OUCH - **trigger?**
I had a big breakthrough in therapy today. I am trying to show love to the lonely scared cold child that I am inside. I closed my eyes and i talked to him, for the first time.
Why is it so hard to be loving to myself? why do I write so formally when writing about this?
It is cold and I feel like I do not know what to say, but I tell him that it will be ok. I tell him everything is going to be all right. He answers me by asking, "How will you get the color back? Everything is gray, dirt brown or rust red; I am facing years of this, without love." I do not know what to say, so I just tell him again that it will be all right, and I try to hold him close to me.
He won't loosen up - he is very distrustful and he is heartbroken. He stands there, wearing only his underpants, in the middle of the dull green expanse of my Massachusetts back yard. I give him a white tee shirt to put on. I know he will refuse anything more. I realize this will take time and patience, not a big show.
Then I come into work, and got in a huge fight with my boss. He is toxically negative, unnappreciative to a degree bordeering on an artform, and subversively mean. He threatened me (my wife is pregnant - he claimed I was telling my boss what to do), 'I am not the one with the pregnant wife.'
self-destructive behavior, and he even said it about me himself. But I was right, on the one hand. It is just impossible to win those battles with him.
NOw I sit here, dazed, scared, angry, fulfilling the prohecy I created by veering a little too close to happiness.
On the other hand, I have realized that, in order to survive, I cannot have toxic relationships in my life, and this man is toxic to me. Now how do I pay for my insurance and food for my family and the mortgage?
Why is it so hard to be loving to myself? why do I write so formally when writing about this?
It is cold and I feel like I do not know what to say, but I tell him that it will be ok. I tell him everything is going to be all right. He answers me by asking, "How will you get the color back? Everything is gray, dirt brown or rust red; I am facing years of this, without love." I do not know what to say, so I just tell him again that it will be all right, and I try to hold him close to me.
He won't loosen up - he is very distrustful and he is heartbroken. He stands there, wearing only his underpants, in the middle of the dull green expanse of my Massachusetts back yard. I give him a white tee shirt to put on. I know he will refuse anything more. I realize this will take time and patience, not a big show.
Then I come into work, and got in a huge fight with my boss. He is toxically negative, unnappreciative to a degree bordeering on an artform, and subversively mean. He threatened me (my wife is pregnant - he claimed I was telling my boss what to do), 'I am not the one with the pregnant wife.'
self-destructive behavior, and he even said it about me himself. But I was right, on the one hand. It is just impossible to win those battles with him.
NOw I sit here, dazed, scared, angry, fulfilling the prohecy I created by veering a little too close to happiness.
On the other hand, I have realized that, in order to survive, I cannot have toxic relationships in my life, and this man is toxic to me. Now how do I pay for my insurance and food for my family and the mortgage?