It was about 'abandoning' him while he is homeless, jobless, and the fear he must be feeling.
I went thru all that last night and his actions and choices that put him where he is. Not my fault and not my job to fix it.
I went thru every crappy thing he has done to ME instead of focusing on being this pathetic sick mom trying to make it all better . I even wrote them down, to make myself see it for what it is and get that scapegoat monkey off my back. Being the scapegoat was my role in life. I pick it up unconciously and run with it.
What brought me back to the reality of my relationship with him, or lack of, was the memory of when one of my clients broke my leg. Long story but I called him to take me to the ER. Have no idea why I didn't ask the family I was working for or even call an ambulance.
Long story short , he took me to the ER after I waited for over an hour. He lived 4 miles from me.
They xrayed my leg, casted my legs gave me pain pills and sent me home. He dropped me off and I did not see or hear from him again for 6 months.
That was my turning point last night. Well ya Mama you have been abused.
I think, still not sure yet, but feel he is the only family I have. And I am clinging to the familiar.
In reality I am Not alone. I have wonderful long time friends that are like I always imagined family to be. Being anchored to an abusive family member is an illusion. A painful illusion that I belong to someone.
So I have a very solid starting point today. So I don't have family, not many of us here do.
Giving myself permission to take an honest look at what all he has done was good for me.
Not having family is only part of this mess I'm sure. It goes deeper than this I think. I will get there.
What goes thru my mind is our kids are supposed to love us. And when they don't then surely I am a total failure. My, how black and white I have looked at this all this time.
I felt a shift this morning. A long awaited and hard worked for shift.
I went to familiar feelings yesterday. But for me that is where my answers are. Just shows me , again, what a long journey PTSD puts us on. But another level of healing.
I am an abused Mom. I am damaged and broken in some ways that may never heal. I still try. I still get up and face my demons. I faulter. I stummble. I fall. I take breaks then I start again.
I also came to understand that of course he gets raging angry. By removing myself, who does he have to blame? Who is going to put up with all that ? Another breakthru for me this time around. And also guilt for not being there to help him carry the load. And didn't want him to feel abandoned. Truth?? Those are all my issues transfered onto him.
Eeeeew. Don't think I like seeing all this selfishness. But have to see it all. Not just the parts I want to see
@She Cat, thanks for asking the tough questions. It helped me to write it out and have it out of my head. It helped to share it. I'm so glad I knew I needed help with this and found so many of us feeling the same.
Some of you are further on this journey and hope You don't mind me asking questions sometimes when I get stuck or backpeddle.
@brat17 guess you and I are at the same place. Our awesome sister's here have a lot to teach us.
With deep respect and gratitude I thank each of you for sharing and giving me a hand up. Pure love to each of you.
We can do this
@brat17. We are not alone.
Apologies for the typos.