That piece of you that knows how love feels
I won't get into details but have had to face up to my attachment disorder issues since my oldest son and his wife got pregnant and then gave birth to my first grandson. Everything broke in our relationship. My son and i both have attachment disorder issues (of course). Prior to this we had an extremely (probably too close) relationship - most likely as well sprouted from attachment disorder issues.
My sons detachment disorder takes the form of the song 'Please don't Leave Me' by Pink. That 'I Hate You, Please Don't Leave Me' type of behaviour. Myself....I just close up. I feel myself not being heard while the screaming from him drowns me out and I fall into the 'Nobody listens to me' patterns of behaviour. Each side with their own communication style that simply doesn't mesh.
During our current trials, each of us has tried to solve the problems that we 'see' but we just seemed to be digging ourselves deeper. We were spiraling out of control into the attachment disorder abyss. It was such a sick, but oh so familiar feeling to me. Watching a relationship that is near and so dear to me crumble before my very eyes while my heart breaks and then goes cold. Completely and utterly cold with my own son....
Yesterday as I was driving home I realized that my son and I were both working from a fear perspective. I needed to get back to basics and find the love - walk in it, feel it, touch it and open it again. A terrifying prospect I realized. I had a certainty in me that this search for a love seemingly gone bad was opening me to a further shattering of my heart. I do believe this certainty that the relationship was doomed is part of the dysfunction in me.
I found that place in me that would allow me to open my heart again during my meditation two nights ago, I visualized going to him with love - reached out to him and just cradled him - assuring him that I loved him through it all. I wasn't happy with his behaviour but that I was seeing the part I played in this as well. That was a hard truth to swallow. I had to stop lying to myself and recognize that I was feeding the fire.
The day after my meditation (yesterday) he contacted me for the first time in three months. Creepy. Through our conversation I kept assuring him that I loved him, refused to be dragged into the fear as he expressed his anger and threw his accusations at me and attempted to keep us both anchored by attaching to our love. He was finally capable of coherent dialogue.
I guess my questions are -
1. Are we born with the capacity to love that transcends our learned dysfunction?
2. Are attachment issues a dysfunctional place that we go to that becomes a barrier to our innate 'love place' that we are born with?
3. Are attachment disorders learned?
4. If they are (which is my belief) then do we not have the right to rage at or lock out our parents for having implanted these issues and then leaving us due to their own dysfunctional behaviour when we ourselves show signs of attachment issues?
5. As parents, is it as simple as recognizing our role in passing down this dysfunction, acknowledging it, and manning up to the pain that it takes to have our children believe in our love for them?
So many questions....I just was looking for other's experiences.
I won't get into details but have had to face up to my attachment disorder issues since my oldest son and his wife got pregnant and then gave birth to my first grandson. Everything broke in our relationship. My son and i both have attachment disorder issues (of course). Prior to this we had an extremely (probably too close) relationship - most likely as well sprouted from attachment disorder issues.
My sons detachment disorder takes the form of the song 'Please don't Leave Me' by Pink. That 'I Hate You, Please Don't Leave Me' type of behaviour. Myself....I just close up. I feel myself not being heard while the screaming from him drowns me out and I fall into the 'Nobody listens to me' patterns of behaviour. Each side with their own communication style that simply doesn't mesh.
During our current trials, each of us has tried to solve the problems that we 'see' but we just seemed to be digging ourselves deeper. We were spiraling out of control into the attachment disorder abyss. It was such a sick, but oh so familiar feeling to me. Watching a relationship that is near and so dear to me crumble before my very eyes while my heart breaks and then goes cold. Completely and utterly cold with my own son....
Yesterday as I was driving home I realized that my son and I were both working from a fear perspective. I needed to get back to basics and find the love - walk in it, feel it, touch it and open it again. A terrifying prospect I realized. I had a certainty in me that this search for a love seemingly gone bad was opening me to a further shattering of my heart. I do believe this certainty that the relationship was doomed is part of the dysfunction in me.
I found that place in me that would allow me to open my heart again during my meditation two nights ago, I visualized going to him with love - reached out to him and just cradled him - assuring him that I loved him through it all. I wasn't happy with his behaviour but that I was seeing the part I played in this as well. That was a hard truth to swallow. I had to stop lying to myself and recognize that I was feeding the fire.
The day after my meditation (yesterday) he contacted me for the first time in three months. Creepy. Through our conversation I kept assuring him that I loved him, refused to be dragged into the fear as he expressed his anger and threw his accusations at me and attempted to keep us both anchored by attaching to our love. He was finally capable of coherent dialogue.
I guess my questions are -
1. Are we born with the capacity to love that transcends our learned dysfunction?
2. Are attachment issues a dysfunctional place that we go to that becomes a barrier to our innate 'love place' that we are born with?
3. Are attachment disorders learned?
4. If they are (which is my belief) then do we not have the right to rage at or lock out our parents for having implanted these issues and then leaving us due to their own dysfunctional behaviour when we ourselves show signs of attachment issues?
5. As parents, is it as simple as recognizing our role in passing down this dysfunction, acknowledging it, and manning up to the pain that it takes to have our children believe in our love for them?
So many questions....I just was looking for other's experiences.
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