I've got to stop searching, but how?
ForeverFighting
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Roadrunner said something that sounded looney to me.
I read an article that said, Having never had a male role model, he may... feel what Dr. Joseph Nicolosi calls a sense of weakness and incompetence with regard to those attributes associated with masculinity, that is, power, assertion, and strength. If a person takes inventory of the specific traits in which he feels deficient, he may discover... that these are the very traits that he finds attractive in other men."
I was the only blonde kid in a family of brunettes. My dad wanted a girl. My dad was a jock; I was a musician. Everything about me said "different". Or maybe everything about my family said it. But ever since I was a kid, I would try to hang around the dark-haired boys. They scared me, but the look said strength. It's just more of the "if I were different, this wouldn't have happened to me". Untrue, but it's training.
It's not about the father I HAD. It's the IDEA of the father that I didn't have. And all my life, I've had this sick idea that if I looked the right look, I'd attract this imaginary father-figure who would love me. I've used my body shape as a crutch, not that I've ever had a shape, but in my imagination, if I could be thin enough, I had the power to obtain the man I needed. It wasn't that I ever got a man or had one--it was that I could if I wanted to. In my imagination. Now it sounds so sick. If I'm only sexy enough, I can find a father who will love me. If I can be like that guy in the porn, I can make a man like me for who I am. Wow, what's wrong with this training?
And now I look in the mirror, and I've lost the shape. I don't match the pictures online anymore. And I know that my imagined "power" is gone, and my hopes of ever finding a father are fading. So I get depressed and go on diets and excercise, cut my hair and buy new clothes. But it's not about that. It's about the search for this father I never had.
It's the wish list, wishing for a male role model that will take care of me, will show me what to do with my hair, help me figure out a path in life, go to lunch with me and like me for who I am. Who won't criticize me. Someone for whom I wouldn't have to change to gain their approval. Someone to whom I could tell all this, and he'd actually try to help me and check up on me.
Roadrunner said it, "All I can suggest is don't wait for the breakthrough (with your dad) that in all likelihood will never come." So yeah, I guess I am hanging on to a hope that won't be fulfilled. This is one of the last fantasies I still hold onto. And like any crutch, I'm getting a little nervous talking about dropping it.
Guys, how do I let go? The psychological psychobabble would tell me to find this role model inside me, to realize my own strengths, the man I am. That's not working for me. And honestly, when I look inside myself for male qualities, I get stuck on the physical anyway. How can I just stop looking for my dad? Not the dead one. The real one? How can I let go of this last feeling of control, that my body is the only weapon I own that works? I've finally been able to let go of the perp uncle, and I've finally dealt with my mom and all her failures, but this discussion has really shown me that I'm stuck on this big-time and I have been for my whole life. This is another loss, admitting that I will NEVER have the father I needed. How can I just SAY that? I need a father, right?
I dismissed the thought, because my dad is as good as dead to me. But the brain kept tossing things around and started thinking about schemas , something I heard about in a psychology class. They're like stereotypes, ways that children use to make sense of the world. "Policemen are strong. He looks like a policeman, so he must be strong." It's a short jump to prejudice, but that's another story.But it seems to me that added to this you might be clinging to some hope that a spark of compassion and affection on (your dad's) part will also appear, that you two might ultimately "connect". That would be wonderful, but it is up to you to decide whether it is worth waiting for and what the cost of the waiting would be.
I read an article that said, Having never had a male role model, he may... feel what Dr. Joseph Nicolosi calls a sense of weakness and incompetence with regard to those attributes associated with masculinity, that is, power, assertion, and strength. If a person takes inventory of the specific traits in which he feels deficient, he may discover... that these are the very traits that he finds attractive in other men."
I was the only blonde kid in a family of brunettes. My dad wanted a girl. My dad was a jock; I was a musician. Everything about me said "different". Or maybe everything about my family said it. But ever since I was a kid, I would try to hang around the dark-haired boys. They scared me, but the look said strength. It's just more of the "if I were different, this wouldn't have happened to me". Untrue, but it's training.
It's not about the father I HAD. It's the IDEA of the father that I didn't have. And all my life, I've had this sick idea that if I looked the right look, I'd attract this imaginary father-figure who would love me. I've used my body shape as a crutch, not that I've ever had a shape, but in my imagination, if I could be thin enough, I had the power to obtain the man I needed. It wasn't that I ever got a man or had one--it was that I could if I wanted to. In my imagination. Now it sounds so sick. If I'm only sexy enough, I can find a father who will love me. If I can be like that guy in the porn, I can make a man like me for who I am. Wow, what's wrong with this training?
And now I look in the mirror, and I've lost the shape. I don't match the pictures online anymore. And I know that my imagined "power" is gone, and my hopes of ever finding a father are fading. So I get depressed and go on diets and excercise, cut my hair and buy new clothes. But it's not about that. It's about the search for this father I never had.
It's the wish list, wishing for a male role model that will take care of me, will show me what to do with my hair, help me figure out a path in life, go to lunch with me and like me for who I am. Who won't criticize me. Someone for whom I wouldn't have to change to gain their approval. Someone to whom I could tell all this, and he'd actually try to help me and check up on me.
Roadrunner said it, "All I can suggest is don't wait for the breakthrough (with your dad) that in all likelihood will never come." So yeah, I guess I am hanging on to a hope that won't be fulfilled. This is one of the last fantasies I still hold onto. And like any crutch, I'm getting a little nervous talking about dropping it.
Guys, how do I let go? The psychological psychobabble would tell me to find this role model inside me, to realize my own strengths, the man I am. That's not working for me. And honestly, when I look inside myself for male qualities, I get stuck on the physical anyway. How can I just stop looking for my dad? Not the dead one. The real one? How can I let go of this last feeling of control, that my body is the only weapon I own that works? I've finally been able to let go of the perp uncle, and I've finally dealt with my mom and all her failures, but this discussion has really shown me that I'm stuck on this big-time and I have been for my whole life. This is another loss, admitting that I will NEVER have the father I needed. How can I just SAY that? I need a father, right?