maddietod
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Wow Madie! What a drama. I'm so glad you managed to find freedom from the insanity of that dynamic, and reaped such sweet rewards in the process.
I'm wondering if you could articulate what you went through mentally and emotionally. It would be interesting to know more about this... What did you focus on (or not) as you when through this ordeal with your family members? How did you disengage from the desire to be reactive? How were you able you shift yourself perspective? What was it that "loosened and blew away?"
I think it would be really helpful for others, if you could say more about it. I realize that these things are not always easy to describe in words, but it is fascinating to hear how much your responses in that situation affected others' responses back to you. I would love to hear any further thoughts you might have about this.
I'm not sure this is in keeping with Zoe's idea for this thread, so I'll be really brief. The hard part is remembering that something this insane has to be caused by stuff being triggered that I can't see. So it really isn't about me, or about what seems to be happening. So then the trick is just to not get triggered myself, to respond only to actual words spoken, gently, and to withdraw when I'm losing that focus. Then it can't escalate.
Processing later, the work is the same. Keep remembering that this is about invisible stuff, don't engage in the drama, allow the truth to be whatever it is. At some point, I completely released my fantasies about these sisters and how I thought they felt about me. I avoided replacing these fantasies with new stories. I called my Mom because she doesn't deserve to be in the middle of this, and she's getting a bit fuzzy-brained. Told her I love her unconditionally exactly as she is, and that I'd talk about anything she needed to talk about, but I wouldn't defend/explain myself or talk about anybody else. It took about an hour of engaged listening to drain out whatever poison my sisters had poured in her ears, but we're good now. My mom's a sweet person.
Madie