Yes, Tupp. The reactivity is taking up less bandwidth. I notice noticing negativity less often and before the universe dings me.
Slow, steady change. I'm plodding along.
I have no alternatives. This is it, though I swim comfortably in imperfection as I go, growing more comfortable with ignoring the old rules, as CB posted on another thread.
Truth is, noticing a rule, and breaking it...or simply contemplating breaking it, feels a bit thrilling at this stage. That no one dies, or us badly wounded is an amazing thing!
Maybe I was rule bound....or tied in knots by them. I can tell you this.....where I'm headed with this is uncharted territory, indeed.
I remain curious about where I'm heading. Likely nowhere conventional, though I'm less reactive around the male/ female roles and biases, etc. That's a relief, whew!
The crazy cat neighbor left a porn pic in our mailbox while dd18 and I were there....and NO other mail arrived AT ALL, not even junk mail. See? THAT sends a white hot flash of anger through me, particularly as we're contemplating the Airbnb situation at the lake.
I won't bore you with the long history, but he's truly unstable, has bashed down our mailbox, then bashed the new one I put up. I was ready to get a P.O. Box bc crazy cat man decided there would be no.....errr...thats a rant.
I want to spend zero time in him, but he leaves trash in and around the mailbox and now dirty pictures. He sometimes drags limbs across the drive and I suppose there was a day where the male of a family threatened abd/ or thumped people like this to deter this.....and maybe other things, but it's just me. I have the idea thumping or threatening him would quadruple my trouble. I struggle with being controlled and limited by his lunacy. The same with YG, who absolutely watches me come and go. For the most part, I never think if them, but then they find a way to insist.
I realize most people don't insist.
It's the men who refuse NO....Im forced to think about. It's unfair. Where's the justice? There's none and any request for justice doubles the injustice, or worse, IME.
So.....what haven't I tried? Assuming the pretend normalcy my patience and incredulible self control aren't worth propping up, bc I am done. Just...done with it.
What's next? What would a man do, do'ya think?
I find the time I waste thinking about it to be a slap in the face. Over and over. My tolerance for pain and silence are rules I'm ketting go of too.
What that looks like both thrills and scares me.
I've always been sensitive to the edges of crazy people, boundary stompers....unstable ones. Felt responsible for keeping them from going over their edge, which is complete BS, I realize.....now.
That's part of the social conditioning.
That's what we're raised to believe and feel....responsible for the feelings and actions if weak men. How in the wirld do the weak hold so much if my attention and I can't just put an end to it succinctly, with economy of motion?
Something's going to change. I just have to imagine the shape if it...what it will become. I already know the shape of escalation, standing toe to toe.....our culture doesn't like it. It doesn't play well. It's not comfortable to think or talk about.
I know how the system fails and works. I know how to waste time and money documenting.
What a waste of my time.
Something's going to change and I'm pretty sure it's me, throwing off more rules.
Thanks for that, CB, bc it's scary true right now.
Lighter