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They say modesty is knowing your own limitations. I compare my past to an old hiking injury. (Mauled by a bear?) Anyway, depending on circumstances, sometimes my past starts hurting if I try to do too much.
For me "doing too much" equals doing anything social--anything taking emotional strength. I did too much the last few weeks. I had people over two weekends in a row, gave a public speech, and spent some time with people that intimidate me. They're nice people, but they trigger. He knew my family well when I was a kid, so he asks a lot about them. That's bad for me. The same kind of thing that happens when my mom makes her bi-monthly phone calls out of some sort of duty or because she needs me to provide something that will make her look good in front of her friends. She makes her judgements of every aspect of my life she can pry out of me, then goes on her merry way while I stew around the house with flames coming from my eyes.
If anyone has a suggestion on how to shed a judgemental, controlling mother (wife of my physical abuser) without shedding whatever duties I have as a son to her, I'd love to hear what you've done.
I called and made an appointment with my therapist. I talk to him about two or three times a year now. I feel like I should be able to do this on my own by now, but there's that modesty again. I can't. I talk to him next Tuesday. But today I do feel better. There's not so much arguing in my head, not so many compulsions to act out and do damaging things. I just have to be easy on myself so my old injury doesn't act up. Hang in there.
For me "doing too much" equals doing anything social--anything taking emotional strength. I did too much the last few weeks. I had people over two weekends in a row, gave a public speech, and spent some time with people that intimidate me. They're nice people, but they trigger. He knew my family well when I was a kid, so he asks a lot about them. That's bad for me. The same kind of thing that happens when my mom makes her bi-monthly phone calls out of some sort of duty or because she needs me to provide something that will make her look good in front of her friends. She makes her judgements of every aspect of my life she can pry out of me, then goes on her merry way while I stew around the house with flames coming from my eyes.
If anyone has a suggestion on how to shed a judgemental, controlling mother (wife of my physical abuser) without shedding whatever duties I have as a son to her, I'd love to hear what you've done.
I called and made an appointment with my therapist. I talk to him about two or three times a year now. I feel like I should be able to do this on my own by now, but there's that modesty again. I can't. I talk to him next Tuesday. But today I do feel better. There's not so much arguing in my head, not so many compulsions to act out and do damaging things. I just have to be easy on myself so my old injury doesn't act up. Hang in there.