by lottery » Sun Nov 07, 2010 5:22 pm
Well, said Cinderella. I never knew why I had episodes of profound fear, shame and guilt. Also, if I felt like I was ever being "attacked" by peers and at work, I would have this profound emotional response. Thankfully, I knew that it was not normal to express this as I got older so it did not considerably impact my career. Though, there was a time in my life when I was looking down the abyss...definitely. The one thing that saved me was I knew to get help from others. I did evolve a surrogate set of parents throughout my life. The thing that derailed my coping mechanism was that I moved back closer to home after being away for twenty years. Then it all bubbled out of control. Now, I am in the process of piecing it all back together.
My dad tried to pull some bs on me yesterday. The short story was that my dad had a heart attack right next to me. I picked up his lethargic body and raced him to the emergency room. His vitals crashed about 10 minutes after we arrived. After a long course, he survived. Well, whenever I bring up his abuse, he will switch the conversation to his bad heart. So, on Friday he got an echocardiogram, and he practically shoved the report in my face when i was talking about my flashbacks with my mother. I looked at the report and it was basically normal. I told him, "that is a good report. Congratulations you got a good heart. That's how fast I got you to the emergency room. You can now consider us even.". He wanted to know what I meant by that. I repeated, " we are even". He had the same look on his face that I had each time he emasculated me. It felt good. It was totally unplanned and I almost blurted it out. He has got to get used to the fact that I am not that same boy riddled with fear, guilt, and shame anymore.