I think it is a natural response to want to be rescued from a horrible situation, I don't think it is unhealthy, I think it is something that gives us hope in the face of some pretty tough shit that happened.
I completely agree. However continuing to do so, into adulthood is not healthy. It works as a child, it does not work as an adult.
Monarch said:however, when you talk about children or even teenagers whose brains are not fully developed maybe they really do need saving. If saving means stepping in and calling the police when someone is being abused then talking to that kid and finding a home for them, helping them find therapy and giving them hope then I will save someone. Would yu really follow through?
Where do you live that you have to find them a home, find them therapy, etc? Once you call the police (and any person that claims to care about children damn well better if they are being abused) and they investigate, Social workers step in and do this. It's their job. And it's their job for a reason.
However, we are not talking about defenseless children here. We are talking about ourselves, ADULTS.
As for how to stop doing this, all I can say is how I stopped. Maybe it will work for someone, maybe it won't. .. who knows..
So.. my story of this starts with leaving the most violent relationship I had ever been in, also my last violent one. I went into crisis counseling for a bit.
I couldn't understand how I could end up here, again. I had tried so hard to break that damn cycle. The therapist asked me something and let me tell you it really really pissed me off. She asked me what was I doing that put me into this type of relationship repeatedly. Of course I took it as being blamed for all of it. I never went back again.
But that damned question burned in my brain... until a few months later I realized the answer. I wanted to be saved. I was looking for a hero to come and take it all away. I was.. the perfect prey.
So my journey began with a very ugly question and a very ugly answer. I decided then and there that no one would ever rescue me, except me. After that, every time I started to fantasize about being rescued, I would put myself as my own hero. I began to tell myself I was able to fix it. (it.. being everything.) I started to believe it.. Then I started to learn about being personally responsible for myself, about having the power to make choices, to make mistakes, I was becoming empowered....
It's taken a long time.. but I've never backed down. Rescuing is unhealthy. There are no excuses, no justification that will make it otherwise. It is most certainly a normal reaction to terrible traumas as a child, as an adult it removes all responsibility from the "saved" person and a twisted level of control to the other, no matter what good intentions there are.
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