Pink2012 wrote:This is exactly how I feel.. It feels like hell on earth. I feel trapped and hopeless. The thought of scarring or damaging my daughter makes me nauseous but my behaviors,defense mechanisms, lack of empathy,selfishness, attention craving, and way of thinking seem so uncontrollable. I feel so pathological because I'm usually not self aware at all. It's so scary... You have my support 100 percent.
I know it's discouraging because there is like NO success stories of us on here, no support or hope, but I really pray that there is hope somehow.
I keep trying to stand in front of my thought patterns. I am very aware of the thoughts going through my mind, and how I'm trying to fight back and oppose when things don't go my way, or when I don't like what's being said to me.
The problem is, that awareness fades with time. It usually involves having some sort of crisis that enables this focus. In order to achieve this, I am realizing that I may have to live my life with the feeling of everpresent crisis. I will have to constantly keep myself in check, which is what all people do at some level. I already do in professional and personal settings, but I never realized that I'd have to expand my efforts in such radical ways. I have to become my own interrupt.
My problem is in dealing with the damage I've already done, and the nagging doubt that I cannot express genuine empathy. I am in a spiral where I cannot trust my mind. I feel like I'm in Memento, where I have a Polaroid of my own face with "don't trust his lies" written on the back of it. So I am constantly unsure of whether I don't have the ability to feel, or I do have the ability to feel and have just cut myself off from it.
This is why I'm getting a therapist. And that's after I took the last one and convinced them that I was a victim in the scenario I was in. I also see narcissistic tendency in that therapist, because even after doing the terrible stuff and weaving the terrible lies I did (which I'm not getting into here), she still wanted to have my wife and I back in for a session after essentially conspiring with me against my wife. And that's the same sort of nonsense my mother does to me - and the more I look at her, the more I see that she's a borderline sociopath.
I'm coming 100% clean with the next therapist, because I need to keep myself honest. I have to drop the facade in order to be real with myself, because that's the only way I can be real with the world around me. It's the only way I can connect with the woman I love. And I love her. But I cannot prove it, and that's what's killing me inside. I love her so dearly that I would hurt her to keep her near me. And that's just sick. That's my sickness. And I don't want to be sick. I don't want to hurt others, especially the ones I care for the most. There's a reason I don't let people get too close, and the one I loved enough to pull her into me has been shredded for over a decade. She's so tough, that she can get up and walk again. She's wounded far more than she will ever show, but she is still strong enough to withstand me.
I have to be just as strong in order to make myself not be this way. I have to accept that I am this way, and create avenues for that energy to express in positive avenues instead of negative ones. And I have to do this knowing full well that I contain a monster within me.
I can't tell my four-year old to not give up on a soccer field if I give up on my marriage, my life, my wife, my daughters, everything. I cannot allow myself to have them be the children of such a gross hypocrite. I cannot allow them to have such a terrible role model, no matter how much daddy loves them, they cannot escape learning the same disease that I learned from my parents.
I must take responsibility. The monster must stop with me. And I am not the hero of the story. I am not going to save anyone but myself, because I have to do this for myself in order to not be poisonous to others. I am the villain. I am the monster. But I have to learn how to keep it in check. I have to defend myself from the monster in order to defend others from the monster.