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I don't know about you, but with the way my life has gone, I feel at times like I have a Bullseye T-Shirt with the words Use Me And Abuse Me under it. I rationalize it this way. When we had our trauma, whatever it was that happened to us, all we wanted to do is please people. The reason for this was two-fold. We were scared to death, so if we did for others they would not harm us. In our post-traumatic state, we could not feel love. We were just too busy trying to survive to feel warmth and love, whether it was genuine or not.
So as we progress through our therapy and psychiatric care, we slowly begin to feel better. We get the medications that we will most likely need for the rest of our lives fine tuned so we can get the chemistry part of the equation at it's optimum level. Hopefully we have confronted those who did us wrong and disposed of them. But there are the others that are still there.
A personal example. The neighbor girl that pops in from time to time on a whim. Before I did not know. Now I do. The neighbor girl states that she has a steady boyfriend, but still wants me to rub all over her. The neighbor girl knows exactly what she is doing. She knows and senses that I am lonely and longing for female companionship. The neighbor girl could care less about me rubbing all over her. The neighbor girl wants to raid my medication drawer, like I am sure she did a few months ago. We know how much medication we have. We know how much surplus we have between refills instinctively. When our surplus disappears, it is not hard to know why this happened.
But they do not get that we know what they are up to. They still think that we are the same old piece of crap that they can use at their own discretion. Said neighbor girl came over a couple nights ago. Said neighbor girl asked me if I would give her a back rub. Said CRC said no way. You have a steady boyfriend and that would be very wrong of me to do. Neighbor girl asked me if she could use my bathroom. Said neighbor girl I was sure was just hoping I moved my meds from the bedroom drawer where she first got them from, to the bathroom drawer. No such luck.
My point is that as we progress through our wellness plan, there will be those who used us in our old frame of mind. They do not know us as the new and improved individuals that hopefully we are. Have fun with them. Let them think they are getting over. And when they money question or move comes up, cut them off at the knees. And smile as you are doing so.
So as we progress through our therapy and psychiatric care, we slowly begin to feel better. We get the medications that we will most likely need for the rest of our lives fine tuned so we can get the chemistry part of the equation at it's optimum level. Hopefully we have confronted those who did us wrong and disposed of them. But there are the others that are still there.
A personal example. The neighbor girl that pops in from time to time on a whim. Before I did not know. Now I do. The neighbor girl states that she has a steady boyfriend, but still wants me to rub all over her. The neighbor girl knows exactly what she is doing. She knows and senses that I am lonely and longing for female companionship. The neighbor girl could care less about me rubbing all over her. The neighbor girl wants to raid my medication drawer, like I am sure she did a few months ago. We know how much medication we have. We know how much surplus we have between refills instinctively. When our surplus disappears, it is not hard to know why this happened.
But they do not get that we know what they are up to. They still think that we are the same old piece of crap that they can use at their own discretion. Said neighbor girl came over a couple nights ago. Said neighbor girl asked me if I would give her a back rub. Said CRC said no way. You have a steady boyfriend and that would be very wrong of me to do. Neighbor girl asked me if she could use my bathroom. Said neighbor girl I was sure was just hoping I moved my meds from the bedroom drawer where she first got them from, to the bathroom drawer. No such luck.
My point is that as we progress through our wellness plan, there will be those who used us in our old frame of mind. They do not know us as the new and improved individuals that hopefully we are. Have fun with them. Let them think they are getting over. And when they money question or move comes up, cut them off at the knees. And smile as you are doing so.