I have started this several times and keep deleting it...
I don't know where to begin and my thoughts aren't clear and concise right now.
I went to my doctor today for a check up, he thinks I'm doing great and making progress. I've lost 18 pounds in 6 weeks, I'm exercising everyday and making healthy food choices. I was very nervous and my blood pressure was elevated but I have been monitoring it at home and it is fine. The nurse said it's white coat syndrome, the funny thing is he doesn't wear a white coat. He is a great doctor and he is very calm and easy to talk to.
He also does sessions where he helps people deal with stress and suppressed emotions. I would love to do a session but can't afford it right now. We touched on a few things today and I just started crying, who knew it would actually feel good?
I spent several years NOT crying, I have suppressed feelings and memories, the stuff I do remember is hard enough to deal with. He basically said that the little girl inside me needs to be cared for, I need to nurture myself and treat myself the way I should have been treated as a child. That scared little girl who was treated so badly learned how to be cold and emotionless, she learned how to be strong and protect herself from pain.
In the process I have buried all of this stuff and it is coming out, it is coming out in unhealthy ways. It is coming out in the form of anxiety, dizziness, high blood pressure and IBS, the stress that I have carried in my gut all of these years has to be dealt with. It's truly time to set myself free from the bondage of a shitty childhood.
A big reason that I am so gung ho on parenting with respect and being my child's partner not their adversary is due to my past.
As a young child I lived in fear, I remember hiding out in the closet with my little brother and sister listening to my parents fight. It's a wonder they didn't kill each other. I had to grow up fast, I never was able to just be a kid, I was responsible for my siblings. It was more prevalent after the divorce, I became their surrogate mother at the ripe old age of 12. So many things happened in those 12 years and so much is a blur, I remember bits and pieces here and there.
Later on there was the abusive, alcoholic step father and I'm not going there right now.
Why do you think I am so hard on parents who act like idiots and treat their children so badly?? It is unreal, the terrible parenting I see on a daily basis, I just want to shake them and knock some reality into them.
In order for me to be the parent I really want to be I have to parent myself, I have to parent the little girl inside me who keeps trying to come out.
This is going to be a journey but I can't put it off anymore, it really is time to be free, to let go of all of my control issues, you have no idea the issues I have. In reality either does anyone else, why you ask?
I am the pillar of strength and patience apparantly!!! HA HA HA!
That is what people tell me and my husband, I get many compliments on how I parent my kids.
Go figure!
The walls are going to break down and the crying will begin.
My doc said that holding back the tears holds back the toxins and eats away at my gut, ya think?
So I need to find time to let it out and cry and deal with the pain and get to the heart of my issues. Jason is really the only one I'm able to talk to in person, he is a good listener and has been my therapist lately. I just really need to unload and I admit that I am a little afraid of what is really inside of me.
So to sum this up, man is anyone still reading this far?
I will quote an unschooler whom I have quoted before.
I am ad libbing because I can't find it!!!
"When we become parents we are either awoken to our own childhood pain and deal with it or we inflict it on our children"
~J.A.Wood
It's high time I deal with it but rest assured I am not inflicting my kids.
Although I will be a better parent when I can really deal with my past.
On a completely unrelated note, it looks like I'm in peri-menopause, oh joy!