So it started off last week. One of my co-workers got mad at me and demanded I just do what she told me to do.
The tone and way she said it remind me of my marriage. I kept hearing the IC say how my voice was taken from me from an early age. I am tired of tip-toeing around this co-worker. I stood up for myself and she just went off on me. I rarely ever stand up for myself. Her attack just upset me so much. I cried for a half the day. Since then I have felt like I have physically been kicked. My whole body is tired and weak.
This weekend I got to have the kids (they get 45 days w/ their dad during the summer). My 3 year old little girl didn't want me this entire weekend.
She wanted my mom to put her to bed, to nap with her, and even to drive her back to my ex. My DD was talking in the car saying "I love you". I told her I loved her too. She said she wasn't talking to me...she was talking to her brother that was sleeping. I told her she could talk to me but she said she didn't want to talk to me. The mistress is around the kids all the time now. She brings presents and paints my little girl's nails.
At work today we were suppose to talk about what happened last week with our boss. The co-worker (who is bi-polar) was having a bad day so of course the meeting got postponed..... I am just waiting for the other shoe to fall. When this meeting happens I am going to be verbally attacked again. I just don't have it in me. The well is empty.
Tonight I had IC again. I listened to music so loud I could feel the bass in my body on the way over because I was trying to drown out my thoughts.
I was crying before I even got out of my car. I made my tears go away before I saw the IC to the point I don't think we really talked about much of substance tonight. I left feeling so confused. I still don't understand how the rapes were about control and not just sex. I asked her that and she said that maybe she was too presumptuous. So does that mean that some rapes are just about sex?
I'm going to met SO's parents this week. Both SO and his parents are going out of their way to clean and prepare for me. It makes me feel bad because I don't feel worth the effort. Plus I'm afraid I won't live up to everyone's expectations of me.
I'm so tired.... not sleepy tired but bone weary, don't want to get out of bed and face the day tired. I don't feel strong enough to protect myself anymore. My defenses are way down and I can't get them back up.
I can't separate the hurtful words from my co-worker from the things that were done to me in the past. It hurts that my little girl rejected me. I'm afraid of flying and even traveling alone and yet that's what I'm going to do to spend time with SO. Strangers are going to sit in judgement of me in one way or another. I'm not perfect and yet I struggle with trying to do everything right. My co-worker loves to point out every single one of my mistakes from the time I started working until now...it's like she gets pleasure out of hurting me.
I'm tired of juggling...so I stand still because it is all I can do...and I watch all the balls fall down around me, helpless to do anything about it.
Remember we are here for you, and want you to be whole, healthy and loved.
I am honored that you are sharing your journey down this path of healing with us.
^^^That hurts. I don't feel worthy of the attention. I don't feel like I have done anything that should make someone feel honored. I don't feel strong. I don't feel courageous. I feel defeated, beaten down, weary, and broken hearted.
IC felt like a waste tonight. I don't think I got anything out of it...it was a complete waste of time.. mine and hers. I just don't understand the purpose or what it is suppose to feel like.
I don't even know what normal feels like. What does healthy look like? I know what it doesn't look like... I see it in the mirror every morning.
There is a song that reminds me so much of me right now. It is by Plumb called real:
I numb the ache and decorate
My emptiness
Stand naked in the light
Well be pleased world
If this is what you wanted
This young girl is everything that you made
What will she say
Aren't I lovely
And do you want me cause
I am hungry for something that will make me real
Can you see me and
Do you love me cause
I am desperately searching for something
Real
I desperately want something that is real and good and safe. I long for someone, anyone to see the real me and love me for that person. I want this ache and loneliness to go away.... to be whole again.
[This message edited by courageous at 11:34 PM, July 1st (Monday)]