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Never_falter2
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I do not think it is selfish no. It just reminds me of it... but I guess that feeling will go away after a while.
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I've been splurging on myself. The last 6ish months of finally living alone has been a journey for me. I bought myself a pair of kick-ass boots (I love boots - and I didn't have any that fit right anymore!). I'm refusing to wear clothes that don't fit right and/or make me feel good. I'm finally (!) reading, writing, and starting to want to do art again. I set up a makeup table for myself, including mirror and lighting (and I'm still pretty proud of that!), and I'm actually doing makeup on occasion. I'm about to color my hair lol.
I've allowed my relationship with my sufferer just...be. We're getting along better than we ever have, and he's finally looking into getting therapy. He hasn't actually done it yet. But he's thinking about it! :rolleyes: There is still zero intimacy/physical contact, zero talking about anything important (like, oh, anything that's happened in the last 2 years), so I still consider us broken up. And, there's been zero conversation about changing that so... But, I also recognize that my bringing it up will get us nowhere. Meanwhile, I'm living my life on my own terms. I know if I start dating, I'll have to tell him, but I'll figure that out if it happens.
So, I am getting support elsewhere. I don't and can't trust him to support me emotionally (after his completely invalidating my childhood experiences, I certainly can't talk about my journey in healing from my childhood with him!). I'm making friends, have a great therapist. I'm finally processing my own painful childhood (now that my mom is living close, and I lived with her for a year, and had to figure out WHY that made me crazy) and acknowledging and accepting that it was...not good.
And I'm finally realizing I'm allowed boundaries, and my house is MY house. I didn't even really decorate for Christmas because it was stressing me out - and I realized - I don't NEED TO. It's MY house. If I want to put up a lone decoration and call it good, I'm allowed to do that! If I want to leave my clean laundry unfolded on my COUCH until I want to deal with it, I'm allowed to do that too! This was, seriously, a revelation for me.
Hell, buying a couch was and exercise in enforcing my boundaries. I KNEW what kind of couch I wanted - sufferer never liked it, so we never got it when together. Mom didn't like it. It seriously stressed me out that I was going to buy something FOR MYSELF that they didn't approve of. Then I realized, I've liked this couch for at least five years. It's MY HOUSE. So I bought it. I LOVE IT. (Ironically, sufferer and mom also ended up thinking it's actually really nice, and perfect for my space)
And yes, I think the biggest thing I've done for myself is breaking the cycle of codependency and abuse. I'm learning how to navigate my (emotionally abusive, possibly narcissistic, but also definitely emotionally abused as a child herself) mother as an adult - and she is healing and growing in the process as well (setting and enforcing boundaries has been incredibly helpful with this).
ANYWAY. Self-care. Yup. For me, my biggest step of self-care has been realizing I'm allowed to do what I need to, and it's OK to buy a pair of expensive boots! And a couch! lol