DesertLily,
So of course you logically understand how your BW feels, after all, you've been there. BUt you don't feel it because those emotions are locked up tight and shoved way back in your mind, probably even surrounded by barbedwire and marked with a skull and crossbones. And for so many, many years, your very survival has depended on you not opening that box.
I want to thank you greatly for this response. I don't think anyone has ever nailed it quite so succinctly for me. The thing is, it is much easier to wrap your head around this concept than it is to fix it. No one in my youth really ever apologized for something big. Yeah, sure, if they bumped into you, they might say sorry, but no one ever came to me and said anything such as, "What I said earlier was really harsh of me. I shouldn't have said that and it was wrong. Please forgive me." I don't say that to gain sympathy, just as a fact of how it was. The end result being, I never really experienced how people feel and show their care and remorse, not as a victim, and not as an abuser. Instead of learning how to talk things out and atone for bad behaviors, I simply learned how to not be a punching bag, and that involved a lot of anger and pushing people away. Which, by the way, just leaves everything in your life completely unresolved. In my case, this turned into a breakdown of epic proportions not too long ago. But I digress...
It's ironic, isn't it, that now your survival, and that if your family's, is dependent on your ability to open up to those feelings. Because make no mistake, in order for you to feel your BW's pain, to empathize and move forward in R, you're going to have to connect with your inner child and crack the lid on that Pandora's box of hell.
Yup, this. ^^^ Honestly, the thought of it terrifies me to my very core. We all know the rule about Pandora's box. You don't open it. Period. No questions. Just don't. Because nothing good will come it. And that's how I feel about my internal box. Going there feels like entering the arena naked and unarmed while facing an army of soldiers.
Only by getting in touch with your feelings, the feelings of your abused, neglected and abandoned inner child, will you be able to express true empathy for your BW. But to do so, you will have to have great courage, strength and fortitude.
These words feel so enormous and scary. As you said, I've always avoided having these feelings, I think because they all require me to open that box. Courage is born of fear, strength born of weakness, and so on. In order to be brave and true, I have to face emotions that I don't even have words for, and have never allowed myself to deal with. In some ways, it feels like being a person who has never been sick a day in their life, and then later in life, gets a cold and it damn near kills them. I thought I was getting along fine without my deeper inner connection all these years. The abuse of my childhood stopped, and I had the family I always wanted. So I just existed on cruise-control for the past 20 years.
I don't think your Bw wants you to have a breakdown, but she does want you to have a breakthrough. After all, it was the denial of your pain that grew a monster. And it is by bringing that pain into the light that the vampire explodes into harmless dust.
And this - this wraps it all up neatly. You are right, she doesn't want to see me weak, or even strong, she just wants to see ME, and more than that, she wants me to see HER. How crazy it is that the very same abuse that crushed me is what I ended up dumping on her, and now she's suffering and I'm over here like a lump on a log, unable to help because I'm too attached to my own problems to see hers, even though I caused them.
I think I need to read these words daily for a while, and remember that her pain, in truth, is simply an extension of my own, because I made it that way. When I can let mine go, then I hope that means it/I will cease being a feeding source for her pain as well. Then I can be there for her and help her through it too.