighting outside your room, I remember you sharing, and you blocking the door to protect yourself), and managed to work and support yourself all these years, is a testimony of your strength and resilience 👍👍👍
I remember, long ago, you shared about maladaptive daydreaming. It was the first time I heard the term and I related to it. It was a way to fill my mind and heart with images of the love that I was deprived of in real- life.
It was only a few days ago that I posted in one of my threads that the title “Unloved” would fit an autobiographical book about my life.
Does it resonate, Lisa?
✨️🌿✨️ Anita
anitaParticipantGood Tuesday morning, Christy ✨️
The 5 acres where you once lived carry memories of people who are no longer alive, and it carries certain youthful hopes and dreams, I imagine, such that didn’t come true.
So, if you move back there, you’ll be living with a lot of reminders of the people, hopes and dreams that are no longer there.
It touched me that you wondered what kind of advice your parents would give you.
They are gone now, but you know they live within you. When they look at you in your mind’s eye, do they smile at you with love? Do they approve of your life in the city?
🌿🌿🌿 Anita
anitaParticipantDear Christi:
The coincidence (!) you wrote: “sitting on five beautiful acres in what I believe is one of the most beautiful places in Washington state.”-
I am sitting on exactly 5 beautiful acres in the evergreen state right now.
Late here and just turned dark only half an hour ago. I’ll write more in the morning.
Anita
anitaParticipantJust thinking and-being-bitten (BB) this Mon Eve:
It’s too warm and humid here, and insects biting. I normally spray myself with an insect repellent in days like this, but just took Bogart for the last walk today- after a shower- and didn’t feel like spraying myself again, and … all hell broke loose, mosquitoes were celebrating 💃🥳🔥.
That and having a hound that takes his time smelling and sniffing and smelling and sniffing every… single.. inch of the way, sometimes (for no apparent useful purpose) while I’m being bitten… and I was about to lose my patience in a big way 🤬. But didn’t.
Back home, 9:20 pm and not even close to being dark. Cute Bogart is lying on his dog bed, birds are singing outside the open windows, and some news- comedy YouTube show is playing in the background.
🤬🔥🌙🚶♀️🐕 Anita
anitaParticipantHey Dear Thinkin’2Much🌙🦉 Confused 🙂
What you’re experiencing is normal for a 🧠 that experiences fear and love at the same time, and maybe in equal amount.
🐔 Anita
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anitaParticipantHey 👋 Confused:
I am delighted to see that you’re making progress. Trying to not give intrusive thoughts the power that they don’t deserve is huge 👏
As well as you having such fun with her!
You asked how you can fix emotional impermanence: did you read Copilot’s answer in the last post I sent you, which includes 01, 92 and 03?
You ended your post with ” what is going on!”- You used an “!” not a ?- that’s progress, more self- awareness and confidence in what you do understand 🙂
✨️ 🌿 ✨️ Anita
anitaParticipantHey Dear Confused:
First, what Copilot 🤖 has to say:
“Confused’s update shows real movement in his self‑awareness and emotional regulation: he’s beginning to notice his shutdown patterns while they’re happening, he’s interrupting catastrophic thoughts (“ok so what”), he’s staying present in moments of connection instead of dissociating, and he’s able to enjoy closeness without immediately flipping into fear.
The fact that he could feel desire, affection, playfulness, and warmth for eight hours — and then name the intrusive thoughts the next day instead of being swallowed by them — is a sign that his nervous system is slowly widening its window of tolerance.
He’s also starting to understand his triggers (“silence feels uncontrollable”), and he’s recognizing that his internal state shifts when he can’t see her, which is exactly what emotional permanence issues look like: difficulty holding onto the felt sense of connection when the person isn’t physically present.
So yes — what he’s describing fits emotional permanence struggles, which are common in people with anxious‑avoidant patterns. His progress isn’t linear, but it’s unmistakable: more awareness, more regulation, more ability to stay in connection without collapsing or bolting.”
I never heard the term “Emotional Permanence”, so I asked.
🤖: Emotional permanence is the ability to hold onto the felt sense of connection even when the other person isn’t physically present. It’s what lets someone feel, “She still care about me,” even during silence, distance, or a shift in mood.
When emotional permanence is shaky, the connection feels real only when the person is right there — on video, in text, in voice, in sight. The moment she’s gone, the nervous system loses the emotional thread and starts filling the space with doubt, fear, or stories of abandonment.
People who grew up with inconsistent, unpredictable, or emotionally unavailable caregivers often develop a body‑level belief that love disappears when it’s not actively shown. So, the mind panics, the feelings flip, and the connection feels unstable until contact is restored.
Emotional permanence isn’t about logic — it’s about whether the body learned that love stays even when the person isn’t in the room.
Building emotional permanence inside a relationship means helping the nervous system learn, slowly and repeatedly, that connection doesn’t disappear in silence, distance, or temporary shifts in mood.
01: Name the Pattern Together- Say: “When we’re not talking, my brain tells me the connection is gone. I know it’s not true, but it feels true. I want us to work with that together.”…
02: Create Predictable Micro-Contact- Say: “A tiny check-in helps my body stay regulated — even something small is enough.” Use brief check-ins (a heart emoji, a short voice note). Keep them simple so they don’t feel like pressure
03: Practice Holding the Thread During Silence- Say to yourself: “This is my old pattern. Nothing bad is happening.” Notice the urge to panic or assume disinterest. Ground yourself: slow breath, feet on floor, name what’s happening. Remind yourself: feelings shift, connection doesn’t…Emotional permanence isn’t built through intensity — it’s built through repetition, predictability, and small moments of safety. Over time, the body learns what the mind already knows: the connection stays even when the person isn’t right in front of you.”
Second, well… I have nothing to add to Copilot’s input. He’s a genius!
👩🏻🦰 and 🤖
June 14, 2026 at 9:21 pm in reply to: growing up – becoming adul / procrastination – in connection to childhood trauma #458593
anitaParticipantSo, about me, since you asked: on April 10 this year, 2026, I said goodbye to the taproom where I regularly spent time since 2017.
In Dec 2015, I said goodbye to the Winery where I spent a lot of time at (working, socializing, even dancing- the photo is me dancing at the Winery, although usually the dancing was under the night sky) since Oct 2021.
Both businesses went out of business.
And now, my social life is almost entirely non- existent.
Got Bogart the beagle in Dec 2025, right after the Winery closed. It’s been wonderful having him.
Still, tonight I feel emptiness. I suppose I feel less empty simply because I am sharing this with you.
Back 2 U: I so wish you will feel unstuck, even if it’d be in small ways.
I think that living with your parents is not a good idea. On the other hand moving to Poland again (or to Spain, or anywhere else), didn’t work out long- term.
Maybe if you moved out of your parents and still lived in Romania, maybe it’d be a good idea. To have space, your own space to just breathe?
✨️ 🌿 ✨️ Anita
anitaParticipantHello again Kris Simmons:
When I answered you earlier, I was at the computer and I had a conversation with AI (Copilot) in regard to what you shared. I agree with all that I posted earlier, but this Sun Eve, using my phone (and therefore not having access to AI as I type), I want to reply again, and this time in my strictly human way 😊
You wrote in regard to your older sister: “She always finds a way to put me down… She told me I’m a very angry person”-
Well, when a person is being put down on a regular basis, is it a wonder that anger comes up?
First there’s a pattern of put downs, second comes the anger. Anger is the natural result of being put down.
It’s like beating a person with a stick and then blaming the person for having a bruise. Or having a bruise that’s too big.
Or poking a person with something sharp and then blaming the person for bleeding. Or for… bleeding too much.
The problem is not the bruise or the bleeding. The problem is the beating and stabbing.
When your mother said you should “get rid of your anger once and for all”, did she provide a private example where she got rid of her anger once and for all?
She didn’t protect you from your older sister, did she? Or worse, she and her older daughter (your older sister) ganged up against you, scapegoating you?
You ended your original post with “I feel like a piece of trash right now.”- because trash was thrown at you, not because you are trash!
Do you live with your mother and older sister?
🌙 🌿 ✨️ Anita
anitaParticipantHi Kris 🙂
What you’re feeling makes so much sense for someone who grew up being blamed for having normal human emotions. When a family doesn’t know how to handle a child’s anger, sadness, or intensity, they often turn the child’s feelings into a problem instead of responding with support.
Over time, the child learns: “My emotions are wrong. I am wrong.” But that shame never belonged to you — it belongs to the people who reacted to your distress with criticism instead of care.
Your natural reactions were met with irritation or judgment, not understanding. That doesn’t mean you were ever “too much.” It means the people around you were overwhelmed, unskilled, or emotionally shut down, and they couldn’t meet you where you were. Sensitive people often get labeled as “too much” by families who struggle with emotion themselves.
The voice you hear now — the one calling you angry, unlovable, or unfit — isn’t your own voice. It’s an echo of your sister and mother. You don’t have to keep believing it. A kinder inner voice might sound like: “My feelings are not flaws. They’re signals. I feel deeply because I care deeply. I deserve gentleness, including from myself.”
You don’t need to “fix” yourself to deserve love, only to unlearn the idea that you were ever something that needed fixing.
You asked if others have felt unworthy of love — I have. For a long time. And I didn’t start believing otherwise until I realized that the criticism I grew up with wasn’t a reflection of who I was, but of what the adult around me (my mother) couldn’t handle in herself. I was carrying her shame (not mine) without even knowing it. It sounds like you’ve been carrying something similar, and none of it was ever yours to hold.
If you want to explore any of this more or just need a place where your feelings aren’t ‘too much,’ I’m here.
🌿💛🌿 Anita
June 14, 2026 at 10:26 am in reply to: growing up – becoming adul / procrastination – in connection to childhood trauma #458584
anitaParticipantDear Robi:
Robi, June 14, 2026: “I’m still here in Romania and I now feel like I’m officially stuck… And it feels pretty bad.”- I am so sorry, Robi 😔
Exactly 8 years ago, on June 14, 2018, I wrote to you: “Unless you take on a healing process, your life will not be any different than it is now and has been… It really is up to you to make your life better, not in one magical move (“Go somewhere new and just start a new life”), but through many, many moves, many changes in thinking and behaving, persisting month after month, year after year. Persisting in a process that will often not feel good. Persisting through the not-feeling-good times.”
I don’t like the harsh tone of my message back then. You needed gentleness as much as clarity and I wasn’t that great when it came to gentleness. Yet, the message was true then and it still is: healing is a long process, not a relocation (Germany, Spain, Poland); relationships don’t improve by changing geography; and real change requires persistence.
On June 10, 2018, you shared: “I guess I never felt very close to my parents… Most of the times it felt like I hate them… About one thing, I am sure. They never gave me privacy or the feeling of freedom… I guess I hated them for that. I also hated them for not having my own room… It had a door basically made of glass… They used to also come in whenever they needed something from there… I used to minimize whatever was happening on my computer every time they we’re entering the room… trying to keep something for myself… trapped in their workplace indeed made me feel invisible. I was always there. Everyone was coming and going. Except me. I wasn’t. Hmm. Pretty much like now… Things from childhood do repeat. S*it.”
Copilot (AI) with my note in parentheses: “Childhood intrusion means growing up with too little space to be a separate person — parents always present, always watching, always entering the child’s physical or emotional world without boundaries. Childhood neglect means too little presence, intrusion means too much presence, and both prevent a child from forming a stable inner self.
“When a child has no privacy, no room to explore their own thoughts, and no sense of “this is mine, this is me.” they learn to hide, to stay hyper‑aware, and to protect their inner world from being taken over. Over time, the child learns to hide (the minimizing of the computer screen when they entered the storage room), to shrink, to stay hyper‑aware, or to disconnect internally because there is no safe boundary between ‘me’ and ‘them.’ In adulthood, this often becomes difficulty with closeness, fear of being controlled, guilt for wanting space, and a deep confusion about one’s own needs.
“The adult longs for connection but also feels overwhelmed by it; craves intimacy but also fears losing himself inside it; wants to trust, but his nervous system expects intrusion, criticism, or control.
On June 11, 2018, you asked: “Do you think would be better to gain some distance from my parents? Hopefully to be financially independent and also seeing them less?”
Copilot: “If I were answering his 2018 question — the honest answer is yes: distance would have given him the psychological room he never had as a child, the space to breathe, to think his own thoughts, and to begin forming a self that wasn’t constantly shaped by their presence.
“He needs to know that nothing is wrong with him — he is simply living inside an old pattern, and every small step toward autonomy will help his system calm down and give him the clarity he can’t access while he feels trapped”
Now, it’s me speaking, Robi: it really isn’t your fault that you are stuck. Any child growing up in your exact circumstances would be trapped in an unchosen pattern. I too grew up (I prefer to say grew-in, as in shrinking) being intruded upon on a regular basis, and I reacted very similar to the ways you have.
Every day I repeat the same mantra that end with these exact words: “I redirect self-fragmentation, alienation, disconnection-within, chronic shame, guilt and self-doubt to =====> self-integration, love for myself (loving myself and loving others are two sides of the same coin), empathy for myself and trust in my own perceptions and emotions, not because I’m perfect, but because I’m learning”.
Got to run, hoping to read back from you soon.
Anita
anitaParticipantUsing my phone. Your recent post reminds me of one of Copilot’s analyses where he said that the intense emotions at home when your parents were fighting (sometimes you joining the fights verbally and even physically) became Normal, something you adapted to, a
And the silence in- between fights became Abnormal- something you didn’t adapt to and felt most uncomfortable with because you didn’t know when the next fight will start.
Fast forward, you long for intensity with a girlfriend and feel uncomfortable with calm.
✨️ Anita
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