Posted by:
tiptoes
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Date: October 31, 2011 11:49AM
Hell people--it amazes me that leaving something requires so much work! It is that time of year for me, when there is a birthday every month, the holidays, and then birthdays every month again and let us just say my timing is off. I worried for many weeks about one of my kid's birthday, do I invite the inlaws (we had it out about the church, I extended an olive branch to no avail). 1) I knew it would make me uncomfortable, yet they are my children's grandparents. 2) Would inviting them diminish the problem and then signal to them as many times before, that they can get away with treating me so poorly and continue to manipulate the situation. If any of you personally knew me, you would surmise that I am a lover of people and generally suck it up for the common good. The battle internally culminated to a point of is my loving nature being taken advantage of and how, if so, do I curtail it for my own personal welfare (stress is affecting the BP to the max). I then handed it over to my husband and see if he could come up with a way to handle it. His conclusion gave his parents an out and basically came up with two celebrations: 1) Pizza while I was out of town (SLC exmo conf. ;) ) and 2) Usual family gathering. I nixed the first one, thinking that I am not going to have 2 celebrations for each of my kid's birthdays just to appease the grandparents. WELL, we did the family gathering in a public place and my FIL refused to speak to me or even say hello. My husband inquired and he said he is not ready to talk to me. The first day or two I was mad and then it lost its power. If I could sum up my life and my issue with it: I am purposefully ignored. If I were overly opinionated, always putting people in their place, I might accept this treatment as a result of my behavior, but I generally just listen and try to extrapolate in my mind what is being put out there and what environment is or was present. A friend thought maybe from listening to me that my mother was narcissist--I really just think she emotionally neglected me--but she was one of 16 (all the same mom and dad) and probably did not get much attention in her childhood--so she probably did not have the skills or example to model. My father worked the graveyard shift and never had much time, because his schedule was so off. My aunt who disowned me shortly before her death ( I adored her), had never been married nor had children, so that signals to me that she has never had to compromise or really work at having a relationship. My siblings have not spoken to me for 2 and 3 years at a time--would call--they would not answer--would email--they would not respond. Can you spell DYSFUNCTION? It is constantly reinforced that I am nothing, just a speck on the wall, maybe a perfect wallflower. Perhaps it is a hint to why I was considered a "golden" contact with the church--hell, I even had my own quad before I took the first discussion. I think my association with the church further disabled me for another 20 years. So how does one compose a melody without even recognizing one note? This is the conclusion that resonates with me at this point (it might change with my next breath): It is their problem. I do not need to fix it. I just need to learn how to deal. I do not like the definition of self-esteem. People would say I have little or none--I disagree--I like myself. I would say my self-image--how I internalize my environment leaves much to be attained. I think this "being purposefully ignored" is what infuriates me the most--maybe I have reached my quota for a lifetime and I still have a lifetime to live. Do I live it with or without certain people? I guess that it yet to be determined. I hate feeling this way--I hate feeling guilty for wanting to be loved, accepted, and validated. So, another birthday will come in a few days, the inlaws will be invited, we will see what happens.
Pitiful that I am learning what should have been learned in my youth, yet I am in the forty somethings category. Better late than never!