Jump to content



Posted by missophelia , 21 March 2010 · 96 views

The day went ok. I managed to get the laundry done. Everything went fine until I went to pick it up when it was done. I go early in the morning, when thereís no one around so I donít have to wait for a machine. Usually no oneís there at all. But this morning, there were lots of people in the laundromat, and I couldnít wait to get out of there.

So, Iím still having that feeling, wanting just to hide behind my locked door and drawn mini blinds. Once I got home I tried to feel comfortable with myself. I didnít do much, except play Bejeweled and watch TV. And fold the laundry. And think. Maybe I just needed a lazy day?

But all day this feeling has been building inside me. Iím feeling vulnerable.

Iíve been thinking about my mother all day. The way I feel when I think about her makes me think sheís a trigger for me. I get that panicky feeling. It doesnít ever seem to get better with her. At times it gets worse.

Sheís so overbearing, and sometimes I can hear her, in my head, yelling at me. Like, she disapproves of everything Iím doing. Like nothing I can do will ever be good enough for her.

So I feel vulnerable.

I feel vulnerable against her. Sheís one of the people I have the hardest time being assertive with. I canít stand up to her. I almost see it as a weakness. Like sheís the one with all the power. Even typing this is getting my anxiety up.

I donít know how to NOT think about her. I donít know where the switch is in my brain, to be able to just turn her off, to just stop being so occupied by thoughts of her. Itís aggravating, and it makes me feel like I canít even do that right.


I know that, once upon a time, I looked up to her. I found praise from her. She was a comfort to me. But that once upon a time was a long time ago. After she molested me, things went from bad to really bad with her. Since then Iíve never found praise from her. And looking up to her and taking comfort from her? Maybe in an ideal world. But my feelings about her, every time I think about her or see her, just seem to get worse as time goes by.

Thatís without even having to see her in person. When that happens, itís like I become a totally different person. I kind of revert back to the child I was. That child who was 10, who dared to say no, and stop, to her. Who was so painfully ignored after. Who never got to have that mother-daughter relationship that would have been so much fun, so fulfilling, so comforting.

That never happened.

Itís almost like her words, or even just her stare, can wound me, to the core of my being. Not so that Iíd bleed, not physically, at least. Just who I am inside, feeling like thereís a big hole that sheís filled in with her disapproval. If I say to myself, get over it, or if I think I can get over it, and move on, and not let her affect me in such a way, I know Iím fooling myself. I honestly donít think Iíll ever get past feeling like I do about her.

So maybe Iím causing the anxiety myself? I donít know. I guess itís a work in progress, but itís painful, and something Iíd rather just bury, and then not have to feel anything about her.

Whether or not Iím causing my own anxiety, I have to deal with it, and the feeling that she can wound me whenever she wants. Sometimes just a look will do it.

Iím trying to get my mind diverted onto something more pleasant. Iíve been trying all day. I am thinking about seeing Dr H tomorrow, and hoping I have a good, productive session. And Iím thinking that maybe tomorrow can be a better day for me.

Wow we are working on the same issue at this time. It is so sad the there are mothers in the world who are not mothers at all. The most important bond any child makes is with their mother and if the mother betrays the child it is the worst betrayal of all. In your case worse than mine. As far as I know my mother never molested me but she was abusive. My mother likes the martyr game rather than overbearing although she can do that game as well. My mother is a trigger. Your mother is a trigger. Whe do we stay close to them? They really do not deserve us. Your mother would be a good topic to go over with your T.

I so relate to your entire post. You are strong and a survivor. You will find your balance where your mother is concerned. I am sending you hugs and many blessings :hug: :hug: :hug:
What I am reading in a lot of this is that you seem to want it to change, your response that is, to your mother. As if something is wrong with how you respond to her, or something is wrong with you because of how she treats you. Perhaps I am reading into what you are writing to much, and projecting my own self on you.

But, I do think how you respond to your mother is valid and real, she molested you and hurt you, of course you are going to respond that way to her. You are NOT how she sees you, just because what you get is disapproval and negativity from her, does not mean that is what you are.

Basically what I am saying is that your mother does not define who you are or your worth.
Mar 22 2010 11:45 AM

I don't know why we stay close to them? Is it out of some sense of obligation? They don't deserve us, and it's sad, because the bond with a mother is supposed to be the most important.

I'm working on finding that balance with her, and trying to be strong.
Mar 22 2010 11:51 AM

She does sometimes make me feel like there is something wrong with me, or that what I say to her is all wrong, and maybe inappropriate in her mind. But one thing is for sure, like you wrote, I need to change my response to her.

Thank you for validating my responses to her. And no, I am not what she sees, because she doesn't know the real me.

My mother does not define who I am, or my worth--that is making me think.

Blog Warning

This is a blog of my thoughts, my feelings, my happiness, my pain, my joy, my sorrow, all raw and real. I am not censoring my blog, so please take gentle care of your self.

July 2016

24 252627282930

Recent Entries

Recent Comments


    19 user(s) viewing

    0 members, 19 guests, 0 anonymous users

    Blog Warning

    This is a blog of my feelings, my emotions, my joys, my sorrows, my thoughts, my struggles as I heal. All raw and real. I am not censoring my blog, so please take gentle care of you.

    19 user(s) viewing

    0 members, 19 guests, 0 anonymous users

    Pandora's Aquarium, Inc. is not intended to be a substitute for professional assistance. All members and visitors are encouraged to establish a relationship with a trained counselor, therapist, or psychiatrist. Pandora's Aquarium, Inc. offers rape and sexual abuse survivor-to-survivor support only. Despite any qualifications staff or members possess, they are not engaged in a professional relationship with any other member. Survivors in crisis are urged to seek local help by contacting 911 or their local rape crisis center. Use of this website constitutes acceptance of the Terms of Service located here.