Seems like a good non N-ish insight to me. Maybe you WERE more like your mother than you imagine, but are now conscious of the whole thing, which is NOT like her? So possibly an N-ish phase was just part of a larger unfolding. What seems narcissistic in hindsight may have been temporary defensive self containment.
Likewise for me, the more sobering revelation is how it might have been passed down to me. It's obvious how my father picked it up from my grandfather, and my brother from my father. During my early adulthood I was reeling from an inflation/deflation cycle of my own and rather desperately searching for a sense of self. I feel like I was reeling from the effects of the whole childhood environment, and maybe now am starting to overcome these limitations.
Thank you so much, tjr. This is an area which absolutely boggles my mind, because - as you've indicated - I know that we each bear inherited traits from our parents, etc... and so, of course, I "can't help" but be like my mother in some ways... and it's like the battle against my own innate characteristics somehow keeps her (and my dad, too, in other ways) as the focal point of my struggles... when I don't want to have inherited
anything from them, you know? I guess maybe the source of all that is anger, on my part, but it feels more like revulsion. And the alternative to that seems to be to consider their positive qualities... which I also find to be a revolting concept.
Sorry, this is really a confusing mess to try to express, but... it's like I'm afraid to consider any of their characteristics as "good" or positive, because that feels like making myself a potential victim yet once again of hoping that maybe they could be capable of a genuine relationship.
It'd be so much easier to apply black/white thinking to them, but that's the immature mentality of the adolescent in me, I think...
and when you boil it all down, I don't want to be going through something now which shoulda been over 30 years ago, when I was a teenager.
Anyhow, I love the expression
"temporary defensive self containment"... and I do believe it fits... I just wish it hadn't lasted so long. Truly, it's the same exact phenomenon I witness in my own teenaged daughter, who's about to turn 17...
and the same with my older 2 girls... both of whom appear to have outgrown it now...
good grief, I can make myself dizzy with wondering.
So I understand at a gut level - the reeling from the effects. When all you know is to somehow try to merge, meld, or complete the identity of another who
has virtually
no sense self... now that's a life built on illusion. The unsettling discomfort of finding your own two legs on which to stand... well, it's like coming off a 40 year boat ride and finding that they're made of jello. They'll strengthen with exercise though, I keep tellin myself... they really will.
Thanks again. Your post really helped.
Carolyn