barefoot
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I'm feeling very confused about something so would appreciate hearing any of your views on this...
A few days ago, my neighbour turned up on my doorstep out of the blue in the evening. We'll chat if we bump into each other but we don't really know each other and we're certainly not friends. She looked terrible - something was clearly very wrong - so I invited her in. My partner was home too so the three of us sat together and my neighbour burst into tears and then just started spilling all this stuff....firstly, that she and her husband were splitting up, then lots of other very personal disclosures including stuff about their sex life... She was also asking lots of questions and making lots of comments about my partner and I - constantly insisting that she "doesn't have a problem" with our relationship (we're both women) and that she isn't "that way inclined" and that we're not "of her nature". Just stupid, ignorant comments. Most conversations I've ever had with her, at some point she'll bring up out of nowhere that she doesn't have a problem with us. Er...ok...!
Anyway, it was all quite surreal and while I was ok with listening to someone off-loading because she was upset, it all felt a bit much and a bit out of control and she just made me feel quite uncomfortable. She left after a couple of hours but only really because we pretty much wound things up so it was very clear that it was time for her to go! I think she'd have just stayed drinking wine with us all night otherwise...
Anyway...when she left, my partner and I walked her to the door. She then just launched herself at me and gripped me in a very big bear hug, which took me by surprise. I don't like being touched and particularly don't like hugs. Then she started crying again and was kind of nuzzling into my neck. Next thing, she'd somehow got her hand under my cardigan and was holding my boob. Not that she'd brushed against it or something. She was actually just holding it...like, cupping it. And I just sort of froze and felt confused about it (She's holding my boob! No....she can't be holding my boob! Etc) and then I managed to disentangle from the hug and got her out the front door. As she left, she said she'd talk to us in a few days.
After she'd gone, my partner and I had a laugh about how surreal it all was and how we weren't expecting a lot of the things she disclosed. So we were being quite jokey about it. But since then, I've been feeling quite stressed about the prospect of her turning up again - I don't want her back in the house but I know I'll find it difficult not to offer to help her again if I do see her and she wants to talk.
My home is the place I feel safe. Now it feels like that's been spoilt a bit. Especially because I feel on tenterhooks about her maybe just turning up again. It feels like she just rocked up without warning, came into my house (my sanctuary), shared a load of really personal stuff even though we don't know each other, made some ignorant comments about my relationship/sexuality, which I found insulting even though I don't think that was her intention, and that she also made it very difficult for us to get rid of her, which caused me some anxiety. And the fact that she touched me. The hug. And then there's the boob holding... It all feels....invasive. But now I'm thinking that I let her do all those things - and I think that's because a) she was upset and b) I felt too awkward/confused/frozen to say or do anything.
I told my therapist about it yesterday and she was horrified and told me not to let her back in my house again because she clearly didn't have boundaries and because she'd behaved very inappropriately. When I first started telling her, I thought I was telling a funny story about my neighbour turning up and telling us all these wild things. But then I realised how stressed I was about her potentially coming over again and encroaching on my safe home space. And then my therapist was focusing a lot on the touching and asking if I was ok. I hadn't really thought about the boob thing much before, but it doesn't really feel ok. But I also don't want to blow it out of proportion and I think my therapist was making a bigger deal of it than it was. But she was picking up on stuff that I've found difficult with some things in the past including around my trauma...that I freeze and don't say no/stop and that I later doubt myself, make excuses for the other person and decide I've got something wrong or that something was my fault.
I feel like an idiot. Pathetic. Very unsettled. And I don't know how to make my house feel safe again :-(
A few days ago, my neighbour turned up on my doorstep out of the blue in the evening. We'll chat if we bump into each other but we don't really know each other and we're certainly not friends. She looked terrible - something was clearly very wrong - so I invited her in. My partner was home too so the three of us sat together and my neighbour burst into tears and then just started spilling all this stuff....firstly, that she and her husband were splitting up, then lots of other very personal disclosures including stuff about their sex life... She was also asking lots of questions and making lots of comments about my partner and I - constantly insisting that she "doesn't have a problem" with our relationship (we're both women) and that she isn't "that way inclined" and that we're not "of her nature". Just stupid, ignorant comments. Most conversations I've ever had with her, at some point she'll bring up out of nowhere that she doesn't have a problem with us. Er...ok...!
Anyway, it was all quite surreal and while I was ok with listening to someone off-loading because she was upset, it all felt a bit much and a bit out of control and she just made me feel quite uncomfortable. She left after a couple of hours but only really because we pretty much wound things up so it was very clear that it was time for her to go! I think she'd have just stayed drinking wine with us all night otherwise...
Anyway...when she left, my partner and I walked her to the door. She then just launched herself at me and gripped me in a very big bear hug, which took me by surprise. I don't like being touched and particularly don't like hugs. Then she started crying again and was kind of nuzzling into my neck. Next thing, she'd somehow got her hand under my cardigan and was holding my boob. Not that she'd brushed against it or something. She was actually just holding it...like, cupping it. And I just sort of froze and felt confused about it (She's holding my boob! No....she can't be holding my boob! Etc) and then I managed to disentangle from the hug and got her out the front door. As she left, she said she'd talk to us in a few days.
After she'd gone, my partner and I had a laugh about how surreal it all was and how we weren't expecting a lot of the things she disclosed. So we were being quite jokey about it. But since then, I've been feeling quite stressed about the prospect of her turning up again - I don't want her back in the house but I know I'll find it difficult not to offer to help her again if I do see her and she wants to talk.
My home is the place I feel safe. Now it feels like that's been spoilt a bit. Especially because I feel on tenterhooks about her maybe just turning up again. It feels like she just rocked up without warning, came into my house (my sanctuary), shared a load of really personal stuff even though we don't know each other, made some ignorant comments about my relationship/sexuality, which I found insulting even though I don't think that was her intention, and that she also made it very difficult for us to get rid of her, which caused me some anxiety. And the fact that she touched me. The hug. And then there's the boob holding... It all feels....invasive. But now I'm thinking that I let her do all those things - and I think that's because a) she was upset and b) I felt too awkward/confused/frozen to say or do anything.
I told my therapist about it yesterday and she was horrified and told me not to let her back in my house again because she clearly didn't have boundaries and because she'd behaved very inappropriately. When I first started telling her, I thought I was telling a funny story about my neighbour turning up and telling us all these wild things. But then I realised how stressed I was about her potentially coming over again and encroaching on my safe home space. And then my therapist was focusing a lot on the touching and asking if I was ok. I hadn't really thought about the boob thing much before, but it doesn't really feel ok. But I also don't want to blow it out of proportion and I think my therapist was making a bigger deal of it than it was. But she was picking up on stuff that I've found difficult with some things in the past including around my trauma...that I freeze and don't say no/stop and that I later doubt myself, make excuses for the other person and decide I've got something wrong or that something was my fault.
I feel like an idiot. Pathetic. Very unsettled. And I don't know how to make my house feel safe again :-(