Making Progress I Was Abandoned

Making Progress I Was Abandoned

sorryson

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I am beginning to deal with this. Everyone seems to think you can only be abandoned if someone leaves you permanently. In counseling I am beginning to accept Mama abandoned us. When you say she left to take care of her Mama, people say she did not abandon you. When you tell them she had three sisters and two brothers who lived near grandma and grandpa was still alive they begin to say she did not need to go but chose to go. My counselor asks, seeing it was Mama's choice because others were there and would not have to leave their families, did you feel abandoned. He asked me many times over the past few weeks. I did not know how to answer.

I talked with my sister who is a recovered alcoholic and went through extensive therapy. She told me it took her three tries at recovery before she began to accept she felt abandoned by Mama . All her feelings made her feel Mama did not love her. She also told me Mama used emotional control to gain us back. She would tell us she loved us and no ones hugs were like hers. She would tell us only a mother could cook, do laundry and love us and would tell us Dad did his best, but it is always Mama who is there for them. But she was not there she was 1500 miles away. My sister said children who are abandoned can turn on those who were there for them because they do not want the person who left them to abandon them again. The child slowly goes under the control of the parent who left. She said our younger brother is totally under Mamas control. She used him to attack Dad and still does even though Dad is now dead. She said it is sick and we also let us turn on Dad. I asked her do you think Mama will every admit it. She laughed and said no. I asked about the aunts. She said no because they were under the control of grandma and they learned to control Mama. Mama did not want to hurt them and say you need to change your plans I have three children that need me. She could not because the brothers would call and tell her she needed to get there. My sister said she realized the brothers did shit but expected to be the apple of grandmas and the sisters eyes. She said poor grandpa was also treated as a second class citizen. They would make fun of him or upset so he would leave and go the cellar and do some woodwork. He just put up with it as they laughed and made fun of him behind his back and to his face. But all the children would talk about how much they loved him. She said it was all show as was having everyone there when grandma was sick. This way they could tell everyone how good they were to grandma. They knew grandma wanted it that way. No one ever mentioned us kids who were left behind by Mama. The aunts still talk about how good they were to grandma and grandpa. She said we lost a mother and they were selfish and took our Mama from us. Once grandma died Mama needed to be Mama even though things had changed. So she hurt Dad and we followed her.

My sister told me she told Dad as part of her recovery what she learned when she was recovering. He said he understood and knew we were only trying to keep Mama happy and feared she would leave again. And she did when grandpa was sick. My sister said she asked Dad to forgive her. She said Dad was the best and said you were only a child and it is the adult who controls and manipulates. He said he was happy I was facing my demons and hoped she could love who she chose to love. She said she cried and from the day forward she never took a drink. She said his own abuse by a Brother made him wise to know we had been manipulated emotionally by Mama and the aunts. Dad told him Mama did not do it intentionally. She wanted you to treat her as her Mama wanted to be the center of the kids love. She learned it from grandma who probably learned it from her mother. She told me she cannot stand being near the aunts and uncle who are still alive. She knows they helped to hurt us and Dad. My sister never told me this happened. I knew Dad and her had become close but never knew how it happened. It took telling Dad what she learned and accepted in therapy to fully recover. She did not have to hide her pain. I was jealous I could not tell him before he died I loved him.

I thought long and hard about what she told me. The secrets we keep, the emotions we deny, the manipulation that a child lives only hurt us. Yesterday when I met with my counselor I told him I wanted to answer his question. He asked which one. Did I feel abandoned by Mama? I said out loud yes she chose to leave us to keep her family happy but we were her family do and I was sad. He explored and I cried and asked why did she love grandma, her sisters and brothers more than me.

I think this may be a start to accepting so much in my life and hopefully the sexually abuse that occurred when she was away and the priest knew I needed someone. My counselor and doctors believe these feeling of being abandoned and having the abuse occur at the same time are interwoven and need to be explored. I am scared. I read here what everyone goes through as they try to get better and face the abuse. I am scared I will not be strong enough to survive. I know I have to try. Please tolerate me if I become a wreck and sound stupid or do not make sense. I see others have been there and now they seem so together. That is all I want.
 
you do not sound stupid and you make perfect sense. you are getting it and it is a shock to your previous world view.

it is a tribute to your loyalty to your family and your idealistic child-like thinking that you wanted and desperately needed to believe in the goodness and love of your mother. no kid wants to feel abandoned. that is why we deny it even when it is so obvious that our beliefs are not based in reality.

for the longest time, i tried to maintain the fantasy that my family was normal and not terribly dysfunctional and that the abuse from them was not really that bad.

this is the first step in healing this wound. you have to accept the truth ("the truth shall set you free") before you can deal with it and put it all into perspective and adjust to it in a healthy way. as my T always said = "you have to own it before you can disown it."

you are getting there. you have been strong enough to make it this far. the worst is behind you. keep holding on and moving ahead.

LEE
 
I had to minimize the effect my toxic mother had on me in order to stay connected to her. Disconnecting from her was one of the healthiest things I have ever done.

Congratulations on your progress in therapy. My experience is that I free myself by walking through and releasing all that old pain. It sounds like you have really good support to help you through this.

You are in my thoughts.

Don
 
sorryson said:
...I know I have to try. Please tolerate me if I become a wreck and sound stupid or do not make sense. I see others have been there and now they seem so together. That is all I want.
Hey SS,
You don't even have to ask for our tolerance. As you say, we've all been there. And don't think yourself as weak. You have to have steel balls to do this stuff and you've proven your's.

Be well,

Jude
 
Lee, Don64 and Jude I think I lived a fantasy about Mama and her family. I guess the power of persuasion made us believe Mama and her family was perfect and all other families were dysfunctional. Mama always talked about her family and how they laughed. She never told us how her family did not speak to family for stupid reasons, how family used inheritance to hurt others in the family, how they made grandpa feel like he did not belong, how most of them did not have real friends when growing up, how closed to others they lived and controlled each other. It was sick. My sister has helped me open my eyes. I still want to believe Mama really loved us. I think she was brought up to believe Mama first no matter who got hurt even though she did not give to us first.

It is hard to accept aunts, uncles and grandma could use my Mama to leave me and my sister and brother and my Dad. In counseling I am learning what Dad may have done according to Mama and brother, was linked to how maliciously we treated him and his facing his childhood sexual abuse. My doctor asked how would I feel if my son threw hot oatmeal on me, if I was locked out of your house by a child, if your child destroyed your work and you had to put it back together, if your child told everyone Mama did everything even though she was not there, if your child screamed and yelled at you and while all this was going on your wife and other children joined in. And you heard your wife say you deserved all this. I said I would be crushed. He asked if the memories of my sexual abuse would have come back to me while being abused in your own home. I had to think and said probably yes. He said your father suffered multiple periods of abuse, first as a child by his teacher and on-going with his children and wife. He asked did I consider what was done to Dad really abuse. I could not answer.

A week later after talking to my sister I realized we had abused him. My sister told me we were only reacting to Mama needs to be loved. She told me she learned Mama had a co-dependent relationship with her mother and sisters and brothers. She told me Mamas whole family was co-dependent. When her mother died, Mama lost someone who controlled her life. When she came home she was no longer number one. She needed to be loved and the center of our world. We became her co-dependents and Dad was the outsider. She said it was like grandpa, everyone told him he did not know what he was talking about and he did not listen and then made fun of him until he went to the cellar to get away from everyone. Even grandma and Mamas brothers and sister would do this to grandpa and grandma laughed. We did the same thing to Dad and Mama laughed and encouraged us. She said it was all we knew and we learned to do the same thing. How we did it was more spiteful and physical. We kids suffered because of their selfishness. They thought their love would make it all better. It did not. Mamas sisters and brothers were just as bad and we loved them. We now know they were out for themselves. They knew how to put on the show.

My sister has been so helpful in this part of facing my childhood. I know she will be there for me when I try to accept the sexual abuse. I know she will not have any insights on how I feel from this abuse, but she will give me support like my wife, who has been a rock and such a great person. I also believe Mama and her family did many good things and could be loving. I remember all the stories Mama told. They were always making fun of other people and laughing about them. I cannot count how many times we heard how crazy others were, or they were pain in the asses or weird, stupid or some other negative word. Grandma did this and so did all of grandmas brothers and sisters. Mama and her sisters and brothers also talked like this. I remember how grandmas family would be on the outs with each other. We did have fun with them when they wanted to have fun.

I went back to the counselor, who I see two times a week along with my psychiatrist once a week and a support group, and I told him yes I had abused my father. I asked why would I abuse Dad and why would Mama want us to abuse Dad. He explained we were taught to believe Dad was the cause of all problems and your Mama was imposing her feelings on the children. Your Mama appears to have come from a very co-dependent family. Your grandmother, as a mother, should have known how important it is for a mother to be with her children. She only thought of her needs. She thought being surrounded by her children would let people know she was a good mother. He told me your Mamas sisters and brothers were able to manipulate your Mama into feeling guilty by not being there. They did not leave their homes or families. Co-dependent families do not understand boundaries. Your Mama did not understand her boundaries should have been the children and your Dad first. It was not a necessity she be with her mother. Her being there allowed others to work, vacation, attend childrens activities, weddings, parties and live a more normal life. No one thought of how important it was for your Mama to be with her children and your Dad. You said you Dad had a heart attack and he must have felt left out by his wife. He asked how did your Dad feel when his youngest child was taken by your Mama to be with her family? I said I did not know. I know my brother and Dad never had a relationship, it was all Mama and her family and no Dad for him. You were taught your Mamas family was the only family. Your Dad probably checked out. Your Dad was also dealing with his own abuse as a child and no one was there for him. Instead everyone made it worse for him and thankfully he did not resort to suicide. What he may have done may have saved his life my counselor said. I asked how, it was his survival mechanism kicking in. His actions helped him cope with the pain of the abuse and what was being done to him in the present. One cannot separate the two periods of abuse they became one. He said everything my sister learned about our family through her years of therapy.

I guess I have to accept my childhood was what it was. I still love Mama but must keep my distance so I can get better and not be controlled by my childhood. Mama did her best with the tools she had from grandma my counselor told me. He said it seemed like my wife broke the chain of co-dependency with my family. He said she seems to put you first and shows her concern for your health. I said I am lucky someone like her chose a broken and damaged man. I am so grateful for her. I am sad about Dad and understand he could not help support us after the divorce because if he did, it would have allowed us to abuse him more. So he left and my counselor said he knew he could not be an enabler to more abuse. He said one does not help or support those that abuse them, it only creates an enabling world. I now know he never shut the window for us to fly into. My sister took the flight to the one who was always there when Mama would always leave. Blind ignorance to Mama and her family stopped me from flying home to Dad. This is very painful for me. I cry when I think of Dad. I am glad he found a wonderful woman and her children welcomed him. He deserved love and I do not deserve the love I found.

I am trying and I will try not to believe I am saying stupid things. I guess I feel sad for everyone else and for what they lived. I have trouble believing what I lived was as bad. I am trying.
 
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