By Ox Drover
Many of us here remember the pain of laboring in childbirth; we thought it was so painful we couldn’t endure any more without dying. Yet, even in that all-encompassing pain that wracked our bodies and our minds, in the back of our minds we knew we were giving birth to a New Life, and we were hopeful. We knew, too, that though we were giving birth to New Life, that it would not be an independent soul. We knew that New Life would require our tender nurturing to help it grow for many years.
I see our pain in recovering from the devastation of our experiences with a psychopath in a similar light to the pain of labor and childbirth, and caring for that New Life. I see that we are giving birth to a New Life, but this time, the New Life is within us, not separate from us.
Just as we had to labor with giving birth to our child, and just as that child was not capable at birth of caring for itself, we have the pain of the labor, and after the labor is over, even though we are still sore, we must nurture and care for New Life, which at first needs our total attention.
As the New Life, so fragile and delicate at first, requires us to completely care for her, and sometimes cries in a colic of her own that we don’t know how to comfort, nevertheless, we must continue to care for that infant New Life within ourselves. We must nurture this New Life and teach her as she grows to care for herself, to watch out for her own safety. In the mean time, we must watch out for the safety of New Life, keeping it away from the psychopath with No Contact. Even if she cries for contact, we must protect her from herself and her desires for things that are not good for her.
We must nurture and feed the New Life, and reassure her that she will grow and accomplish the things that she would like to do. So she can learn to walk upright in dignity and self-esteem, we teach her that when she falls and bumps her knee, she can still get up. We must teach her how to set boundaries and require respectful treatment from those around her. We also teach her how to love and trust others, but with reasonable caution about whom to love and trust. We must teach New Life not to trust blindly, because there are those in this world who will try to use and abuse her, but in spite of that, there are those who will love her tenderly. New Life must learn to spot the red flags of abuse and to avoid them, even in those people that she loves.
Teaching New Life so many things that she needs to know to keep herself safe from danger, and yet experience the wondrous joy of this world, will require much of our time for a while. Because at first New Life is so fragile, so inclined to hurt herself by approaching danger, we must monitor her continually, but as New Life continues to grow stronger and wiser each day, she accomplishes new heights in learning and growth.
New Life moves from anger and fear into reasonable trust and caution. New Life learns to smile and then to laugh and experience joy. New Life learns to love with total abandon, but not to let go of her healthy boundaries. New Life learns that she is worthy of love and respect. New Life learns discrimination and learns to reject those that would hurt her from within her circle of trust.
Then one day we realize that New Life, within us, is us. We learn that the fragile creature of New Life becomes out life! Becomes us. We are free from the pain and the trauma of the old us and have become the New Us, the wiser, the stronger, with confidence in ourselves to keep ourselves safe, and pointed to the future with a New Life.
laughing my ass off!! that is hysterical!!! : )
Matt & Rosa –
We’re all coming up, TOWANDA!
I can relate to the SOMEDAY. For years it was someday, then we’d visit for real SOMEDAY (dragged this for 6 months), then we’d live together in the same city SOMEDAY. Meanwhile, whenever I saw him I spent a lot of money just to have my feelings hurt.
You will pay. Recently I suggested a visit and he came right out and said it, “visiting me is expensive, I’m behind on the storage locker.” Needless to say, I did not bother to go. That was towards the end.
Matt, I had 350,000 from visiting him. Only thing I had of any value out of the deal. But S # 2 got most of them for a trip to the middle east where of course he would land a multi-million dollar deal. Might have, for all I know he’s living in a nice though rented house.
Yep send him the earplugs. Perfect.
Matt:
We all bought the bullshit. Totally!!
Now, when the real thing comes along, we will KNOW IT & APPRECIATE IT.
That’s why I hold no regrets.
It is in our struggles that we learn and become stronger.
I feel a bumper sticker coming on:
“Dating a sociopath? Get ready to buy the Bullshit! (with cash)
usedandabused:
“visiting me is expensive, I’m behind on the storage locker.”
Don’t you love it?
After I threw S out, I went after him for the money he owed me. Among the ridiculous reasons he gave for not paying me was “and that trip to Greeced you made me take which I couldn’t afford.”
Afford. Afford what? He bought exactly one drink on that trip. I shelled out over 10 grand.
Psychopaths have the emotional maturity of a 5-yr. old. That’s why they project blame like a toddler, “that trip to Greece you made me take.”
Matt: I am just sure you forced that trip onto the S, like a big, bad father-figure.
These people are grown-ass adults, and they don’t do anything that is not in their best interests.
Rosa:
Indeed he is a grown-ass adult. When I met him he looked pretty good, as I say, courtesy of the Iron Bar Hotel Diet (serve 10 months, lose 70 pounds). And then he got out and boy did he pack it on.
I remember toward the end, he was wearing spandex bicycle pants. He walked in front of me and I remember looking at his “grown-ass” and thinking “My God. It looks like 2 hams fighting under a blanket.”
Grown-ass, indeed.
OMG Matt!!!! You are cracking me UP!!!
The picture of “2 hams fighting under a blanket” is too much!
Matt:
So, is it safe to say you fed him AND watered him when you took him to Greece?
Rosa:
I fed and watered him for 15 months straight. Let me put it this way, with all the restaurants I paid for — in and out of Greece, it’s amazing he didn’t put on 170 pounds. Who knows? He probably would have if he weren’t blowing his rent money up his nose.
Matt:
WOW! He was lucky to have you.
Let us know when he comes trotting back, and you know he will. It is just a matter of time.