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  • #433007
    Helcat
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    I’ve been working on some things.

    I feel angry at certain points in my day sometimes. Not every day. Usually, it’s when two things occur. 1) I’m hungry. 2) I experience a trigger.

    Hunger is a trigger in itself for me. I was starved as a child by my biological mother. She wanted to spend the least amount of money possible on keeping us alive. She gave us vitamins, to stop us from getting sick.

    She was very controlling about when we were allowed to eat. If we ate without her permission she would beat us. So we starved, too afraid to eat the food that was there sometimes. Sometimes she just wouldn’t buy food for us. Too afraid to even ask for permission to eat. We would wait until she felt like telling us that we could eat. Sometimes she told us, sometimes she didn’t.

    When I’m anxious, I often don’t eat or drink. This is retraumatising for me. Being hungry makes it more difficult for me to regulate my emotions. It makes me feel scared and angry.

    #433065
    Helcat
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    It’s really hard to be an adult sometimes. I think that raising a child is one of the hardest things I’ve done.

    Pregnancy wasn’t easy for me, it was very stressful and took a toll on my body. I couldn’t walk towards the end of my last trimester. It wasn’t easy for my husband either.

    The birth was stressful but it went as well as it could. Then I was looking after my boy after major surgery whilst I bled for months. My husband had to take care of everything else while I got back on my feet. My boy screamed for about  3 hours every night in early infancy.

    Then life hits. Studying, work, housework, health, socialising, childcare, cost of living expenses. Everything takes a toll. There is not enough time in the day and no one has enough energy. Everyone is affected by it. Life isn’t easy sometimes.

    Relationships take a hit, there isn’t enough time to spend together. Now you have to try and make time for a date. To schedule when to be intimate. Everyone is grumpy from being overworked, not having enough sleep.

    The relationship has been strained by circumstances for over a year now. Resentment starts to build, slowly at first. No one talks about it. Now we are starting to adjust to our new normal. Life on hard mode, adulting – child edition. We have to practice managing communication in disagreements in a healthy way. What is the point in couples counselling if we don’t take the advice?

    #433066
    Helcat
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    Men are not taught to communicate by society. They are taught to hold everything inside, encouraged to not feel. Hide it, because you’re not a man otherwise. Society is wrong.

    My husband used to be a therapist and he still has only started opening up more in the past couple of years. We have been together for a while now. It’s that hard for someone who used to be a therapist. Imagine how hard it is for people without those experiences.

    And unhealthy behaviours are everywhere. Literally every person has unhealthy behaviours – behaviours which are considered abusive. We are all raised in an inherently abusive society. Is it such a shock? All we can do is try our best to manage our issues and try to help each other and accept that perhaps not being perfect isn’t such a bad thing. It opens the door for understanding.

    Language is inherently flawed in that people attribute their own meaning to it. You shouldn’t feel like that. To one person means that your feelings are being denied and dismissed and to the other, I didn’t mean for you to feel that way.

    When you are short on time, quality of communication is really important. The difference between a relationship that is struggling and a strong one is the number of positive and negative interactions. At least 5 to 1 is recommended.

    #433077
    Helcat
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    I read something and I didn’t understand it at first. It suggested to resolve relationship problems with unrelenting kindness and openness. Now, I’m starting to see the benefit of that advise. If someone is angry or you’re worrying about someone being angry it can put you on the defensive. It’s easy to worry, does this person think badly of me or will they be mean to me.

    Women can be very open with their feedback and not necessarily think of it as critical. For one comment it might not be, but it all adds up like a thousand papercuts.

    #433368
    Helcat
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    I’ve been dealing with post partum depression. Trying to manage everything at once feeling overwhelmed constantly. Living in denial telling myself it’ll get better, hoping that I could change nothing and it would miraculously get easier. That’s not how life works. For things to get easier it helps if you do things to make it easier. So I had to let something go to make my life a bit easier.

    It’s unique how anxiety just latches onto something else. It just turned into worrying about the future. I was reading about ppd and it turns out hormones are linked, especially if you’re breastfeeding, stress, lack of sleep and inflammation are also major factors. What is interesting is that a medication for ppd actually works on reducing inflammation to treat it. It makes me wonder about the mechanism of inflammation on depression and anxiety in general.

    I had been blaming myself for the anxiety and stuff that I was feeling. It’s nice for it not to be my fault and there are things I can do to help. Reducing stress, exercise, eating healthy, sleeping well, socialising and changing to formula could help too in the long term. It’s good to know that it will make me feel worse during the process though.

    #433608
    Helcat
    Participant

    My practices dictate that anger towards others is a sin unless it is to protect someone else. I explored that and found that most of the time, I was angry when my needs were unmet. Usually, because I was hungry.

    I was starved as a child. My biological mother figured out the minimum amount of food we needed and gave us vitamins to prevent deficiencies which would impact our health. She would punish us for eating without her permission. Sometimes she would just not buy food at all.

    Being hungry is a trigger for me. I never really forgot that experience. Being starved every day for a decade and a half. We were anorexic, but not because we had chosen not to eat enough. Because we were being starved by our mother.

    One of the few good memories I have of her is when she woke us up in the night to get pizza from the grocery store. Pizza is still one of my favourite foods. I only realised why recently when I was trying really hard to recall any positive memories.

    I was terrified to sleep because she would describe to me how she planned to kill us in our sleep. I broke the ladder on my bunk bed so she wouldn’t be able to reach me.

    Anyway, there is one thing that I kind of ignored about my practice. That anger towards yourself is also considered a sin. This is something that I do quite a lot. Blame myself causing myself stress and anxiety. I need to work on this.

    Being a mother makes things harder. I wish I was the perfect mother. I don’t feel like I am. Weaning is hard on me. I don’t want my son to be unhappy. It stresses me out and the hormones are crazy.

    It is hard to stop blaming myself. I wish that things could have been different. I’m sorry for blaming myself. I know it hurts every time I do.

    #433680
    Helcat
    Participant

    *Trigger warning for this post*

    Because of the abuse I endured in childhood I was terrified of passing it onto a child. For a long time I would not even entertain the idea of even becoming pregnant and used birth control religiously even when I didn’t have a partner and wasn’t sexually active.

    There is additional trauma here because I was sexually assaulted in my early 20s while I wasn’t on birth control. I was too out of it afterwards to get Plan B and waiting to see if I was pregnant because of that was an awful experience.

    Anyway, I surrounded myself with pets to block out the biological clock ticking away. I was terrified that I would become my mother. That’s what I was told over and over again. She told me that I was exactly like her. She told me that before she became pregnant that she wasn’t a bad person. Something about having us made her snap and become a bad person. We made her like that. I was afraid that would happen to me for so long. I think part of me still is. It has been hard having a baby because of these fears.

    I am afraid that I’m not good enough for him. Afraid of tainting him by being around me. My fear is that one day he might develop an anxiety disorder one day because of being around my anxiety or have difficulty coping with the difficulties in the world. I’m afraid that I’m going to be a terrible mother. I’m doing my best to protect him and prevent this from happening.

    It doesn’t help that he has been having difficulty changing from breastfeeding to bottle feeding. He hasn’t taken to that change easily. I just want him to be happy.

    It doesn’t help that I’m neurodivergent and have found it difficult to learn the unique ways of babies and non-verbal communication.

    I’ve been horribly critical of myself when the truth is that I’ve been doing my best. He is really important to me and perhaps that is part of why I’m being hard on myself. My standards are so high. I might not be the best mother in the world granted. Some take to it more naturally than me. But I make up for what doesn’t come naturally by trying really hard. I try really really hard. I want to be a good mother to him.

    My mother was wrong. I’m not like her. I’m not carelessly feeding a 6 month old baby left over Chinese food. I don’t even like using pre-made baby food. That’s only for when we go out if we can’t cook for him or ask for something to be made for him or completely run out of groceries. He gets his food made from scratch. Fresh fruit and vegetables, fresh meat. I didn’t even get fresh fruit until I was doing exams as a teenager and even then only on exam days. We never got fresh vegetables or meat. Ever. Hell, she didn’t even cook for us at all. I remember standing on a stool to use the stove myself when I was 4 or 5 years old to heat up a tin of beans. She told me that she tried once and we didn’t like her cooking.

    He’s never going to flinch when someone moves their arm. He’s never going to silently starve because of being too afraid to ask for permission to eat food. He’s never ignored. Not when he’s sad. Not when I’m tired or not feeling well.

    When we weren’t being verbally, physically or sexually abused. We were being ignored. Neglected, quite often abandoned. She would go out of the house and leave us alone. Or she would be home sleeping all day. Or drinking and watching her soap operas. I would get yelled at for crying. I learned to cry silently.

    Thanks mother, for the anxiety disorder, traumatic memories and the jacked up nervous system that causes constant pain.

    Now, don’t get me wrong she did some nice things. On holiday she wasn’t terrible because other people were around. She knew how to hide her cruelty. And rarely she would wake us up in the middle of the night to go get pizza from the grocery store. And she let me have some pets that she would later abandon when she got tired of them being at home. The kindest thing she did was try to have other people take care of us. Luckily, we weren’t harmed by those people. I enjoyed being on the farms of members of our church. I enjoyed practically growing up in a library. Another fun story. She tried to give us away to members of her church. Absolutely wild stuff! Honestly, I could probably not try at all and still manage to be a better mother because all it takes is just not being cruel. It is that simple!

    One other good thing was she didn’t bring men home. I was just told that all men cared about was having sex and that’s all that I was good for. Super healthy stuff! Definitely didn’t cause me any problems later on. 😉

    At least I got a half assed apology before I cut her off. I’m sorry for whatever I did, I don’t remember what it was.

    I get it, she was too young when she had me and abused herself when she was a child. Raped as well. And abandoned by our significantly older father who seemingly had a fetish for knocking people up and legging it. And was severely mentally ill. She was also largely alone with very few friends. Maybe only 1 at a time when she joined the church.

    She wasn’t capable. Clearly. I’m entirely surprised that I survived being a baby. I just hit the unlucky genetic lottery of being born to someone who was unable to love. My boy is loved.

    I just hope that my mother grows and learns to become a better person and that she doesn’t harm anyone else. That is what forgiveness looks like for me.

    #433741
    Helcat
    Participant

    I read about an exercise that is helpful for people with anxiety. Every day the idea is to pick something that happened that made them feel anxious. The idea is to practice reframing the experience into a positive or a neutral one.

    It sounds like a great idea to me.

    I’ll go for the difficulties with bottle feeding. On the plus side, my son feels comfortable expressing himself around me and he knows what he wants. And whilst he is still getting used to things at least he is eating something. There is a false focus to get to the end goal. As if it is the outcome that is the important part. But the important part is every day. Just consistently doing the best you can.

    #433764
    Helcat
    Participant

    Hi Tommy

    Thank you 😊 It is definitely a happy thing to have a son. Unexpected and fraught with challenges, but happy nonetheless. You are right about all of the changes that parenting brings.

    I think that you said it all with your stories of holding your daughter when you fell and that you moved states for her even when it made your own situation more difficult. As a parent you do things for your children to protect them and it feels like they are more important than ourselves. And they are lemmings, happy to get into everything and anything with no regard for their own safety!

    I know I thought well I don’t matter anymore, as long as he is happy that is the most important thing.

    I hope that in the long run he may help me to improve my health. I plateaued, because it meant enduring a higher level of pain. He is a very good reason to endure pain.

    I’m sorry to hear that you have had chronic back pain since your 40s and a painful injury in your hand. That fall you described was intense. I’m glad that you’ve found ways to manage your pain over the years.

    Children are brutal when it comes to bad posture.

    Congratulations on your retirement! Do you have any plans for it? It is lucky that your wife is a gardener and grows vegetables. There is nothing better than home grown! You cannot find that kind of quality in a store.

    That is very kind of you to say! You are an inspiration to me too! 😊 It’s wonderful to have a male perspective around here. I’m sure that I will learn a lot from you. It will make my husband happy for me to learn more about the male perspective.

    I don’t mind hard stuff. I think that I have been through a lot in my life so my scale of what is hard is a bit wonky. 😂

    It can be hard sometimes when people don’t want to discuss problems?

    I think having a child has helped my husband and I to become more of a team. We are both headstrong and stubborn so our personalities would clash. But we know that we can’t raise a child like that. It has softened us or at least made us a bit more patient. Perhaps both?

    If you ever want to talk about anything at all, my door is open. I really enjoy our conversations. You may have been selling yourself short and not giving yourself enough credit earlier. It’s lovely to see this side of you. You made me smile today, so thank you for that! 😊

    Love and best wishes to you and your family! ❤️🙏

    #433869
    Tommy
    Participant

    I had a friend who was always out cheating on his girlfriend. They lived together and would have many arguments. It was only after they had kids that he settled down a bit. They started to get along better. I am not saying that having kids will make one’s married life better. However, one does tend to do more towards having a stable home for the children.

    Male perspective? I use that as an excuse for saying things which make no sense at all to women. Sometimes it makes no sense to me too. It certainly makes no sense to my wife. Not to complain too much about her, she asks me why am I so crazy. I have learned to take time and take breaths before answering. Sometimes I think I enjoy meditating so much because it is a time when no one is commanding me to do things. It is peaceful and I am not trying to do anything special.

    I love the title. “Working On Stuff”. I know that everything I go thru is to let me learn something. To grow. Sometimes, I think that I am an awful person. Have many regrets. And other times, I believe that I am not so bad as others. But, we can not compare ourselves to others. They have their way or path. And I have mine. Buddha might have mentioned somethings about birth, death and rebirth. Rebirth, I would be given another chance to do things right or screw things up again. Who doesn’t want a second chance? So, not so much in a hurry to become Buddha like.

    I think about the cycle of life. My grandfather had my father and my father had me. I have my daughter. Grandfather passed, my father passed and soon my time will come. What ever mattered to me will be lost when this body passes away. All the memories, love, joy, values, and everything. May happen sooner due to dementia. The next generation builds their own life and the cycle continues.

    Sorry for my rant. Too long please don’t read. Have a good life or at least try to be happy. In the end it is all we have and all we can leave behind for those we love.

    #433889
    Helcat
    Participant

    Hi Tommy

    I managed to find blue stuff online! Thanks for your help.

    I’m glad that your friend’s relationship improved after having children. I think it is a make or break kind of situation. It can either end the relationship or bring people closer together. I feel fortunate to fall into the latter. I’m not going to lie, it was a hard pregnancy and difficult on the relationship having a newborn at first. But we worked through it and communicated a lot. Perhaps more so than ever before. I think my husband was surprised that I forgave him for some things that were said. And surprised that I took ownership of my own behaviour. And it was good to put our egos aside for something more important than ourselves.

    I think that men and women have different experiences and are raised to act and think in specific ways. I appreciate the male perspective even if it doesn’t make sense initially. It is a chance to learn more about someone else’s experience. And every experience adds to the whole which forms the truth. To deny the truth is an exercise in futility.

    It is not so nice to be called crazy. To be fair, being crazy is not always a bad thing. My husband is crazy and it is something that I have always loved about him. He is crazy kind to the point where he doesn’t think about his own needs or even try to protect himself.

    I think that you might fall into this good kind of crazy category. You certainly do seem crazy kind to me! Perhaps your wife is exercerbated by it sometimes and loves that about you at other times? I think it is a good thing to be married to someone who is different from ourselves. I feel like we all learn from each other.

    Bless your soul! That tells me you are a busy man  who enjoys to rest. I think that you deserve to rest. I know that I am guilty of asking my husband to do things too. There is a never-ending to do list that only grows.

    I totally agree about learning from life. The lessons aren’t always easy and don’t always come immediately, but they always do in the end.

    Nothing about you says awful person to me. I’m afraid that I can’t agree with you there 😊 It is hard to stop blaming oneself. Something that I am working on too. I don’t have any answers. I suspect that it is both a good thing and a bad thing. Well done on working on that and trying to find a balance.

    I have been thinking about the cycle of life too. When I was a child it seemed to me that time moved so slowly. I barely had the patience to sit for 5 minutes. Now, raising my son the time passes so quickly. I suspect the years will pass in the blink of an eye. It was my birthday recently and I compared my age to my son’s and I realized that we are not alive for long at all. It would be impossible to attain buddhahood in only one lifetime! It also occurred to me how quickly the world changes.

    I don’t know if all will be lost. Some people look to leaving a legacy behind. But I believe that we already have one. We all rub off on each other, passing along beliefs, ideas, emotions, memories and even personality traits. Perhaps the scary thing is losing our sense of self?

    Looking at my son, my husband sees ourselves, his sister, brother and his deceased father in him. Looking at me he says good lord he married his brother. 😂

    Long after we have passed there will be pieces of us passed down. Memories of love, skills taught. It is easy to not notice what you have given to the world and hard to recognize it.

    Dementia is a difficult disease. You are a brave man to face that after seeing it. My husband also has it in his family. He asked me if I would leave him if it happened like with his father. I hope that neither of you get it because you are good people who do not deserve to suffer like that. Perhaps a foolish hope, but the world has a habit of surprising us. It is just as likely perhaps that something unexpected might happen?

    Love and best wishes! ❤️🙏

    #433982
    Tommy
    Participant

    Dear Helcat

    It looks like I have done it again. Opened my big mouth about some guy’s “On line Dating Gone Wrong”. I thought I had worked on my self centeredness. Become more open to others. But, this guy was to work with his priest and wife on their marriage. But, disappointed with having to wait for the divorce, he strikes out on a dating app. Meets someone and lies to her. Hurts her. And he can only think about himself. Where is my sympathy? Where is my compassion? Where is the wisdom? I may have to leave again to work on myself. Try harder to be a better person like you and Anita.

    Tommy

    #433984
    Helcat
    Participant

    Hi Tommy

    I don’t think you were wrong. That post made me angry. I don’t think that we are better people. You only said what I was thinking. There is more than one way to skin a cat. You told him directly the problem. I was waiting to see if he could figure out his own behaviour himself. Which way is more compassionate? Perhaps the indirect way would not get through to someone so self absorbed?

    The only hope I have is that he is behaving in this way because he is in a lot of pain. It is sad when you have to hope for this to be the reason for someone’s poor behaviour. Or perhaps he had a painful life that taught him to behave like this? I do not know.

    The other day I was direct with a young woman because dating is tough these days and she will need to learn quickly.

    Perhaps your compassion with this man lays with his wife? I do think that you showed him empathy when you said that you know how difficult marriage is and what it is to come last in the relationship.

    If you still feel that you have to leave I wish you good luck in your meditations and hope to see you again soon. 😊

    Love and best wishes! ❤️🙏

     

     

    #433985
    Helcat
    Participant

    * Perhaps your compassion lay with the man’s wife and the woman he wronged.

    #433987
    Helcat
    Participant

    Some additional thoughts. In my practices it is not a sin to be angry on behalf of someone else. However, it is a sin to be angry towards yourself. So in this case not treating yourself with compassion would be the issue here.

    ❤️🙏

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