I have had to learn over and over that I do not know the future. And when I think I do, then I started assuming the most horrible outcomes about everything in the future.
Here's the problem. Part of me catastrophises and expects the worst - this is the abuse survivor (child) who learnt very early that the world is a monstrously dangerous and painful place and wants to be ready when the pain comes again. There is another closely related part which knows it's going to get hurt, and so brings it about to get it over quickly - the self-saboteur. Part of me is totally optimistic, and is hurt when it doesn't happen - this is also the innocent child who retreated from the abuse into fantasy because it was nicer than reality. And there is the rehearser who goes over and over possible scenarios to try and be prepared for them. There are other parts which are relevant, but these are the strongest.
Every survivor I've met has a similar pattern of relating to the world. The battle we face in our healing is to accept that we are how we are because of what was done to us, and to see that an alternate way of being is possible. Then we have to un-learn the old pattern and learn a new one, one based on the Transactional Analysis Adult ego state, which gathers information and then makes a decision.
The hardest part is to accept we may have been using a maladaptive pattern of responding to the world, without automatically seeing this as defining us as wrong and bad. Because that's the other strong part, often the strongest of all - the child who was taught that if something we do is going wrong then we are bad people and should expect to be punished. In fact we are to be punished even if something is not going wrong. And if our original abuser is no longer here we either find someone else to punish us (e.g. Julie for me) or we do it to ourselves.
Which is all pretty ugly, really. And hard to change, because it's been the foundation of our behaviour and of our perception of ourselves, for all our lives.
What I can celebrate today is the fact that I did the "It's all going to be a disaster, and I'm going to be punished for it, so I might as well get over with and punish myself" trip today, and recognised that I was doing it. And took an alternative path which ended with me feeling in control of myself. Pat myself on the back, big time.
I've had to reassert my commitments to Darcy and myself a lot over the last few days, but it's now a door into "I don't like how I'm handling this, what's the alternative?"
I'll save the story for another day.
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Either I'm getting taller or the holes in the road are getting shallower.
Joe