Hello!
Although I have already posted some (many) pieces of my 'story' in the forum ... I think it is time to post something less confusing for you to know who I am.
As always, I have to say that I have doubts about whether or not I should post something more about me. I now understand that this issues come from my own internal consideration and lack of confidence. I have ideas like "Is it relevant?", "Who cares!" ... I realize that due to these thoughts and others of which I might say some more, I have never shared much about myself with anyone... my feelings, my thoughts on this inner world. And, I want to be honest with you now. I want to open myself because, I now understand why this is an important part of the process if you want to do The Work.
To a large extent, that of not wanting to share this sort of thing comes from an idea that I formed in response to a thought that my mother was constantly victimizing herself and I did not want to be like her, I developed the idea that "I can't be a weak person, I must bear it all." And to further that, I must tell you a little about my life, if that is not too tedious for you.
My mom was diagnosed with bipolar disorder (I've said that a few times already) more prone to depression, she was always very nervous and aggressive. In our childhood she was very ambivalent because at one time she was the most loving and friendly mother one could have and the other she yelled at us saying all sort of things and also physically hurting us... My dad, who also has his own issues, was always very affectionate and always did his best to protect us in times when my mom was very aggressive, at least when present, because he worked and traveled a lot. To avoid going into details, I will jump some years. But commenting, of course, that, as expected, adolescence was full of conflicts. I was completely 'introverted', stuck in my own world, I read The Lord of the Rings and spent the day imagining living in Middle Earth. Then came the drugs and I rolled on that for a while, until my brother attempted suicide. Since then, I quitted drugs telling myself that was not what I wanted for myself ... and also because my family took me as a support staff ... and I assumed it, of course. My mom was in crisis since then and one day she told me that from then on I had to take care of the family and do all the things she usually did. I was 15 by then. Obviously, something made me take responsibility, feeling obliged to do everything I could to help my family. I could not show sadness at any time (though there were times when I could not help and 'exploded'), I 'forced myself to be strong' so to say... Until I started to notice that it was not right and I wasn't feeling OK, so I decided to do therapy. This was one of the best decisions I made, along with quitting drugs, of course... ;)
Leaving aside my plans to study in another country (because I wanted to be around and continue to help the family) I started studying psychology (To understand the human being... I said...) and I found some texts of Margaret Mahler on the development of children. I must say, though Mahler sees everything from the perspective of psychoanalysis, reading this text made me understand many aspects of my life and made me re-experience the what I lived during the years of childhood. This analyst is mentioned in the book 'The Narcissistic Family'. Luckily, I was doing therapy and we worked almost everything that came out at that time with the therapist, and with very good results I have to say...
I found that, as my mother was very ambivalent, that, from the perspective of a child, created a lot of insecurities in me. On one side, she was the loving mother who told me she loved me and on the other side, another mother who told me she hated me, beat me and told me that her life would have been better without me.
I was trying to understand something that had haunted me for long: I felt so amazed that I had so much dislike for myself and, yet, I was full of what we call "personal importance". (I now understand this better after reading the Psychology books and this forum) In those times I thought that since childhood I developed a defense mechanism that was to 'make everyone love me', 'please everyone' ... Being an excellent student at school and having all my teachers very happy with my notes (not so much with my behavior, lol). And this 'generated' the love of my mom. She congratulated me and stood proud when others spoke well of me. My brother, however, was physically punished by not being a good student, then, this reinforced my desire to 'please others to make mommy happy'. I saw that she was ashamed of us when we did not complied to her expectations. So I saw my insecurity and my extreme lack of confidence as being born in that 'mother-daughter system' and that settled deep into me since then. I stopped having my mom as a reference when I was pretty young, but this mechanism was incorporated into myself and I see it now as the Negative Introject, from Trapped in a Mirror.
I see that because this is exactly how I feel. Just as my mother, my own self-assurance became dependent on the others. My confidence became dependent on the others. What I am depends on how others see me and I am constantly fearing for how the other sees me... If he/she sees me as useless or stupid, o is he/she is angry at me.
Something I should mention (and that I'm ashamed of) is that this insecurity led me to look for 'love' everywhere and being 'attractive' to the conventions on beauty, many men were attracted to me and I, in turn, confused that with 'love' ... I reached the point of considering that all I had that was valuable was my 'physical beauty' (even though I hated the idea so I tried to be the less attractive possible by using very loose clothes, not brushing my hair and stuff like that... lol) because that was what everyone remarked and I lost my self several times in very vampiric 'relationships', since they consisted mainly in mutual draining of energy. Deep inside, I knew that was not me and I knew there was much more to me than this. (Despite all this, I was always attracted to the esoteric world, I kept reading philosophy, religion, sociology, among other things, but this is not what I'm talking about right now, though it might be the piece of myself that stopped me for getting completely lost). Yet, this had become a method of escape, a way to feel good about myself for a moment ... one that did not last long though.
Now, after having recognized this, much of the uncertainty is no longer present... although it appears at times and at specific times. For example, when writing here, I worry a lot, I am concerned that things do not 'fall right' and that I may appear like a fool to you. I know ... we all have our things ... So I share it, so you know how I feel and that's why I doubt very much about sharing here. I see a lot of internal consideration which leads me to internal dialogues like "will they think this or that about me?", "am I completely wrong?", "will they be angry?", etc... That internal dialogue is born out of insecurity and, in turn, it makes me feel more insecure and less confident. It is a circle that feeds itself once it starts. I see that fear rules me ... the fear of not being recognized, or accepted, of failing...
Shame also dominates me, I feel shame for all this... I feel ashamed to have hurt other in the past because I acted in the wrong way, ashamed of myself ... and this is indeed the "personal importance" or ego, it tells me that I should be better, that I should not make mistakes, I must always please the other. Is narcissism and feel ashamed for being narcissistic. It is the Negative Introject ... It is all that I've read lately and that has made me share it with you, because what I want the most, is to get free of all this and face myself, to do The Work and truly live as mistress of myself, transducer of that 'mysterious force'... to connect with my higher self. This, for me, goes beyond wanting to 'be well', in fact I'm pretty well (in terms of everyday life... the work and those things) and I could just keep fooling myself for a long time and be 'happy'... But I reached a point where I feel I can no longer go back and pretend I did not learn what I've learned and don't know what I've arrived to know. I've reached the point where I do not want to deny myself and my soul any longer, I don't want to lie to myself anymore... One can be relatively 'well' escaping from his/her self. I see people constantly preferring to remain as they are and do not see that there is more than this mechanical life we live... And I respect them now. But I see this is as a way that is beyond myself only. As I said, I have always had this other part of myself that was always asking questions about reality, existence and our 'reason' to be here, for me there was something more than just living the life this crazy system imposes to us. Not all my desire to 'serve others' comes from the desire to just 'please others'. Precisely, what brought me to wanting to do this WORK is that I realized that 'serving others' is not to be always nice, it is not about satisfying everyone's needs. I saw that we must first heal ourselves and seek to know ourselves and others, objectively, to really understand who we are and how we can truly 'serve others'. And now I understand that by working alone, by myself, I will not move forward because much of knowing oneself comes from the interaction with others and the reflection that they can do for us. I also understand that this cannot be done with any other, but it must be done with people who are doing the same process. Collinear people...
So... here I go into that abyss of no return. lol
I hope this wasn't too boring...
To be honest, i feel 'released' of so much after writing all this... From what I read from other members, this might be nothing to you, yet, it means a lot to me.
Thanks a lot for giving me the opportunity to be part of this experience!
Best regards!
Although I have already posted some (many) pieces of my 'story' in the forum ... I think it is time to post something less confusing for you to know who I am.
As always, I have to say that I have doubts about whether or not I should post something more about me. I now understand that this issues come from my own internal consideration and lack of confidence. I have ideas like "Is it relevant?", "Who cares!" ... I realize that due to these thoughts and others of which I might say some more, I have never shared much about myself with anyone... my feelings, my thoughts on this inner world. And, I want to be honest with you now. I want to open myself because, I now understand why this is an important part of the process if you want to do The Work.
To a large extent, that of not wanting to share this sort of thing comes from an idea that I formed in response to a thought that my mother was constantly victimizing herself and I did not want to be like her, I developed the idea that "I can't be a weak person, I must bear it all." And to further that, I must tell you a little about my life, if that is not too tedious for you.
My mom was diagnosed with bipolar disorder (I've said that a few times already) more prone to depression, she was always very nervous and aggressive. In our childhood she was very ambivalent because at one time she was the most loving and friendly mother one could have and the other she yelled at us saying all sort of things and also physically hurting us... My dad, who also has his own issues, was always very affectionate and always did his best to protect us in times when my mom was very aggressive, at least when present, because he worked and traveled a lot. To avoid going into details, I will jump some years. But commenting, of course, that, as expected, adolescence was full of conflicts. I was completely 'introverted', stuck in my own world, I read The Lord of the Rings and spent the day imagining living in Middle Earth. Then came the drugs and I rolled on that for a while, until my brother attempted suicide. Since then, I quitted drugs telling myself that was not what I wanted for myself ... and also because my family took me as a support staff ... and I assumed it, of course. My mom was in crisis since then and one day she told me that from then on I had to take care of the family and do all the things she usually did. I was 15 by then. Obviously, something made me take responsibility, feeling obliged to do everything I could to help my family. I could not show sadness at any time (though there were times when I could not help and 'exploded'), I 'forced myself to be strong' so to say... Until I started to notice that it was not right and I wasn't feeling OK, so I decided to do therapy. This was one of the best decisions I made, along with quitting drugs, of course... ;)
Leaving aside my plans to study in another country (because I wanted to be around and continue to help the family) I started studying psychology (To understand the human being... I said...) and I found some texts of Margaret Mahler on the development of children. I must say, though Mahler sees everything from the perspective of psychoanalysis, reading this text made me understand many aspects of my life and made me re-experience the what I lived during the years of childhood. This analyst is mentioned in the book 'The Narcissistic Family'. Luckily, I was doing therapy and we worked almost everything that came out at that time with the therapist, and with very good results I have to say...
I found that, as my mother was very ambivalent, that, from the perspective of a child, created a lot of insecurities in me. On one side, she was the loving mother who told me she loved me and on the other side, another mother who told me she hated me, beat me and told me that her life would have been better without me.
I was trying to understand something that had haunted me for long: I felt so amazed that I had so much dislike for myself and, yet, I was full of what we call "personal importance". (I now understand this better after reading the Psychology books and this forum) In those times I thought that since childhood I developed a defense mechanism that was to 'make everyone love me', 'please everyone' ... Being an excellent student at school and having all my teachers very happy with my notes (not so much with my behavior, lol). And this 'generated' the love of my mom. She congratulated me and stood proud when others spoke well of me. My brother, however, was physically punished by not being a good student, then, this reinforced my desire to 'please others to make mommy happy'. I saw that she was ashamed of us when we did not complied to her expectations. So I saw my insecurity and my extreme lack of confidence as being born in that 'mother-daughter system' and that settled deep into me since then. I stopped having my mom as a reference when I was pretty young, but this mechanism was incorporated into myself and I see it now as the Negative Introject, from Trapped in a Mirror.
I see that because this is exactly how I feel. Just as my mother, my own self-assurance became dependent on the others. My confidence became dependent on the others. What I am depends on how others see me and I am constantly fearing for how the other sees me... If he/she sees me as useless or stupid, o is he/she is angry at me.
Something I should mention (and that I'm ashamed of) is that this insecurity led me to look for 'love' everywhere and being 'attractive' to the conventions on beauty, many men were attracted to me and I, in turn, confused that with 'love' ... I reached the point of considering that all I had that was valuable was my 'physical beauty' (even though I hated the idea so I tried to be the less attractive possible by using very loose clothes, not brushing my hair and stuff like that... lol) because that was what everyone remarked and I lost my self several times in very vampiric 'relationships', since they consisted mainly in mutual draining of energy. Deep inside, I knew that was not me and I knew there was much more to me than this. (Despite all this, I was always attracted to the esoteric world, I kept reading philosophy, religion, sociology, among other things, but this is not what I'm talking about right now, though it might be the piece of myself that stopped me for getting completely lost). Yet, this had become a method of escape, a way to feel good about myself for a moment ... one that did not last long though.
Now, after having recognized this, much of the uncertainty is no longer present... although it appears at times and at specific times. For example, when writing here, I worry a lot, I am concerned that things do not 'fall right' and that I may appear like a fool to you. I know ... we all have our things ... So I share it, so you know how I feel and that's why I doubt very much about sharing here. I see a lot of internal consideration which leads me to internal dialogues like "will they think this or that about me?", "am I completely wrong?", "will they be angry?", etc... That internal dialogue is born out of insecurity and, in turn, it makes me feel more insecure and less confident. It is a circle that feeds itself once it starts. I see that fear rules me ... the fear of not being recognized, or accepted, of failing...
Shame also dominates me, I feel shame for all this... I feel ashamed to have hurt other in the past because I acted in the wrong way, ashamed of myself ... and this is indeed the "personal importance" or ego, it tells me that I should be better, that I should not make mistakes, I must always please the other. Is narcissism and feel ashamed for being narcissistic. It is the Negative Introject ... It is all that I've read lately and that has made me share it with you, because what I want the most, is to get free of all this and face myself, to do The Work and truly live as mistress of myself, transducer of that 'mysterious force'... to connect with my higher self. This, for me, goes beyond wanting to 'be well', in fact I'm pretty well (in terms of everyday life... the work and those things) and I could just keep fooling myself for a long time and be 'happy'... But I reached a point where I feel I can no longer go back and pretend I did not learn what I've learned and don't know what I've arrived to know. I've reached the point where I do not want to deny myself and my soul any longer, I don't want to lie to myself anymore... One can be relatively 'well' escaping from his/her self. I see people constantly preferring to remain as they are and do not see that there is more than this mechanical life we live... And I respect them now. But I see this is as a way that is beyond myself only. As I said, I have always had this other part of myself that was always asking questions about reality, existence and our 'reason' to be here, for me there was something more than just living the life this crazy system imposes to us. Not all my desire to 'serve others' comes from the desire to just 'please others'. Precisely, what brought me to wanting to do this WORK is that I realized that 'serving others' is not to be always nice, it is not about satisfying everyone's needs. I saw that we must first heal ourselves and seek to know ourselves and others, objectively, to really understand who we are and how we can truly 'serve others'. And now I understand that by working alone, by myself, I will not move forward because much of knowing oneself comes from the interaction with others and the reflection that they can do for us. I also understand that this cannot be done with any other, but it must be done with people who are doing the same process. Collinear people...
So... here I go into that abyss of no return. lol
I hope this wasn't too boring...
To be honest, i feel 'released' of so much after writing all this... From what I read from other members, this might be nothing to you, yet, it means a lot to me.
Thanks a lot for giving me the opportunity to be part of this experience!
Best regards!