Blues in NYC
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I've not been reading as much lately and I definitely have not been posting as much lately. Been in a state of pretty decent management and am actually currently working 2/3rds time for pay for several weeks now.
Anyways, the other night I did drop in and browsed through the front page of this section and this post stood out. In fact, it's stayed with me. I too have been coming to grips over the past year with the extent of emotional abuse I suffered from a mentally ill mother and, by proxy, a career oriented emotionally absent father.
The incidents, damage and cycles of self-blame, self-doubt and shame you describe sound very familiar. A big part of my recovery has been to limit my contact with my parental abuser. (There are other trauma in my history that contribute to the complexity of my PTSD profile--but leaving those bit outs for focus tonight.) Believe it or not, prior to recovery of memories of abuse, for 12 years I was in contact at least 4 if not more times a week with my parents. Based on "soft rules" laid down and mutually agreed upon by myself, my wife and my doctor, I now only talk to my parents but once every two to three weeks and limit it to an hour maximum.
Even so, when I talk with my mother on the phone, if she starts turning the conversation in a direction towards her own madness, I often get triggered into behaving as I did for so many years of my life--on and off since age six--where her perception dominates and trumps any other perception of reality. When I slip into this state, all those recovered memories of abuse of me, witnessed acts of severe self-abuse on her part, the shaming, the blaming, etc.--all of it becomes inaccessible. And it can take days for me to re-remember again in a way that I believe my own history. The re-remembering process often involves a flashback or two. This forgetting and crazy-making doubt are a part of the psychological damage I suffer. I'm not certain about much these days, but I have an instinct that this is pretty common amongst abuse survivors with PTSD.
Anyways, I need to cook myself some food tonight. And I can't get too worked up. I've got work tomorrow. My fingers already feel "wrong" as they hit the keyboard and my head is a bit floaty. So before I slip into a severe dissociative trance, I'd best wrap it up.
Hang in there, PerfectEmpire. :thumbs-up
Anyways, the other night I did drop in and browsed through the front page of this section and this post stood out. In fact, it's stayed with me. I too have been coming to grips over the past year with the extent of emotional abuse I suffered from a mentally ill mother and, by proxy, a career oriented emotionally absent father.
The incidents, damage and cycles of self-blame, self-doubt and shame you describe sound very familiar. A big part of my recovery has been to limit my contact with my parental abuser. (There are other trauma in my history that contribute to the complexity of my PTSD profile--but leaving those bit outs for focus tonight.) Believe it or not, prior to recovery of memories of abuse, for 12 years I was in contact at least 4 if not more times a week with my parents. Based on "soft rules" laid down and mutually agreed upon by myself, my wife and my doctor, I now only talk to my parents but once every two to three weeks and limit it to an hour maximum.
Even so, when I talk with my mother on the phone, if she starts turning the conversation in a direction towards her own madness, I often get triggered into behaving as I did for so many years of my life--on and off since age six--where her perception dominates and trumps any other perception of reality. When I slip into this state, all those recovered memories of abuse of me, witnessed acts of severe self-abuse on her part, the shaming, the blaming, etc.--all of it becomes inaccessible. And it can take days for me to re-remember again in a way that I believe my own history. The re-remembering process often involves a flashback or two. This forgetting and crazy-making doubt are a part of the psychological damage I suffer. I'm not certain about much these days, but I have an instinct that this is pretty common amongst abuse survivors with PTSD.
Anyways, I need to cook myself some food tonight. And I can't get too worked up. I've got work tomorrow. My fingers already feel "wrong" as they hit the keyboard and my head is a bit floaty. So before I slip into a severe dissociative trance, I'd best wrap it up.
Hang in there, PerfectEmpire. :thumbs-up