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DogwoodTree
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Lots of pain there that might need addressed.
I'm willing to address it. I just don't know how. I sit with it until it loses its energy. But then it gets triggered again later. Or it doesn't, and I find myself feeling numb.
I was thinking what may needed is for you to accept yourself just as you are and be comfortable with your short comings, and you may be rejected by some, but then others may just well accept everything about you.
I can accept myself okay when I'm alone. But around other people, I feel so isolated and different, on the outside looking in. It hurts. It just does. The only way to avoid that is to avoid people. I've tried for sooo many years to figure out how to be with people and be comfortable with them and be friends, and it hasn't worked. It's only gotten worse. I've learned how to role-play pretty well so that when I need to, I can use a kind of "social camouflage" and people don't notice anything off about me. But that's a lot of work and it's exhausting. And it's not the real me, so people's responses to me don't resonate.
And then there's actual-though-subtle rejection. There are "friends" who said they cared, but when I started trying to let some of my real self into the relationship, they left. T asked me about this earlier this week...if it was only my mom who rejected me, or others, too? And I listed off several groups of people...friends, pastors, coworkers, church members, neighbors (and if he asked for specific info, I could've listed a couple of dozen names without even trying). It's not a matter of seeming different and just accepting my differences. It's a matter of being so different that people seem to be looking for excuses to reduce or fully extinguish the relationship. No matter how much (or how moderately...because I don't want to overdo it) I reach out to people, they lose interest and keep me at arm's length.
And there's actual-and-very-overt rejection. Every so often my mom threatens to kick me out of the family business. She made another threat tonight. Actually, I'm not sure if it's a threat or if this time she's planning to follow through. She sounded even more serious about it than usual. I'm so tired of her holding this over my head. She accepts no responsibility for current problems in our relationship (though she has apologized and asked forgiveness many times for her behavior when I was a kid...and demanded forgiveness so that things could be better between us). When I ask for specifics on what the problem is, she says it's "not fun" to work with me, that I don't have a "spirit of cooperation", and that she can't give any more details because she didn't feel like getting into an argument.
All that together, it makes me wonder if the problem in my relationship with her really is all me. Maybe I really am that difficult to get along with. But I don't understand what I'm doing wrong. All of my Ts have said I'm "doing all the right things." And it's not that I'm distorting information so they think well of me. I bring in as much raw data as I can for them. My mom posts some of her thoughts to YouTube, so I've played a couple of those videos for my T. I've brought in emails. My T says my communication with her is "textbook" assertive communication, keeping clean boundaries and expressing my position while still respecting hers. But her impression of my communication is that I'm "speaking a foreign language" that makes so little sense to her she doesn't even know where to begin in response.
Okay, @scout86 , I can see where reporting on the conversation with my mom helps me organize in my head what was said and try to make sense of it. And figure out where I stand with it. I also report on these conversations to my T so he can give me a reality check: What parts of her comments are legitimate, and what parts are delusional? But...like at this week's session, he kept saying very clearly how much he cared about what I was dealing with and how different parts of my story affect him, and yet it was just words to me. It was empty. I kept looking inside for some spark of comfort from all that...and nuthin.