new ideas and desires, new goals

English: Robert Plutchik's Wheel of Emotions

English: Robert Plutchik’s Wheel of Emotions (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Ok so I have some new things I am looking at and think I want to work on in my life. One of which is my lack of being able to communicate face to face with verbal words with others. It is even hard with the person in my life that I trust the most and she is the person in my life who has never hurt me purposely nor tried to harm me in anyway and cares a whole lot about me I think. It still interferes greatly in my communication and emotional responses to things she says or the thinking process of my life. And so I have decided this is something I really want to work on and address with her. But after doing it in my relationship with her and being able to effectively verbally communicate with her I want to be able to verbally communicate effectively with others in my life and then take it a step further and verbally communicate with everyone.

Then there is the goal that I have decided to work on the building of my life story and work through and process my memories of my childhood and my life leading up till now that has left me to who I am now. I have decided to do this by processing it with pictures, writing, and talking through it. I need to go through the emotions, the thoughts, the experiences that I have avoided feeling, the grief and pain of the losses, the shame, the sadness, along with some of the joys that I did not experience back when i should have. i have decided that I need to be bale to do this at my pace but also with the help from someone else with the urge to move through it instead of avoiding it and running from it when it gets too much for me as I have done in the past. I want to work through it and get through the tunnel of darkness and find the light at the end. I want to experience what others claim I can someday find. i want to someday have the hope that is buried inside me that at times I see glimpses of and it disappears faster than it came and I sometimes believe it was never there. I want to take responsibility for my part of my life where i am responsible for and leave blame and responsibility on the people who are to blame and who were responsible for their parts on them but yet it is hard when the responsibility feels as if most of it was mine and so this is something I really want to work on and adjust in my mind and determine and decide who is responsible and why or why not I am responsible as others claim some of it I am not responsible for but i believe I am and so I feel conflicted. Then there is also my own childrens neglect and the abuse they experienced that I want to work on and work through. I want to trust enough to let my guard down and allow someone to help me through this without doibng what I do best and running and using techniques such as getting angry with that person, finding ways to sabotage the relationship, trying to force them into to leaving, trying to find away into needing to be put away, sabotaging my life, becoming too emotionally unstable and suicidal by triggering anxiety, getting involved in other people’s chaos life issues drugs self-injury or anything to help me avoid facing and dealing with what I truly need to and at this time want to work on. And so as I sit here and write this knowing that though I will at some point battle and fight this I know it is what is needed and what is in the long run best. I know it is what is needed for me to become who ultimately I desire to become. I know it is the way I am going to find the light and the hope i need in life otherwise I may end up dead. And so I need to start working on this stuff. I am taking a stance as I have begun this journey though scary I have started. I took pictures of some of the places I have lived and some of the places where some abuse started, took place, where I whored around as a 12-year-old, where I lived with my kids, the house my husband and i lived when each of our children were born, and some other places that i cannot remember at this moment but some significant places and I plan on making posts on a different blog with each of the pictures and the memories that go along with these pictures. I plan on shedding many tears and coming through this stronger and hopefully more hopeful and with much more purpose in life.

I do not write any of this for anyone else except for myself. I write this with hopes that someday i can look back at it and say WOW I have come so far but if someone reads it and they say WOW I feel that way i am not alone I understand that I am glad there is someone else out there that understands how I feel I though I was alone… I too am glad. As so many times when I think to myself there is no one else who could possible understand and that no one else feels the way I feel, and no one else has ever experienced any pain like I have or that I am so different and so unique I get online and find others like myself, suffering in silence, suffering and alone feeling as if they will never be understood, and never get anywhere, never have meaning or purpose in life, there is no reason to keep going, and why should I keep going on. Why am I breathing. So If someday someone like myself reads my blog even if it is only one person and it helps them feel not so alone and know they are not alone in their feelings of hopelessness, shame, and pain then I guess it was not a waste of time. But in the end none of this is truly a waste of time to begin with because when i someday look back at all this that I have written. I will have a map of how long my journey was and how far I came on this journey and not everyone has that. Not everyone has a record of their life as I will have and not everyone wants one. Maybe then I wont want it or I wont need it and I will erase it of delete it. But for now I believe it is important to my future and so I write it and I keep it.

Another thing I have decided to do is to try to make an effort to say what I mean instead of using wording as a means of verbally escaping my emotions. For example I have been going through alot of emotional distress lately with witnessing some things I would have prefered not seeing and then feeling as if nothing was done about it and then becoming angry about it with someone else. Then my worker leaves on vacation and she leaves me when I am angry with her. Then I leave on vacation in an angry state but not really wanting to go just going to satisfy my family and to do what I am supposed to do to be normal i guess you can say. But yet I still am feeling angry inside me and I am trying to just stay numbed emotionally and pretend life is good and just avoid feeling much. Then the first day we get up north my son starts his shit and pulls a power struggle over a situation that is somewhat similar to and triggering back to somewhat of what was enraging me in my home state where I was on vacation from. And so he threatens to leave me and then has my mom pick him up and asserts the fact he has control over me not me having control over him. And so I felt as if I just wanted to come home and do not even want him to come home with me. He created more rage and anger inside me. That is still there but yet I have had to just leave it there for now and it is stuck there not really sure where to put it what to do with it or how to handle it. then my siblings my brother and sister are dealing with their own issues surrounding neglectfulness and abusiveness of their children that causes me anger/rage and alot of jealousy to be honest that I do not have my children but yet these people have their children. it does not seem fair and sometimes make me want to blow the world up if possible but I know it is not and that my kids are in the world and do nto want to hurt them. then I get a speeding ticket while I am up there trying to drive and read a mapping took a wrong turn and was doing 39 in a 25 and not wearing a seat belt. well I learned a lesson so far. I now wear my seat belt and am trying real hard at monitoring my speed and am not speeding. I then came back really enraged and now am just coming down from that rage. But I have decided to no longer when going through something like this that I am going to try hard not to try to escape it nor talk about escaping it by wanting to run to the hospital or move out or state. I desire to move from where I am but yet I also know that it is prominent when I am trying to escape my anger and rage.

I know there are more services in different states but I know I am not going anywhere so then why continue to use that as a distraction and concern others by trying to avoid my emotions by saying i want to move. yes I sometimes feel like I need to go into the hospital but that for the most part is because that is what I am used to. I am not used to facing things. I am used to going into the hospital to fix things and avoid facing things. I am used to using the hospital as my way of escape from myself and most of the time it works because I get to become aggressive and angry and be put in restraints and fight people and it releases this anger I feel inside physically and most times I go in there after releasing some of the anger on myself either by a suicide attempt or by self harming and so this is a step for me to work on facing the anger but really unsure what to truly do with it if i do not do anything to myself and i do not release it by fighting others who are trying to restrain me and hold me and control. I am trying to work on myself here and this is new.

There is some contentment with these new desires and some confliction. there is a lot of fear and insecurity. I am unsure I truly trust anyone fully though there is a person I trust alot I fear being hurt all the time and fear that everyone on my life has always walked away or eventually leaves and so why would this person be any different especially since she is in the field she is in and I am the person I am. People get sick of me. People decide I am not wort their time. People decide I am a hopeless case and I am a waste of life so what makes me think she is any different. These are the thoughts I want t change but yet they continue to overwhelm me and cause me anxiety regularly.

 

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difficulties in my life

 

Parenting teenagers are difficult and is even more difficult when everyone in the family is acting as if the are the teenagers parent and are against the parent. I do understand that for my specific case these people played a parental role for my son and especially his nana but now she needs to step back and be a support to my parenting instead of trying to be a parent and be against everything I do as a parent. She made decisions and choices with us as teens according to what she decided was what we needed which included me being placed in residential which eventually led to me being their long term as my behavior escalated rather than improved so sometimes the choices parents think is best is not always what is best for teenagers even when the professionals believe and urge the parents that the child needs that. Then she chose other choices for my brother that is just 18 months younger than me and his behaviors ended him on a different path than mine but yet in jails and on drugs. She then also chose to send my sister to live with my father and though it may not have been the best decision my sister has some issues but does very well with life in my opinion and does not have the issues my brother and I have had. Not that I believe it is because of my mothers choice to send her away to my father or because of my fathers way of raising her because his parenting style is not healthy either in my opion but as my parents grew older and had more kids to practice on their choices and behaviors changed and so the younger children did not experience what me and my brother experienced at our first 5-6 years before being placed in foster care and then when they were also taken at that time and they were much younger they were also returned home to my mother much sooner than we were because of their age and need and less need for services from the damage that had already been done to us in our infancy and toddler years. then there is my brother who is between the brother and sister who is different from us all and though she made a different choice with him and allowed him to stay on his own at 16 when she moved away he was already mature enough as a young adult working going to college and finishing highschool when she moved halfway across the country with my son who she was then raising that I had as a teenager. Now it took me 15 years to get my sons custody back and though he lived with me for 14 months before I got custody and his grades had improved and my brother had him for just over a year and had let his schooling go down hill though his schooling has always been difficult for my mother but she fought for so long just to get him an iep only for my brother not even to consult her nor I before signing off on it and allowing the school to say he no longer needed it so they could kick him out for not complying and doing his school work because of his emotional mental health issues which is why he had an iep in the first place. then my brother had not been providing my son with the services he needed and so he came to live with me and I have done well with him until recently when they are all interfering and trying to parent him and throwing their own 2 cents in where they don’t belong. they made their own mistakes in life and need to step back and support my parenting rather than being devious and working against trying to make it that my son knows how to make sure if i file in court for a court order for him not to be at my brothers since he is technically supposed to be here with me they run their mouths but yet cannot care for their own kids and people support my son being there knowing his uncle’s wife has previously degraded him and his grades have fallen and I am supposed to continue sitting back letting him fall because the choices my mother made when I was a teen was best for me and that is why I am where I am today. because she was blinded while her boyfriend had sex with me in her bed or in mine while she worked at night and when I told her she makes a statement to me that if I had sex with him there would be things only someone who had sex would know and when I tell her that he is uncircumcised she says to me anyone could know that. well how about when he starts cumming he says “oh my god jesus christ” is that enough for you. to this day she still refuses to discus it and still is in denial regarding my anger towards her about this issue because even after knowing this she still spoke with him and had him do favors for her but claims she cared about me. well did she ever care. does she really care about me now. does not seem it to me because it seems to me one minute she acts as if she wants to help me and is here to support me but yet then is backstabbing me with her son working against me for my son when all I have done is do more for my son than her son has done and in the 4-5 weeks my son has been at my brother’s house his grades have gone back to where they were before coming to live with me when he was living with my brother 26 months ago. yes I told him to go live there if he was not going to help me but parents and teenagers have struggles and to have her and my brother putting shit in my son’s head since this started then to have her giving my brother money to support my son staying there so he does not have to come home or switch schools which is a violation of laws just to cater to my son which does not teach my son consequences of his choices but enables him is hindering my parenting and interfering in my parenting and not supporting my parenting. she had her chance to parent us and she did what she did and made the choices she made now she needs to step back and stop interfering because all they both her and her son are doing is causing problems and what is going to happen is more problems because what will happen is he will end up in the state and none of them will have them because I will prove them unfit by what they are doing and then I will lose him also because of previously losing the rest of my kids and then none of us will have him and he will be lost in the system and if he continues on the road he is on now he is going to end up in jail or somewhere else because the way he is going rifling through desks lying manipulating and stealing thinking he is above rules he his not going to survive. so these people need to back off and either start supporting me and my parenting or walk away from it because they will all not be around. or i will turn around and get a restraining order on them all just as she did to me and keep them away from my son since they are damaging my child and interfering in my parenting and a threat

 

Enragement ends in confliction and leaves me confused

So today I really was enraged about an issue that is in my past and being triggered by some events that occur around me presently. It is not an issue that triggers this much anger and rage in me every time it occurs in front of me but for the most part it bothers me alot and enough that it interferes in my life. The issue also brings up more than anger for me though. It brings up grief, guilt, shame, loss, jealousy, disgust, insecurity, fear, helplessness, abandonment, hopelessness, disbelief, trust, dishonesty, discontent, confliction, depression, denial, desperation, insecurities, hate, helplessness, pain, misery, shame, suffering, and plain self-hatred.

Enraged feeling someone protecting an abuser instead of a child but also feeling that very same person acts as if the abuse is not enough abuse or bad enough to do something about or the person does not see enough to report. But yet the person had never until the other day corrected me about what we saw happen and I wonder if now because I became enraged at them for not reporting the abuse if they now minimized the abuse into something less than what really happened or if or if I saw what I really saw. I also wonder why before this they had not said that was not what had happened when I had talked about it and now they are saying it. Now I am confused as to what happened and questioning my own self.

Is it possible to have seen someone react in an abusive way in the past and to just automatically see it as happening that way the next time? Could it be that I imagined the incident or is it that now these 2 people have screwed the story up so much they do not really know what happened considering the person who actually did the act thinks they just knocked a plate out of the child’s hand when in fact the day it happened they had called me apologizing a few hours later for hitting their child and now the second person is saying that they witnessed the person push the child and so neither makes sense to what I saw and their was a fourth person here but that person is not involved here and does not want to nor need to be but I just am wondering why someone would screw with my head this way after 2 months of me being bothered by the child being hit and then to be told the 3rd person never saw im be hit but be pushed like I did not see what I saw. I wonder if I just somehow made it happen in my mind because I had seen her do it to him before when she was angry like that.

I am so confused as what to believe now and how to approach the situation because this person I care about but feel as if the trust is becoming broken for her to protect an abuser which even makes it harder for me to feel she can be trusted. I wish I knew how to bring it up to the person without causing more problems and without getting more angry with them. I also feel like now I am not sure they really will be telling me the truth anyways. I feel so lost as this was someone I really cared about and trusted and now feel manipulated and as if they messed with my head and fucked my mind up by lying and deceiving my thinking as they just did to protect an abuser.

My day and odd fear and panic tonight

 

Today has been an odd day for me. It started out waking up early as it has been normal as of lately which is actually early for me but normal for me lately. Then I went out to the garden and worked on clearing the garden plot of the diseased plants and dumped the potato bucket that I thought was growing no potatoes in it but it had some in it and i ruined the growh process and so the potatos i got are real small. So I decided the potatoes i did get I am going to try to replant and get some bigger potatoes from the small ones. I also am preparing to plant some brocoli seeds, cabbage seeds, greens, squash, and some more green beans for the second crops of the season.

Then I spent some time on the computer and read several very interesting articles today. I alos labeled several pictures I had taken on vacation of my picture timeline of some of my life events. Some of it was hard to look at and go over some of the memories and of course some of the memories I skipped over and did not label nor view the picture. instead I quickly did the ones I could handle and when it became too much for me I suddenly felt overwelmed and tired and went and layed down to rest a while. Then my worker came.

We took a ride to a campground were we plan on going camping on the night of august 11th and sitting in front of the campfire and going out of a boat fishing and hopefully I am able to just let go of the outside life and leave everything else behind and just enjoy things. There has been so much anger within me lately I am sick ofit I just want for it to go away and for my walls to not be so thick and for them to come down a little as they had before. i had let them down before. My worker had earned her trust and worked hard at proving she was trustworthy enough for me to let my walls down but I quickly got scared and built them back up thicker and higher. I wish they were not there somedays as I want to get through the inner pain and experience joy with life. I want to experience inner peace, contentment, and happiness. I want to be okay with me and satisfied with who I am.

Then we came back to my house and chatted a while and as she was getting getting ready to leave I felt as if I had regressed. I did not want her to leave. I did not want her to go home. I wanted to go home with her. I thought she might never come back even though intectually I knew she would be back monday and I would see her then a Fear came over em that I was losing her and that she was leaving. I felt sad. I wanted to go with her for some reason. I asked her if I could go and she said no which I knew she was going to but yet I wanted to go. I did nto want to stay home. I was going to miss her and she was only going home to her house accross town for the weekend. As she pulled out the driveway I felt the tear come out my eye and walk away. I also felt stupid and unsure what was going on with me. I knew I was acting stupid and felt very emotional but yet was unsure why and was not sure why I was so attached at that moment as I had been so very angry with her for the past few weeks. This felt very strange and odd to me. I felt overwelmed by her leaving tonight and saddened. I almost felt as if I was losing her and I am not sure why. I felt a panic and cried when I came in the house. I felt like a stupid little child. I was crying for no reason. Well atleast I hope it was for no reason but I guess time will tell come Monday when I am scheduled to see he.

 

plans for today so far

 

Getting ready to go to the gym with my step father and my mom. She is at work and we will be meeting her there. Then I am going to go into my old stomping grounds where I was born and raised and visit some people and try to get ahold of my friend who I have lost contact with over the last six months since I left here in January. I hope to see her before I leave next week but she has her own difficulties and is sometimes hard to get ahold of and has changed her number. I plan on visiting my moms old friend who showed me how to crochet when I was young, taught me to bake, and spent lots of time with me as I was a preteen even though my mom was not there for me she was there for me. Though there is issues there also because her husband sexual has an attraction to me as I was a teenager and when I was staying with them as an adult and I have a hard time saying no. I just revert in my mind back to when I was young and fade away. Well anyways I can never walk away from her because she was there for me more than my own flesh and blood mother. Then I also plan on visiting some friends who I have not seen in years since leaving Massachusetts back in 2005 who I spoke with on Facebook last night and hopefully hooking up with another friend who I have not seen since having my 10-year-old. So today may be a very busy day if I can fit it all in otherwise I will break it up throughout the week.

 

triggered emotions but unsure what lots of thoughts

 

Today was my nieces birthday. We had a party for her. There was lots of family there. My sperm donor even showed up. It was really difficult for me since I had not seen him since my youngest child who is now 6 1/2 years old was about a month old. I got to see m,y baby sister who is 12 years old also but we did not say much to each other though I said bye and gave her a hug before I left. while they were there and I was still there I retreated downstairs to my sister’s room to work on her computer as I felt very uncomfortable and really did not want to be around them.

First off he sat next to me and did not even acknowledge me for about 5-8 minutes after getting there. then he says oh hi did not recognize and realize that was you. He then went about chatting with everyone else. About half hour later he introduces me and the rest of us to his friend who drove him there. It was then that I eased my way downstairs into retreat. I disappeared until it was time for me to leave. I then said my goodbyes. that may have been my final goodbye to him and I kept it simple and really did not even hug him but vaguely as I do not love him nor have any positive feelings for him. I have no respect no sympathy for him and do not really care that he is dying. I really do not care. I honestly will not cry and I will not attend his funeral when he passes away as I do not consider him to be my DAD nor do I consider him even worthy enough to be called a father to me. He is nothing but a SPERM DONOR. I wish and hope that someday I am able to even prove he is not even that to me as they is a slight possibility he is not even that to me. I can only hope and pray he is not but I cannot be that lucky. Maybe someday I will be fortunate enough to be told I was never his and I am my mothers first true loves child who is also her current husband and they are happily married after being separated for 30 years and leading separate marriages and lives they got back together and got married. I hope and wish I am his. But they wont help me find out and I am not sure why they wont. I od not want to be my sperm donors nor do I want to be the other possibility who is a child molester and messed up my life and molested my mom, my brother, and many others including me as a child. I want to be her current husbands who was her highschool love. But unfortunately I am never that lucky in life. I am never good enough to have been his. Maybe I am the child molesters and that is why she has hated me and abused me mentally, emotionally, and physically my whole life. Maybe that is why she hates me and treats me as an outcast. Maybe that is why she has always shown the other 3 kids of hers more love and that they are cared about but yet has shown me hatred. Maybe I am the makings of the evilness of the child diddler who also fucked up my life as a young child. The one who she allowed near me after he had molested her as a teenager. So in my opinion she caused my molestation and my brothers. She allowed it to occur knowing what he had done to her she should have never allowed him near us never mind alone with us.

Why is it that so many people live in denial as to their responsiblity in a child’s life. Why is it that people believe that they have no responsibility in what happens to children if they did not do it themselves. what if they knew about it? What if they saw it happen? What if they did nothing about knowing about it or seeing it? Would they not be somewhat to blame for that childs difficulties as they got older since they could have put a stop to it or helped that child get away from it or get help for it? Why is it that so many people turn a blind eye or think that is not their duty, responsibility, or job to protect, help, or save a child from abuse, whether it be sexual, physical, emotional, or mental abuse? Why is it so many people can claim to be against abuse but yet do nothing about it or turn around and do the very things that they claim they are against? Why is it that some children and families receive help and take advantage of the system and others do not get any help? Why is it that some families secrets are kept hidden and the children end up fucked up and damaged the rest of their lives like me and then others get help and are oka and able to go on living productive un eventful forgiving resentful manageable stable lives? Why can’t I have my kids? Why can’t I see my kids or have pictures of them? Why cant I just hear their voices? I just want them in my lives. I just want to be in their lives. I miss them alot!

 

current happenings…

well my son started his shit already tonight and decided he wanted to play my mother and i against eachopther. well whatever if this is what he really wants that is fine. I really do not even want to be here. I want to go home and i have not even been up here for 12 hours yet. I just want to go back to my home and be alone. I want to be by myself and he can stay here where he wants to be. As far as I am concerned he can stay here and never come back.

I have had alot of thoughts through my ride up here with my mother including thinking about her denial of the past way she treated me and how I am going to work on it and be able ot move on from it and wondering if I will ever be able to work through it and get on with my life or will i always be effected by it and never truly be able to live without some tyoe of effect from it and damage caused by the forms of abuse I went through during different periods of my life. The trauma I was subjected to in the past most definately effects my current life and relationships and definitaly effects and causes me anger regarding other people and their treatment of their children. I have alot to face and work on if I ever get up the courage to face and deal with it head on. But I am unsure that will ever happen as there is not really anyone in my life I guess i can trust.