Scent of Cedar II
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I'm so sorry for your pain, Witz.
Is it possible for you to practice the same detachment techniques we have all learned to practice with our children when family-of-origin stuff comes up?
They sound perfectly, mercilessly, pointlessly cruel.
Detaching from them and their sicknesses, putting distance between their emotional havoc and your secret heart ~ that is the only way to survive all of this, I think
My husband told me once that whenever I sifted (raked would actually be more like it, but we will use sifted, here! :smile: ) ~ anyway, that whenever I examined my family-of-origin stuff, I was weakened. husband likens trying to make sense out of what happens to anyone born into a toxic family when they try to revisit or reinterpret the past to opening a bottle poison, taking a big sniff and then, expressing surprise at having been contaminated.
That was good imagery for me.
Toxic is toxic.
It doesn't stop being toxic because the bottle has been sealed for a long time.
Every time you open the bottle, poison escapes.
Every time.
So, know the toxic family bottle is there in your psyche somewhere ~ but don't open it.
No point.
Poison is poison.
And there are so many wonderful things in our environments whose purpose is not to hurt us, but to heal and to help us grow.
Wishing all of us a happier, healthier 2008!
:spaghetti:
That's me, practicing my New Year's resolution for 2008 ~ to devour life and stop worrying so much about my overworked, under-valued, never to be entirely forgotten, sense of dignity! :smile:
Ahem.
Pass me them meatballs, Miss Kitty.
:rofl:
Barbara
Is it possible for you to practice the same detachment techniques we have all learned to practice with our children when family-of-origin stuff comes up?
They sound perfectly, mercilessly, pointlessly cruel.
Detaching from them and their sicknesses, putting distance between their emotional havoc and your secret heart ~ that is the only way to survive all of this, I think
My husband told me once that whenever I sifted (raked would actually be more like it, but we will use sifted, here! :smile: ) ~ anyway, that whenever I examined my family-of-origin stuff, I was weakened. husband likens trying to make sense out of what happens to anyone born into a toxic family when they try to revisit or reinterpret the past to opening a bottle poison, taking a big sniff and then, expressing surprise at having been contaminated.
That was good imagery for me.
Toxic is toxic.
It doesn't stop being toxic because the bottle has been sealed for a long time.
Every time you open the bottle, poison escapes.
Every time.
So, know the toxic family bottle is there in your psyche somewhere ~ but don't open it.
No point.
Poison is poison.
And there are so many wonderful things in our environments whose purpose is not to hurt us, but to heal and to help us grow.
Wishing all of us a happier, healthier 2008!
:spaghetti:
That's me, practicing my New Year's resolution for 2008 ~ to devour life and stop worrying so much about my overworked, under-valued, never to be entirely forgotten, sense of dignity! :smile:
Ahem.
Pass me them meatballs, Miss Kitty.
:rofl:
Barbara