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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
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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
anitaParticipantI really would like to read your poetry, Going Through Life!
It’s only.. 4 minutes ago that you submitted a post to me…
anitaParticipantWhatever comes to mind this Thurs evening (I find healing in this kind of writing: Whatever comes to mind: saying one word but not thinking about the second word, and when the second word appears- not going back and changing/ editing the first word. Instead- moving on to third word, and the fourth. Writing from Emotion, not thinking about whether it makes sense):
Mother.
When Mother = Monster.
A Human Monster- the only monster there is (the 2-D monsters of comics and movies are not real).
Real-life monsters are real people who genuinely smile at times; they feel affection for others, at times, or so it looks like.
– Was I a monster at times?
Yes, I think I was.
– But.. Please tell me I was NOT like mother-Monster..
* Yes, I was, at times, when particularly Angry.
– So, the mother is forgivable..?
* No.
Because she never asked herself whether she was monster.
– So, am I monster?
* You had your moments.
– I don’t want to be monster, never, ever!
* It takes awareness, one moment, one hour, one day at a time.
To notice when you’re angry, then pause before you speak/ type/ act.
– Why am I so hooked on the mother.. Why is she not just-a-person, for me?
* Because you L.O.V.E.D her SO MUCH. No other reason. You cared for her.. too much.
– Yes, I did care.. way, way too much.
* Understandably.. She said she’d kill herself if.. you didn’t care enough.. did she?
– Yes.. But she L.I.E.D.
She lied when she said anything about me (my thoughts, feelings, actions, or lack of) being important to her.
But none was.
How should I put it?
.. Never a meeting of the minds.
Me and her- two strangers, as distant.. More distant than any two random people can be.
I can find more closeness with a person living in a homeless camp in a big city, a person I’d meet for the first time.
And that’s just it.
2 S.T.R.A.N.G.E.R.S. I mean just that, as strange as strangers can be.
So, any longing I have is longing for a stranger.
If closeness was possible between her and me.. she would have let me know.
Any loyalty I have ever had for her is.. misguided.
I am so very ready to move beyond this stranger.
.. And never be a stranger to myself.
And to further open up to people I know, friends.
It’s no longer my job to try and try, and try to connect with her.
Coming to think about it, she’s less a Monster than a Stranger.
My healing is less about seeing her as a Monster than seeing her as a Stranger.
It’s not that there was closeness, and then a tear, a crisis; it’s that there never was closeness between me and her. Let go of false hope, hope 4 👫
Anita
anitaParticipantThank you, GTL. Taking some steps is proactive, my friend. Keep that going!
My evening.. so dark here, dark before 5 pm. Lots of people here go south for the winter.. SO DARK AND COLD (fingers frozen, every afternoon). Well, that’s my evening.. fingers warmer, being that there’s enough firewood in the fireplace, for now
🔥🪵🔥 Anita
anitaParticipantHi Peter:
My calculation. You were 21 when the movie came out, I was 23.. so young, such a long time ago 👧🧑, so young..
Anita
anitaParticipantDear Tee:
“Walking uphill does indeed strengthen the thigh muscles, however there is a trade-off there, since climbing high mountains puts the strain on the cartilage too. And since you said you might be suffering from an early-stage osteoarthritis, I wouldn’t recommend causing unnecessary stress on your potentially sensitive knees.”-
Sadly, for me, Copilot agrees with you wholeheartedly (I know, heart.. 😂): “Benefits vs. Risks- Benefit: Uphill walking strengthens quadriceps and glutes, which help stabilize the knee and reduce long-term risk of injury. Risk: For people with early osteoarthritis, the added stress may accelerate cartilage wear, worsen pain, or trigger flare-ups… Practical Advice-
* Stick to flat or low-incline walking if you have sensitive knees, * Use low-impact alternatives like cycling, swimming, or elliptical training to build strength without stressing cartilage, * If uphill walking is unavoidable, shorter climbs, slower pace, and trekking poles can reduce knee strain.”-Now I know 😢. Thank you, Tee.
“I really have empathy for everyone with arthritis, and if you’re lucky to be only in the early stages (where further damage is preventable), I’d definitely recommend to be careful: so mild hills yes, but tall mountains no 😊”- just what Copilot said!
“Yess! Lots of love and acceptance for yourself – that’s the name of the new game 😊 ❤️”- Love and Acceptance for myself. Lots 😊 ❤️
“Well, I’ve experienced some of the things you have (though to a lesser extent), and so yes, I was ‘there’ in a way, meaning in a similar dynamic, experiencing some of the same wounding. And I’ve also learned a lot about the subject, read other people’s testimonies etc.
“So yeah, I know a thing or two about it.. not that I’m glad about it, but it does come handy now 🙂 In any case, I’m glad you feel heard and validated ❤️”-
Yes, indeed, Tee knows a lot about it 😊, AND you are able to articulate and explain it all better than anyone I’ve ever come across in my whole life, a few therapists included.. and by far!
“Oh okay. I thought she became your mother’s caretaker, or guardian, after your mother was released from orphanage. So I assumed that she was first placed in an orphanage, as a baby or a small child, and then later, when she was old enough, was given to her older sister to be her official guardian. But I guess that’s not how it happened?”-
Not quite. She had a terrible early childhood because of the traumatic time her family suffered when they immigrating in the early 50s to Israel, living in tents in horrible conditions they didn’t expect. Next her mother died at childbirth when she was 9, her father turned to women and alcohol. Sometime during that time, she was sent to an institution (not an official orphanage, a place for children with no one to care for them). She wasn’t “given” to her older sister, I don’t think. Nothing was organized back then. She just ended up with her oldest sister who shamed her terribly. The mother had a “good” shaming model.
“Hmm.. it just occurred to me that many narcissistic people pretend to be loving and kind in public. So I guess we often don’t know how the person really is in private (with their own children and spouse, in particular). I don’t want to defend your mother in any way – since she indeed was horribly abusive to you. I’m just saying that there might be other mean and abusive people out there, whom we don’t know about – because they don’t show it to the outer world. They only show their true face to their ‘loved ones’, i.e. the people who love them.”-
Yes, I understand and I agree. Yet, what I was referring to were people who were clearly abusive to me, people who took advantage of me for their selfish advantages. In comparison to even those people, SHE was a Hurting Champion. No one “better” at it, no one more effective at delivering emotional injury.. again and again. Those emotional daggers. In a twisted way.. she deserved a medal.
“But it’s also true that your mother had not only narcissism, but other disorders too, and so her behavior was pretty extreme. Again, not so much in public (except for a few of those escapades), but in private, behind four walls…”- V.I.C.O.U.S.
Histrionic, Borderline; Paranoid & Obsessive- Compulsive.
“Yes, I guess derealization is a protective mechanism, not to feel the pain so much. But I’m glad you’re noticing that you’re dissociating less than before. That’s a very good sign, Anita!”-
Thank you, Tee. I don’t feel dissociated at all. Not the way I knew dissociation. I remember, somewhere in the U.S., I was walking and didn’t notice and before I knew it, a big truck, I mean huge, commercial truck almost ran me over. I just didn’t notice. My current ongoing lack of visual memory may be part of an ongoing dissociation.. brain damage, more likely.
“From time to time she would make hurtful comments, to me in private, not in public. So those would be overt daggers, I guess… And yes, daggers hurt, specially coming from our mother..”- I am feeling empathy, affection for little girl/ adolescent Tee.
“I’m sorry, Anita, that was so hurtful – she rudely rejected your heartfelt gift, something you gave her as an expression of your love for her! 😢 And she told you: it’s not good enough, it’s worth nothing to me, I could have picked it myself!”-
Those were not LUXURY flowers, those one would by in a store.
“That was a massive dagger to your heart, Anita! 😢”- My heart was.. not luxury in her mind 😢
“My mother wasn’t as cruel, but I remember she wasn’t exactly the type of mother who liked to show physical affection. She was old school, believing that showing too much affection would spoil the child (she inherited that thinking from her mother, who was very cold and strict with her).”-
One of the most difficult memories for me was when she held my hand (I was mid/ later 20s) on the way to the airport where I was to fly (alone) to the U.S.). She placed her soft, warm hand on mine.. and I wanted to exit my skin, exit my body so to not feel that softness, that warmth.. It felt intense, very intensely negative. Any idea what that was about, Tee?
“As for gifts, I remember once, already in my adulthood, I brought her a heart-shaped souvenir. And she rejected it, asking me ‘well, what am I supposed to do with it?’ I got really upset about it, and then she changed her mind and accepted it. However, she didn’t apologize, but blamed me for overreacting. So yeah, that was a dagger too.. rejecting her daughter’s heartfelt gift..”-
I am sorry, Tee 😢 ❤️
“Okay, that’s an interesting dynamic: first, the teacher was indeed wrong for calling you a derogatory name, so I kind of understand why he (or she?) just stood there, without saying a word.”- she.
“It’s interesting to me that this boy, your classmate, ran to inform your mother about the incident. Does that mean that he knew she is strict and sort of aggressive, and so he wanted to cause a scene by involving her? It also means he wasn’t afraid of the music teacher at all..”- Again, never crossed my mind, but since you mentioned it, yes, he wanted to cause a scene. He knew of the mother being aggressive. Generally, yes, he was a trouble maker in school.
“Possibly, yes, but I’m also thinking that you being publicly humiliated by a teacher meant a personal humiliation for her too. Because you said that there were instances when she would praise you in front of other people, e.g. saying that you’re an excellent pupil, when you weren’t and things like that. So perhaps that was a narcissist in her experiencing public humiliation vicariously, through you, which caused her narcissistic rage to awaken.”- Yes, exactly, true!!!
“Also, maybe she was expected to react with anger (since your classmate ran to inform her – perhaps hoping to provoke a scene?). So perhaps that was her public image – someone who fiercely defends her daughter against any kind of humiliation by other people? Not because she cares about her daughter (although others might not have known it), but because her own narcissism wouldn’t allow her to tolerate to be humiliated vicariously?”- My goodness, yes! True!!!
“I’m afraid that in that situation, she might have seemed as ‘mama bear’ protecting her cub. And because the teacher was wrong to make that derogatory remark, and perhaps was afraid of facing disciplinary action, everybody just stayed silent – because they were afraid of possible consequences.”- Maybe the teacher felt guilty. As to consequences for calling me “auntie”- from the principle or so- I doubt it. There was no protect-the-child policy .. Unless you break the child’s bones, literally 😞
“She hated herself – that’s why she cut her head off the photos. And since she hated herself, she couldn’t love you either. No heart for herself, no heart for you either 🙁”- No Heart= still human?
“I’m happy to share those hearts with you ❤️… Sure, I’d never refuse a heartfelt gift (provided that it doesn’t involve potentially self-harmful actions, such as climbing tall mountains with bad knees 🙂 ) Picking wild flowers on gentle slopes is much more acceptable 😂 😊”-
I am ending this post with a smile and endless gratitude, Tee 🙏 ❤️ 🫶 ❤️ 🙏 ❤️
Anita
anitaParticipantDear me:
I hear you loud and clear: you’re done with this woman and with this thread!
I am looking forward to your next 😊
🤍 Anita
anitaParticipantDear Laven:
Wow! What a read, Laven!!!
No one writes like you. You have a unique, intense way of saying things that make your words penetrate my brain and leave me dumbfounded.
“I loved her.. but I never know how to be appropriate with love and affection. I don’t know how.”- what an honest, bare honest expression.
And how could you be appropriate with love and affection when you never received those outside abuse?
I mean, when a person abuses you, harms you with zero consideration for your mental-emotional health, and that person sometimes expresses affection or touches you softly.. the latter does not erase the former. From my experience- not at all. Any softness or seeming affection in between abuses only complicates things, makes everything twisted and confusing.
“I view myself as an contagion. It is better if people stay away from me. I am a ruin. A ruined artifact. I am a lost civilian of Pompeii. I am the eruption. I am the encasement. I am the display. I am decay. I am grim. I am a reaper… I am the monster”-
(I used to think of myself as all those things- although I didn’t have these words in mind, I wasn’t as articulate as you).
I view you, Laven, as an intelligent, talented writer with a unique way of experiencing and expressing yourself, a way that touches deeply.
There’s a term, Adverse Childhood Experiences.. experiences that harm a child. You had too many of those. They didn’t make you a bad person, a person who doesn’t love.
Back to the quote I started this reply with: “I loved her.. but I never know how to be appropriate with love”-
You loved her. You still do. This doesn’t make you a monster. It makes you human, a person who- against all odds- did not lose her capacity to love. And.. I thank you for that 🙏
I am looking forward to reading part 2.
🤍 Anita
anitaParticipantDear Going Through Life:
It thrills me to know that on the other side of the world, a real-life GTL submitted a post for me.. exactly 8 minutes ago 🙂
My day so far has been, as usual, being in front of the computer, here in the forums.
So Love Marriage vs Arranged Marriage- is it up to you, your choice?
My point is, you desire a loving relationship, and I am wondering if you can take a more active role in making it happen..
🤍 Anita
anitaParticipantDear Peter:
Good to read from you again 🙂
“What if the soul’s freedom is not found in escaping gravity, but in learning the dance between flight and return?… the longing to transcend and the inevitability of return…
“And Layla understood: The soul is not meant to conquer gravity, nor to abandon flight. It is meant to awaken in the rhythm of both, to find the Beloved in ascent and in return.”-
Beautifully written, Peter!
Your post today reminds me of the fantasy movie The Never Ending Story” (1984). I wonder if you saw the movie or read the novel (same title)?
In the movie, Fantasia is a magical world made up of human imagination, dreams, and hopes. Every creature, land, and story in Fantasia is born from the collective dreams and fantasies of humanity. It has no fixed geography or limits — it constantly changes because imagination itself has no boundaries.
Fantasia is ruled by a childlike empress who symbolizes purity, guidance, and the source of Fantasia’s vitality, and is threatened by the Nothing. The Nothing is a force of despair and emptiness that takes over when people lose their imaginations, hopes and dreams.
Talking about “The Mirror of the Moment:- Fantasia isn’t just a fantasy land. It’s a mirror of the human spirit.
When people dream, Fantasia thrives. When people give up hope, Fantasia dies. The story shows that imagination isn’t an escape from reality, but a force that shapes and sustains it.
A couple of quotes by Gmork, a wolf-like creature, the helper of The Nothing:
“Foolish boy. Don’t you know anything about Fantasia? It’s the world of human fantasy. Every part, every creature of it, is a piece of the dreams and hopes of mankind. Therefore, it has no boundaries.”
“Because people have begun to lose their hopes and forget their dreams. So the Nothing grows stronger.”
Having watched it back in 1984, I soared with the characters and scenes into incredible imaginations, conquered gravity (literally getting on a plane and flying across the world for Freedom to be and experience anything I dare to dream and hope for, all inspired by the movie.) The Fall.. well, Falls from the heights of hopes, dreams and imaginations were devastating. I kept recovering somewhat, less each time, until I didn’t anymore. I was depressed and felt hopeless. I Survived but I no longer Soared.
Fast forward, I am back to hoping and imagining and soaring but in the way you described, Peter: Falling isn’t failure; Rising isn’t escape. The soul finds its home- not by rejecting limits or chasing only freedom, but by reconciling both — seeing them as part of one whole, “For in the dance of flight and return, the soul remembers its home.”.
🕊️✨🦅🌤️ Anita
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