https://mlcforum.theherosspouse.com/index.php?topic=11034.msg736229#msg736229I see it’s been so long since I visited that all my posts are archived. A fitting memorial to what was.
It’s been so long I’m not sure I even remember what my last post was about. That’s okay, I’m not sure I’m even that version of me anyway.
It has been 5 years since bomb drop, almost 6. And 4ish years since my ex left. In that time I have delved into extensive trauma therapy, moved out of state, bought a house on the lake, moved into leadership and begun to run medical facilities.
My son has graduated and is working, actually he’s been promoted twice. And my life is full of adventure, and joy.
I just took a week off to wander the Oregon coast with my girlfriends and my son. Watched the whales feed while eating ice cream as the sun sets. Spent every morning tidepooling and exploring, hiked to see 10 waterfalls and picnicked on the rocks at the top of one. I saw sea lions and I’m obsessed, they are so loud and dumb and silly. I love them. Then we drove through the cascades into the desert and took fly fishing classes. You best believe I am adding fly fishing to my resume now. I’m a hunter gatherer type woman……did I actually catch a fish…not yet. I have concepts of a fish. 😂
I have always been the type of person that creates little existential crisis’s in those around me. Not on purpose, but just….stuff I say hits a certain way sometimes. It can be triggering for people.
My mom used to say I ruined everything, for a long time I believed her, it made me scared to try, scared to get close to people, scared to take responsibility, it tried to hid and shrink myself. I had a moment recently at work where I was requested to present my thoughts, plans, and strategies……it scared the crap out of me to know I was going to let myself be seen in that way. I did it, just did it scared.
I was talking about it with my best friend and she had asked why I was so scared….and I offhandly mentioned the ruining everything fear.
For the last 4 months she has been pointing out everything I ruin in painstaking detail. Over and over. The employee who finally got the courage to leave their abusive spouse, the 6 employees that started therapy, the ones cutting off abusive family members. Them not tolerating disrespect or abusive behaviors.
Everytime one of them make a big change based on something I said or taught them she looks at me with so much love and compassion and says…..”look what you ruined now courage!” I have never felt so loved. She had turned one of the cruelest things ever said to me into a love song. She had helped me love the part of me that triggers things. I have no idea what kind of Christmas gift is appropriate for that.
I had a man recently tell me that he felt I was masculine. When I encouraged him to explain…. He said that I carry myself with the confidence of a man. I expect to be listened to when I speak. Bless his heart. I do. By all the standards that society measures men’s success, I am the man they were all trying to become. 😂😂😂 I have zero desire to shrink myself so that men who do less than me don’t feel uncomfortable.
Speaking of men who feel uncomfortable with my competence. The ex got remarried. I hope either he’s healed or she is a gold digger. You might think that’s heartless, it isn’t. He’s still working 70-100 hours a week. And now he’s back at the original job working with his affair partner. We don’t speak.
My son said of him……”I couldn’t tell you anything about who he is as a person, all I know is he is good at business.” A sad testament to the 16 years we were together.
Looking back at my marriage, I’m so glad it ended. I couldn’t be more grateful. I was convinced then that I was losing everything, that we had a good marriage. Spoiler, we didn’t. He was avoidant, and struggles with mental illness (what kind I don’t know, and don’t care.) I was anxious, and codependent and enmeshed. I had no idea who I was. Every rule I knew for relationships was wrong. We were definitely not aligned in our value systems, or communication, or goals. Both of us trying to change the other person into who we thought they ought to be.
He was never “the one” and I’m glad I stopped telling myself the story that he was. I spent so long caught up in the day to day semantics of the divorce that I missed the big picture.
In the years since I have learned to love myself so fully and completely. I am able to be authentic. I have such depth and intimacy and vulnerability in my friendships. I don’t try to shrink or hide or fit in. I don’t have to fit in anymore, I finally belong.
I had never experienced relationships without my entire attachment system in play before. I had lived the entirety of my life in survival mode. The peace and joy, and safety and security I now have on a daily basis with myself is something I never could have dreamed of.
So if you are here, and you are in the painful spot that I found myself all those years ago. I promise you it gets so much better. And better isn’t determinate on whether or not they come back, or it all works out. Better is absolutely a story about you.
If they have checked out or left, you have now been given the incredible gift of time to focus on you. Don’t waste it. When you monkey brain, ask yourself who is the main character in your life at this exact moment….if it isn’t you…..go do some main character stuff.
The faster you can pivot to focusing on yourself, your life, your goals, your likes, your hobbies, your trauma, your relationships and friendships the better you will be equipped for whatever the next chapter brings.
Remember that you are always enough for the moment that you are in, even this one.
Courage