I decided to bring my postings back over to this "long, long story" thread.
http://voicelessness.com/disc3/viewtopic.php?t=1347 Maybe if I get the longest thread I'll change my name to "longthread" as suggested previously.

Thank you all again for the support, especially bunny for being there for me in an hour of need. Why is growth so painful?

I know it is, but I don't know why. I feel annoyed and dropped that it is so hard to find someone local who understands what I've been going through. I know that is a reflection of how it felt to me as a kid. Its also a reflection of my still tenuous, but growing self-confidence. I'm in an area where I have to make decisions and take action WITHOUT the comfort of thinking about it forever first. Much more alive than I've ever been, but scary too.
Some of the inner dialogue work I did over the weekend: Sam is a part of my inner family who showed up about the same time 8yo "little longtire" did. Sam didn't talk much and seemed to be angry much of the time. I just welcomed him in and figured he would speak up at the right time. Apparently, it was the other morning.

Sam is sort of my protective parent part, but he had to grow up too fast and was operating out of the same time in my history as "little longtire." Sam has been trying everything he can to keep me in this relationship. He saw growing up in my family that relationships were lonely and confusing. When I got married, he saw that it was lonely and confusing. After going through depression, he vowed never to let that happen to "us" again. So he decided that we "had" to stay in this relationship until we figured out what we are doing wrong so we can have relationships that are NOT lonely and confusing. He was afraid that if I didn't solve it here, I would never be able to solve it or I would get depressed again and die.
I explained to him that we DO already have relationships that are not lonely and confusing. They feel close and not confusing, even when I don't understand everything about the other person. It is a very different feeling. I have it with my daughter, with people here, with my friends, and even a bit with my parents now. I have this everywhere else but with my wife. Sam admitted that he sees that now and entrusted me (adult me) with the responsibility for making decisions, since I'm generally doing a good job of it these days.

He was also afraid that he wouldn't have a purpose anymore, but I reminded him that he's supposed to protect me by pointing out problems. Since he won't be consumed by forcing me to stay anymore, he'll have a lot of time and energy to point out unhealthy things in my life. I also don't have to figure out the confused feeling anymore, because it is my experience of irrationality. No wonder I couldn't figure out the logic behind it. "It" is the lack of logic.
Back to the here and now. I called my old T and told him that I wasn't coming anymore. I haven't heard a response, but assume he got my message. I have a call in to a new T. I want to interview her a little before setting up an appointment. I decided to try a female counselor this time. I'm not entirely sure why, partly just to try something new, partly because the last joint counselor was good in individual, just not in joint.
Lawyer appointment was bumped until tomorrow. I can't wait to get some answers and start taking more concrete action to reclaim my life. I just finished reading "The Verbally Abusive Relationship" last night. The more aware I am of what is going on and the more validation I get that my wife is truly always looking to be one up, the more problems I have sleeping in the same bed with her. Yes, I know, duh?!?

But there is more to it than that.
I am awake until exhaustion claims me at 2am or 3am these nights. I've been trying to pin down the feelings, but I'm not sure how to describe it. It is sort of like passive "fight or flight" if that makes sense.

My breathing get shallow, my muscles tense up, especially in my legs. Trying all kinds of muscle relaxing exercises don't seem to help much, the tension creeps back in. My breathing gets shallow, I have to concentrate to take deep slow breaths. It feels a lot like getting that surge of adrenelin WITHOUT the boost. I was going to say that I wonder if this might be low level PTSD, but I don't believe that my situation has ever been bad enough to warrant that. Plus, I don't want to be a hypochondriac. Besides dismissing my own experience (a "no no") I just now took a quick read of a couple of PTSD sites and it sounds very familiar. Yet, another topic to tackle. I know what I'l be doing at 1am tonight.

After reading all this I sound really grim today. The truth is, despite everything, last night was the best night for me that I remember since getting married! I felt free and able to choose any course I want in life. It felt like me. Today I am feeling more of the pressures of doing all of the things I need to do to prepare. That's a lot, but I am getting them done. I even have a little time left over to enjoy life these days.
