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mumstheword
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I just heard the grandma singing. She used to be a singer. She actually used to sing with a lady I used to sing with and ran a child care centre with her. I have hardly ever heard her sing while we've been here. I don't sing here very much either and I used to do many many hours of practice for years and years.
Our- neighbor-from-hell recently started singing. She is hard to listen too. I know she likes my singing because she heard me and couldn't help a very impressed response. Not long after that she started singing. It's an improvement in her screaming abuse to her children and ex and us and other neighbors, though.
But for me, it has been inhibiting, because I don't want any attention from her, or for her to try to compete with me, in some sort of egoic "singing competition". We live very close together so we hear a lot from each other's place. I also don't feel like gracing her with my sounds or to share the intimacy of listening to me freestyling or doing practice. She reminds me a lot, of my abusive, histrionic, narcassistic mother.
Our- neighbor-from-hell recently started singing. She is hard to listen too. I know she likes my singing because she heard me and couldn't help a very impressed response. Not long after that she started singing. It's an improvement in her screaming abuse to her children and ex and us and other neighbors, though.
But for me, it has been inhibiting, because I don't want any attention from her, or for her to try to compete with me, in some sort of egoic "singing competition". We live very close together so we hear a lot from each other's place. I also don't feel like gracing her with my sounds or to share the intimacy of listening to me freestyling or doing practice. She reminds me a lot, of my abusive, histrionic, narcassistic mother.