I don't know what to write or how to say it. I am just hurting so badly. Maria( my friend sent from God) was over ,today. It is so painful for me to have a relationship with a women. The closer it gets, the harder it is. I can say this to her. Also, she thinks that I have good sense ,so more of the time we are discussing her and her issues,which I am glad of. I decided that my N issues are going to stay here b/c 3 D people don't understand. They want to and try to-- but they can't .. I guess that we are in a small "fraternity"( that no one would want to join).
Anyway, in my head are all these ideas' of worthlessness, "who do you think you are?",and valulessness .They are in my body, too. I have a layers of betrayals of from my mother and father. I was being abused by my H and they sided with him.This hurts so "gut wrenchingly" bad that I can't tell you. It is like being in a horror movie where you think that you will escape from the monster and the monster is there-waiting for you. The hopelessness, the despair that your own parents did not think that you were worth defending when you had no one and had two small babies. I can't explain the pain that is inside me, This was just one of the more recent ones. There are thousands of layers where my mother betrayed me and my father stood there like a potted plant or tried to "make it O.K."
I just kept trying and trying to get them to love me. The more I tried, the worse she got. I see ,now, that a bully needs someone to get in heir face --- not to be"needy." I thought that I could be "needy" with my own mother. Now, I see that "neediness' is a trigger for them. They need a boot on their head,permanently.My H does ,too.However, he is a "saint" next to my mother.
The other thing that hurts so badly is seeing from the thread,"can they help it?" that she IS a personality disorder. She does not have traits of it-- she is it. This is like seeing the monster in all its horror. I feel like I could scream forever the way that they do in horror movies.
My only hope is that as I let the layers go, there will be freedom -- underneath. There always has been so far
I just need to share b/c as I do, I let one more layer go and find that there is a new joy buried within. Thanks for listening Love Ami
I wanted to add that my aunt( mothers sister )never called me back. I expected it,but it still hurts. It feels like another rejection. She is everything that my mother is not-- sweet, kind, honest,humble,real, and loving. It simply hurts that she does not value me. I am chalking it up to the fact that she does not want to face the 'truth" about her sister. Who would WANT to face the truth of an N unless their life depended on it. For many of us-- it does.