So I have pretty big attachment issues stemming from the result of my childhood which manifest in disorganized behavior toward other people. This is because I don't understand people. They seem arbitrary to me, they seem like they constantly switch it up and change their minds, their whims, their roles, their perceptions, what their words mean, their emotions. Sounds normal, right? I mean normal people change how they feel, emotions themselves are transient, thoughts are transient, that people have the choice to choose to change whatever they want is like an integral part of humanity.
But for me it's devastating when it happens, I can't fathom it because it's like, so transient. I can't understand people's motivations at all. I can't fathom that what they say remains the same, and because of my self-hate shit, I think that I'm the reason why they've changed, because they change toward me. (But no one else seems to notice this, like no one with normal healthy attachment notices this, so I think it's an abandonment/consistency thing if people deviate slightly it's like Catastrophy-Of-Everything.)
See I've posted a lot about this over the last months being here mostly restricted to my diary but I wonder if I could open up some sort of dialogue about it here because according to logic, it shouldn't be that uncommon for trauma survivors especially of childhood trauma to have attachment issues, should it? For me it has to do with consistency. It is like there is no person who can be consistent enough with me for me to be able to trust that they won't suddenly change their mind and hate me and run off and leave me and despise me and hurt me. Because when I was a kid, people changed their minds about it all the time.
Sometimes my father loved me, sometimes he beat the shit out of me and sold me to his friends for drug money. Sometimes when I did something he was nice to me, other times I did the exact same thing and he'd lock me in the basement for a week. You know? I never knew what to expect. I never knew if he would hate me one minute or like me the next minute. I've been with Chris, my supporter, for about 19 years now and I still expect that she will turn around and walk out the door any moment, because she just can't take it any more.
Forget friends! Forget casual acquaintances! 19 years of complete consistency and acceptance isn't enough! I am just a hopeless case, aren't I? I don't know, what it's rooted in exactly, but the most obvious answer is clearly abandonment, which is tied in with attachment issues anyway. God it makes me look like such a tool sometimes, because in trying to morph and change and adapt to what I think people want, I must appear to be completely f*cking psycho to them, never remaining consistent myself, always aimless, never my own person.
It's like a dog that you buy that shits everywhere and snarls and barks and growls and whimpers and rips up all your furniture and bites your legs and chews your fingers when you feed them and bristles when you touch them, and if you punish them for it, they just get worse, you know? You have to be patient and chill, like, forever. And over time they will slowly start trusting you. But if you deviate from the pattern a tiny bit, they'll come back 20x worse. That's what I'm like. Sometimes when I get low I wonder why anybody would want to put up with that. But somehow people do, and they must be some kind of miracle.
Sometimes people are nice to me and I feel like they are being condescending, or they are being inappropriate or abusive, or I just get so agitated and messed up that I can't deal with it, I am so extremely comfort-resistant and messed up with that stuff, like I don't deserve it. Like if someone beat the shit out of me I would be more comfortable than if someone gave me a hug. Chris hugs me a lot and sometimes I have to fight the urge not to hit her and run. I mean it's completely ridiculous, it's like my behaviors have no purpose, they're so frenzied and agitated and psychotic and trainwrecky.
So for me it is like, because everything was so inconsistent when I was a kid, I can't handle it as an adult. It makes me crazy. Completely psycho. I can't have a healthy relationship with anyone. I don't know what to do about this. What can I do? Because it is so ingrained I can't just think "well that's their shit, this is my shit, etc" (they do that with BPD and it does help a lot but it's like, with this, "what if you're wrong? And then you bother them, you freak, they hate you.")
As of lately I have just been getting more silent. I won't talk unless someone talks to me. I need to trust that they want me to talk to them. But that trust takes so long to build that by the time I'm ready to talk, they've moved on, or, nobody talks to me because my silence to them, means that I can't be bothered with them. Right? It's f*cked up. Normal people just talk to eachother and if someone doesn't like it, well, too bad, right? Too bad, so sad, you don't like me, f*ck you.
My therapist yells at me because I don't talk to him, and he says I am treatment resistant and not wanting to be in therapy because I don't want to talk, because when he yells at me I sort of know he doesn't want me there, you know? I'm not sure what to do about all this but I'm feeling pretty good about actually understanding some of what is happening in my head. (Which, screw you, therapist, I can totally do by myself, hahaha, haha harr harr... no I'm just really mad at him right now, lol.)
I mean it's like I've been in therapy 9 months and every 2 weeks I had to "restart" therapy all over again because I didn't believe my therapist wanted me there anymore and it is just so easy to lose my trust, because people never really have it, because I can trust that people don't intend to hurt me, but to trust that they want to listen to what I have to say, or to trust that they care? To trust that their niceness is not just because they're nice, but because they are being personally nice to me? I am always "starting from the beginning" with people because I have to re-build this obnoxious sense of "oh crap they don't like me anymore ok I will be calm, quiet, ok, slooooowwwlllyyy opens up again." Ugh, how irritating!
So what I am wondering is pretty simple:
Do you deal with this? Why do you think you have this problem? What do you do about it? What do you tell yourself to make it easier? Or do you have any other sort of attachment issues? Do they affect your friendships/therapy/life significantly? Etc.
Anybody can feel free to contribute.
But for me it's devastating when it happens, I can't fathom it because it's like, so transient. I can't understand people's motivations at all. I can't fathom that what they say remains the same, and because of my self-hate shit, I think that I'm the reason why they've changed, because they change toward me. (But no one else seems to notice this, like no one with normal healthy attachment notices this, so I think it's an abandonment/consistency thing if people deviate slightly it's like Catastrophy-Of-Everything.)
See I've posted a lot about this over the last months being here mostly restricted to my diary but I wonder if I could open up some sort of dialogue about it here because according to logic, it shouldn't be that uncommon for trauma survivors especially of childhood trauma to have attachment issues, should it? For me it has to do with consistency. It is like there is no person who can be consistent enough with me for me to be able to trust that they won't suddenly change their mind and hate me and run off and leave me and despise me and hurt me. Because when I was a kid, people changed their minds about it all the time.
Sometimes my father loved me, sometimes he beat the shit out of me and sold me to his friends for drug money. Sometimes when I did something he was nice to me, other times I did the exact same thing and he'd lock me in the basement for a week. You know? I never knew what to expect. I never knew if he would hate me one minute or like me the next minute. I've been with Chris, my supporter, for about 19 years now and I still expect that she will turn around and walk out the door any moment, because she just can't take it any more.
Forget friends! Forget casual acquaintances! 19 years of complete consistency and acceptance isn't enough! I am just a hopeless case, aren't I? I don't know, what it's rooted in exactly, but the most obvious answer is clearly abandonment, which is tied in with attachment issues anyway. God it makes me look like such a tool sometimes, because in trying to morph and change and adapt to what I think people want, I must appear to be completely f*cking psycho to them, never remaining consistent myself, always aimless, never my own person.
It's like a dog that you buy that shits everywhere and snarls and barks and growls and whimpers and rips up all your furniture and bites your legs and chews your fingers when you feed them and bristles when you touch them, and if you punish them for it, they just get worse, you know? You have to be patient and chill, like, forever. And over time they will slowly start trusting you. But if you deviate from the pattern a tiny bit, they'll come back 20x worse. That's what I'm like. Sometimes when I get low I wonder why anybody would want to put up with that. But somehow people do, and they must be some kind of miracle.
Sometimes people are nice to me and I feel like they are being condescending, or they are being inappropriate or abusive, or I just get so agitated and messed up that I can't deal with it, I am so extremely comfort-resistant and messed up with that stuff, like I don't deserve it. Like if someone beat the shit out of me I would be more comfortable than if someone gave me a hug. Chris hugs me a lot and sometimes I have to fight the urge not to hit her and run. I mean it's completely ridiculous, it's like my behaviors have no purpose, they're so frenzied and agitated and psychotic and trainwrecky.
So for me it is like, because everything was so inconsistent when I was a kid, I can't handle it as an adult. It makes me crazy. Completely psycho. I can't have a healthy relationship with anyone. I don't know what to do about this. What can I do? Because it is so ingrained I can't just think "well that's their shit, this is my shit, etc" (they do that with BPD and it does help a lot but it's like, with this, "what if you're wrong? And then you bother them, you freak, they hate you.")
As of lately I have just been getting more silent. I won't talk unless someone talks to me. I need to trust that they want me to talk to them. But that trust takes so long to build that by the time I'm ready to talk, they've moved on, or, nobody talks to me because my silence to them, means that I can't be bothered with them. Right? It's f*cked up. Normal people just talk to eachother and if someone doesn't like it, well, too bad, right? Too bad, so sad, you don't like me, f*ck you.
My therapist yells at me because I don't talk to him, and he says I am treatment resistant and not wanting to be in therapy because I don't want to talk, because when he yells at me I sort of know he doesn't want me there, you know? I'm not sure what to do about all this but I'm feeling pretty good about actually understanding some of what is happening in my head. (Which, screw you, therapist, I can totally do by myself, hahaha, haha harr harr... no I'm just really mad at him right now, lol.)
I mean it's like I've been in therapy 9 months and every 2 weeks I had to "restart" therapy all over again because I didn't believe my therapist wanted me there anymore and it is just so easy to lose my trust, because people never really have it, because I can trust that people don't intend to hurt me, but to trust that they want to listen to what I have to say, or to trust that they care? To trust that their niceness is not just because they're nice, but because they are being personally nice to me? I am always "starting from the beginning" with people because I have to re-build this obnoxious sense of "oh crap they don't like me anymore ok I will be calm, quiet, ok, slooooowwwlllyyy opens up again." Ugh, how irritating!
So what I am wondering is pretty simple:
Do you deal with this? Why do you think you have this problem? What do you do about it? What do you tell yourself to make it easier? Or do you have any other sort of attachment issues? Do they affect your friendships/therapy/life significantly? Etc.
Anybody can feel free to contribute.