Hi Everyone. First sorry if this is long. Second I wasn't sure where I should put this. Either in my narcissism thread over in general or here. I decided here because this suicide ting is what bther's me the most some aspects of this are in the same vein.
To back up just a little, I had read on someone else's thread similarities between my mother's issue and someone else's mothers issues. All these familiy of origin (FOO) issues going on around here. In this thread hey mentioned how their brother was sexually abused and that got me thinking. My mother certainly had written about it in her diary and clearly thought about sex with my brother and I. She crossed fantasy into reality with many other things, what if she had done that with my brother and I? That thought really bothered me.
IC Fri night. This was the fourth session and the first where I didn't do all the talking. Suddenly the counselor (C) started asking questions back. I brought up my latest horrible thought on what if my mother had actually planned and executed her sexual fantasies regarding my brother and I. Her question back,
C: "Why do you think your mother left that diary on the kitchen table?"
Me: "Because she's not that bright. I love her and all but I can honestly say that she's always been pretty careless and stupid about a lot of things. Sometimes she can be forgetful."
C: "I don't buy that for a second. Every little girl is brought up to keep their secrets safe and locked away. Let's say hypothetically you mother missed that lesson. It's still a diary that you guard with your life. Those never ever see the light of day. The fact that she left it out in the open, it may as well have had a giant neon advertising sign flashing on it."
Me: (Speechless).
C: "Let me ask you this question. Who do you think she left that book out for? Remind me again, what was the first thing your mother said to you on DDay when she saw you for the first time?"
Me: (Speechless thinking....holy shit! You were actually listening to me through me talking for three sessions straight).
C: "I can 100% guarantee you she was really pissed at your father and that may be the reason. But from the other things you told me about her, who was her intended audience? You don't write something that salacious and leave it out by accident. Just does not happen. So who was meant to read that diary?"
Me: "I've never thought about it that way before. Ever. I've always just thought she was careless."
C: "What was the first question she asked you when she came to you that day?"
Me: (speechless, mind racing, 1,000 light bulbs going off. Feeling very disturbed. Can't talk. Probably looking clearly uncomfortable and squirming in my seat for sure.
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C: "I don't want you to think that it was entirely for you. It could be for you, for you brother, or for your father, or for all of you. But it was probably not left out "by accident".
As it was towards the end of the session she wanted to make sure I was ok before I left.
So...now my head is all messed up. It's very possible that her leaving her diary out was meant for me to find and read. It's very possible that was her way of letting me know that she wanted to do those things with me. After all, her first question to me was...."Why didn't you come to me first?"
It's also very possible that she did do those things with my brother. It's very possible that could be one of the reasons my brother may have committed suicide. It's also very possible that's why I heard that there was a suicide note that he left specifically for her. It's also very possible that is why my aunt may have destroyed that suicide note.
Now I'm left with more questions than answers. Now I feel 10x worse than I did before Fri. I thought this IC shit was supposed to help. I would have been happy going through my life never connecting these dots. Especially because it is just speculation. I don't have real evidence. Tie it altogether though and it all does make sense. It all does line up neatly. WTF am I supposed to do with this? It's all I have thought about since Fri night. I don't know what the fuck to do with it. I have no idea how to process it or where to put it.
I've spoken about it with my W and a close friend. The friend had a good analogy that the IC is a lot like chemo and that it's making me sick to get the poisonous cancer out. I get it. And I realize this is very much like that. I really just don't have any idea what to do with these thoughts or where to put them.
I was warned ahead of time that some things would be brought to light once I started IC. BUT WTF!!!
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