This is going to be ... disjointed. I don't know how to write this and make any sense, but I'll try anyway.
My wife and I are currently seeing a couples therapist and our last session I expressed a lot of fear that I had and said that I just didn't feel safe in our marriage and couldn't really be vulnerable with my wife. I mentioned that I was seeing my own therapist twice a week and doing a lot of EMDR lately. My wife feels the EMDR isn't good for me as it emotionally destabilizes me. I agree that the EMDR dysregulates me, but I disagree that it's not good for me - in fact, between the dysregulation it's been really, really helpful.
The couples therapist thinks my therapy time compared to time with my wife is excessive, and that I need to stop being my trauma and start being myself. I guess that struck a nerve. I do think every day about my trauma. I come here more than any other place on the internet. I'm heavily involved in trauma and treatment groups and I start grad school in a couple of weeks to hopefully become a licensed counselor. So is that who I am?
I know I should be trying harder with my wife, who has stuck by me even as I've been pretty mean to her while dysregulated. To be perfectly honest, I'm scared of enmeshment, like I had with my abusive ex-wife, so I'm probably holding back a lot. Isn't there a middle ground between enmeshment and being my trauma? How do I find out where that is, and how do I found out who I am as a person trauma happened to without becoming my trauma?
I don't think everyone can escape their trauma-some people don't have the health, core value system, desire/motivation, and don't realize how basic behavior works, nor do I think everyone wants to give up their trauma roles....and be themselves. That is a hugely hard thing to do.
This is my opinion......not something out of a book....it is my story of my own transformation from dysfunctional-existing to functional and feeling alive. I believe if we are born into a dysfunctional family system, we are given a role to play. It is unspoken but expected. We learned that role to survive-it is natural and our norm....so we see ourselves as normal. We were rewarded by those in control, for doing what was expected, and punished for not......and those in the system who bucked the system, got punished in a variety of ways, depending on the situation from being ignored, told that they were worthless, physically/sexually abused, verbally abused....love withheld, whatever is a good punishment that will get you back in line so the dysfunctional system can continue.
To be the person I was meant to be, I had to decide that that way of life was not who I wanted to be. I had to decide what kind of picture of myself, I wanted to look back on when I was old and gray. How much more time of my life do I want to waste dealing with dysfunctional anything. I made the choice that no amount of dysfunction was acceptable.....I deserved better.
I made the decision to cut all dysfunctional ties-so there would be no pull back towards the dysfunctional way of life, the dysfunctional roles, and I wouldn't get hurt anymore by people who were supposed to love me. Cutting ties was a critical step to figuring out who I "was going to be." Getting out of the trauma........essential to moving forward.
For each of the people in the system, I had to let them go.......my father, my brother, and lastly....my daughter so that I wasn't bound by the system rules and by their emotional pull. That meant I wasn't a part of the "family" but after careful evaluation, it didn't meet my definition of family-I realized our relationship needs were polarized.....what I wanted, and what they could give were opposite and that I couldn't find peace and happiness with folks who needed to control relationships, hurt, manipulate....and who thought that was normal (it is their normal right now)
I had to see the flaws in those who hurt me and not want to be like that, but at the same time, I had to find good in them.....the moments that might have been a lesson or a positive memory. There were very few....but changing the perspective from they are bad hurtful people, to they are sick and don't know it.......made it a bit easier to disconnect from them.
It was my decision to let them go....not their decision to get rid of me. This was an important part, too. It was hard letting go because that's where I had always belonged.....dysfunction owned me. Now I had to find a new place, new people, and new way to belong in life. Belonging is a critical thing for everyone....I think everyone needs to belong. I was in a dysfunctional marriage and I stayed there because it was easier than the pain, uncertainty, and emotional mess of leaving. When I tried to change things and stay in the dysfunctional system, I was punished.....When I decided to leave my husband, my sick step children, I was told I was a no one and never had been, was ignored, ghosted....and by another part of my family, actively traumatized, intimidated, threatened for my behavior. I was terrorized by my own brother.......He was a puppeteer....I was a puppet. That was 3 years ago. I cut the puppet strings. I was free. I spent a lot of time evaluating my relationships....my values....my resolve to get and stay forever in a better place. I continue to evaluate boundaries and relationships today regularly. I doubt that will ever change.
When I let go of the old dysfunctional world which I had lived for 60 years, it was lonely, but there was no criticism, and no punishment if I made a mistake. Now, there was room for positive things to happen and positive thoughts to enter my head....about who I am as a person.....and who I want to be. For me, away from dysfunction....there was room to find myself. During this transition part, I spent time finding fun in life.....and that appeased the parts of me that had been abused......the sad, scared parts.
So, the next phase, away from the crazies, was just learning and trying new things. I became more confident, and my energy was spent finding out what I liked in life.........and naturally,I spent less time "assessing trauma" and more time living in the moment because I was finding fun. Fun felt so good. It feels great.....and so I kinda like the idea of looking back, when I'm old, and seeing life from a fun perspective.....a "had a good life"....and building positive memories.
I show up here at PTSD, only about once a week to check in; I see a therapist once a week at most....sometimes only a couple times a month, and I'm no longer actively traumatized....which before, led me to the therapist sometimes a couple of times a week....just to stay stable. I don't read everything I can get my hands on about trauma....my "self-help budget" is greatly reduced.
I'm finding my way in a more positive life with people whom I can feel their love....and who walk their talk. I don't spend much time on establishing boundaries, I think I figured out what is acceptable and not acceptable. So, I think....you can find you and spend more time with honey......plan something new each week just to have fun. Look forward to spending time together, and just being happy..........and in that moment......don't analyze it....just feel it.
I am not my trauma....unless I choose to be. Neither are you....unless it is your choice. Trauma is something that happened to you. You can even choose to change your perspective about the trauma.
I know now that mostly everything I do and how I choose to see the world.....is a choice. I can spend time blaming others, or spend my time more productively. Choosing to have fun, spending time with your partner, all choices within your grasp.........I have a best friend I see every week, and we plan fun stuff to do together....and that love and connection we feel for each other is very powerful......and it makes many positive memories. It will also help you feel safe with others when a positive memory, a positive feeling are attached......so try doing one new spontaneous fun thing with your wife each week and one planned thing that both of you want to do for fun each week.....you should see that it becomes more natural over time......and no longer planned because it feels good and fun things are self rewarding.....and you are becoming who you want to be....happier and more contented. Sorry it was kinda long....