@Gaining-clarity if it's possible, could you explain why you feel so much animosity...
I'm 47 years old. I started on this "I was abused journey" when I was in my late teens/early twenties. I only had what seemed to me like fantasies about abuse, meaning, I made stuff up in my own mind. This is how I see it. In my late twenties I had strange experiences that could be called flashbacks, like I was getting body work done and I had a vision of myself floating up against the ceiling watching myself be abused as a very small child by two men. It was all incredibly confusing and distressing. I was depressed. I struggled with anxiety. When I look back now, I believe I existed in a dissociative state - always spaced out and barely functioning. Always overwhelmed. If I looked at my life, and all the troubles I had (and still have in many respects), and all the things I did (drugs, alcohol, who I hung out with, the relationships I had, what I did to other people) it made sense to me that these experiences (flashbacks) could be true information, or at least hold true information in them. I have nothing really closed-case-solid to go by about my early childhood. But I do have solid memories from my teens, which I had forgotten until about 5-7 years ago, which I had actually remembered a few times during my life, and forgotten again..
When this "inner child" appears I'm distrustful of her. Some of my thoughts:
1. She would be the only witness that I have to my early childhood about abuse.
I have verified some non-traumatic memories from very early with family members, which tells me that I have the ability to remember things that happened very early on, like as early as a year old. But the best outside evidence I have is the admission that my parents left me with a babysitter almost everyday whose husband was a shady character, untrustworthy.
2. This inner child witness is in my head. It seems a very strange thing to me to be talking to someone inside my own head, who isn't really real, and who doesn't feel like me or seem like me, even though she appears to be a younger me, who tells me disturbing things. She is a stranger to me. And I don't want her. I reason that it must be me because I see her in my head, and she looks like I looked, but I do also tell myself that there are other explanations for her appearance. I don't really know who, or what, she is. Is she from my imagination? How can my mind generate such a thing that would seem so disconnected from me? How can knowledge be held inside a mental little girl? It's hard for me to trust this, especially since I made so much stuff up in my youth.
3. The curious thing is my emotions. I have these very intense emotions about her. If there was nothing to it, why would I have such strong emotions about it? Why would I hate her and be so afraid of her?
4. I hate her because of what she means. If I don't accept her as real, then I question where she comes from. And I don't really hate "her" but the things she is telling me. If I don't know where she comes from, then neither do I know where all the things that she tells me come from. If I don't know where these things are coming from, then I don't trust them. If she is not me, then these things are not mine. If she is me, then I don't trust her anyway. She's a girl in my mind telling me very serious things. I do seriously entertain the possibility that she is a demon who wants me to believe lies. So, while I have these strong emotions towards her that tell me there's something real about what she's saying, I also feel a great apprehension about believing her. I feel like if I believe her, then I could be crossing a line into mental delusion where I'm believing demons, and really bad things about other people, and this will change everything, because I have relationships with these people, and they seem like people who would never do these things that she's telling me. I like these people and have compassion for them. Believing "her" will disconnect me from my current reality. It will change everything.
Not only will it change everything, but I start putting forth more mental effort to resist. I don't want to believe demons. I don't want to believe lies. I don't want to hurt myself. I don't want to hurt other people. I don't know how to trust her, and I feel very unsafe. In this respect, this little girl comes with a lot of danger. There are serious, adverse consequences to accepting her as me, and the things she tells me as mine. There are serious, adverse consequences if I believe her before I accept her as me, and as what she's telling me as mine. My experience intensifies, and causes me distress. I just want her to go away, but at the same time, I know that my struggles will not go away because I cut her off. She does seem like a little bit of hope towards resolution and understanding my life. Yet also very dangerous.
If you have done inner child work, why did you trust it? What are your criteria for trusting your "inner child"?