First, just to say that this is such an amazing thread, and to point out (once again) what a remarkable thing this forum is because of all the thoughtful and compassionate people here.
It sure is a remarkable place all right. As for misplaced remorse, I have asked myself during moments of introspection whether this is my remorse, and heard back "Not all of it, some of it belongs to them too". From there I am in more of a position to then ask that the energies that don't belong to me return to where they came from and I be left contained with only my own feelings and energy. It feels lighter when I do this.
Second, Philippa, I get the misplaced remorse. I can't tell you the HOURS (in the middle of the night, it seems like mostly) I have spent going over and over and over and over what I should have, would have, could have done and made things gone differently. Arrgh.
I seem to not even notice these thought processes when they happen. My thinking is extremely quick, and as you pointed out, it can happen without me even knowing about it. All I notice is that I am feeling anguish and angst and somehow thinking my father had died and I've missed the funeral, and how diabolical am I for that, and on and on....drives me mental.
Even though I was not, in fact, doing anything WRONG in the situation. But it turned out wrong, so, of course, it must have been MY fault. (Because I AM all powerful - :eek:) And I think in your case it is misplaced:
Yes, I eventually come back round to thinking "Hang on a minute, I'm feeling better than I have in years, and I protected myself from people who don't have my best interests at heart, as I would if they were just ordinary people and not family...so what exactly am I torturing myself for here? Are THEY torturing themselves for their part to play? Highly unlikely. Then I just feel silly for wasting energy and time on it for the thousandth time.
This sounds right to me. Here is the thing - you are SO expert at "perspective switching" that you can do it faster than the eye can follow - making mistakes like this inevitable. You think about being out of touch with them and BANG you are thinking about it from their point of view where remorse is appropriate (and would be healthy.) BUT they are not healthy and so do not feel remorse... so it can't be theirs... so it must be yours! And, VOILA we have a "cognitive illusion." You think (because all of this happens at the speed of light, or synaptic activity as the case may be) that YOU feel remorse. But that is only because you are an expert "simulator" of other's experiences and missed the transition from them to you. Or am I totally off base?
No, that sounds eerily accurate actually. I haven't been able to put it into words, but that's exactly right. My thinking is so fast that I lose track of where it all stemmed from, and try to backtrack to see but it all gets a bit lost. The speed of light is bang on.
I sometimes don't even realize I've even been thinking, it happens so fast. And I can go off on odd tangents...like I will start thinking about some fresh oranges I saw at the markets and from there it will feed into a memory of my grandfather eating an orange, and then something that happened one day just after he ate that orange, where he said something mean that upset me, an then somehow I end up thinking about my father, who may have stepped in to say something, and then suddenly the whole thought process has changed track and I'm suddenly remembering how he tricked me and lied about something, and how it made me feel, and that he then told me I needed help, when it was him that needs help for having no healthy boundaries, but the ability to twist it all around and make me think it is me.
It all happens to so fast in my head that I barely have a chance to even acknowledge what I am thinking.
This is a super way to reality test the thought/feeling or remorse. If my story of the "transfer" is on target, you can tease apart the process of creating the "cognitive illusion" and ... you can get out of the loop and break the habit.
That is very reassuring, and I do feel that it makes a difference when I do challenge the thinking, it just takes so much time and energy for me to come around to it that I end up feeling stupid for indulging in it and a bit crazy for doing it for the tenth time that month. I don't get why my mind cannot just state the reality to myself once and be done with it? Why does it keep going over and over it even after I have argued my way out of the position of asshole the tenth time running?
It's like I want to make myself guilty, but the reality is I'm just not. I did hurt them by cutting contact, but they don't experience hurt the way I do: FACT. My father may feel hurt for a brief time, and then he is over it ten minutes later...whereas I feel hurt and it can take up to a couple of weeks for me to get past it. I am sensitive, he is not. Reality.
Longish story: For most of my life I have been very "thick skinned." I was the poster child for "sticks and stones can break my bones but names can never hurt me." I was just impervious to taking offense. I thought. Wrongly, as it turned out. A friend (with PTSD) who reads micro-expressions and can be kind of a jerk noticed, on several occasions, that he had said something mean and hurt my feelings and apologized. Mind you, I hadn't noticed he'd hurt my feelings. Not me. No sirree, I stuffed those feelings so fast NO normal person could have seen it.
This sounds so much like me. I routinely stuff my feelings back down I have noticed. I made a lot of progress in my early twenties, unbottling emotions, and feeling them as they arose, but so much happened that I just reverted back to old habits. Feeling the hurt my mother caused me from all the many times she would treat me as though I didn't exist with the silent treatment, sometimes for up to two-three weeks of pretending I just wasn't there in the house as a child, and looking straight past me and not saying a word to me until I would be forced to beg on my knees for her to acknowledge me again, took me years to tap into. I didn't even know how badly it had affected me until I was in my late teens when I was honest with myself.
I've had so many instances of that happen since then that I barely even register when it does happen, even though intellectually I know it has and will sometimes even say something to the person, though I usually end up being laughed at for it.
But HE was not "normal" he was the adult version of an emotionally abused child who sees Everything. And so I noticed (the n-teenth time this happened) that he HAD hurt my feelings. Which I've got to say, totally sucked as realizations go. But then I had to decide - do I feel this? or not (just keep stuffing)? I sort of thought that I should feel it BUT feeling it came, it seemed, with a significant downside. The downside was that I would become one of those whiney, yucky "you hurt my feelings" kind of wimpy women.
Yes, I understand this totally, and have been feeling this way recently in fact after a woman on another forum was being really horrible and gave not two shits about my feelings, and openly was proud of that, saying it is up to me to deal with my feelings, and it's not up to her to care about them...treating me like I'm a "wittle baby who needs to have her hand held". and I dared not express my honest feelings by asking her to take more care with my feelings.
I would have thought a woman would be a bit more caring about peoples feelings, but she is clearly proud of her sociopathy.
And I almost decided to keep stuffing when I REALIZED that I didn't have to handle the feelings that way. In fact, the work I'd been doing for the prior year had given me six or seven OTHER ways to deal with those feelings - right at the time or later - none of which required me to behave like one of those icky annoying whiney women. So, I went for feeling it. A mixed bag, admittedly, but better in the big picture.
Would you mind sharing your methods with me here. I had some strategies as a teenager, and when I was painting a lot it was easier, but after having been on the receiving end of some pretty insensitive criticisms designed to make me feel inadequate as an artist, I have not been as keen as I used to be to throw myself into it, even with the studio that is set up to go now. I know if I could get back into really feeling painting again, it would help me re-claim and honor my delight in feeling.
The long story is told in hopes of making this question clear: is there something about making your "perspective switching" habit more conscious and less automatic that raises some worries for you?
I hadn't really considered that before, so I'm not sure? I will have to ponder on that one for a while and get back to you Eleanor. Thanks, and thankyou for sharing some of your own story here and your valued insight. I always look forward to reading what you have to say here.
BTW: there is NOTHING wrong with wanting attention. Not A Thing. (sorry, pet peeve. got it off my chest. Done
Thanks for the reminder. I did buy into that mentality as a teenager unfortunately, and it still is uncomfortable sometimes for me to admit that I need attention.