Friday, April 7, 2006

Co-Dependent No More - Part 3


(excerpts from Co-dependent No More by Melody Beattie) 


Have a love affair with yourself!  

This above all; to thine own self be true,
it must follow, as the night follows the day,
thou canst not then be false to any man.
- William Shakespeare  

We co-dependents pick on ourselves endlessly, heaping piles of shoulds on our conscience and creating mounds of worthless, stinking guilt.  Then, we shame ourselves.  We don't like what do, and we don't like who we are.  Fundamentally, we are not good enough.    

In co-dependency, as in many other areas of life, everything is connected to everything, and one thing leads to another.  In this case, our low self-worth is frequently connected to much of what we do or don't do, and it leads to many other problems.  

As co-dependents, we frequently dislike ourselves so much that we believe it's wrong to put ourselves first.  Often, we think we're only worth something if we do things for others or care take, so we never say no.  We think we have to do something for people to get and keep their friendships.  Much of the defensiveness I've seen in co-dependents comes not because we think we're above criticism, but because we have so little self-worth that any perceived attack threatens to annihilate us.  We feel so bad about ourselves and have such a need to be perfect and avoid shame that we cannot allow anyone to tell us about something we have done wrong.  

Who we are right now is okay.  In fact, co-dependents are some of the most loving, generous, good hearted, and concerned people I know. 

We've just allowed ourselves to be tricked into doing thingsthat hurt us, and we're going to learn how to stop doing those things.  But those tricks are our problems; they are not us.  If we have one character defect that is abhorrent, it is the way we pick on ourselves. 
We aren't second-class citizens.  We don't deserve to lead secondhand lives.  And we don't deserve second-best relationships! 

We are lovable, and we are worth getting to know. 

People who love and like us aren't stupid or inferior for doing that.  We have a right to be happy.  We deserve good things. 

Stop the "shoulds".  If we should be doing something, do it.  If we're torturing ourselves, stop it.  It gets easier.  We can laugh at ourselves, tell ourselves we won't be tricked, give ourselves a hug, then go about the business of living as we choose.  If we have real guilt, deal with it.  God will forgive us.  He knows we did our best, even if it was our worst.  We don't have to punish ourselves by feeling guilty to prove to God or anyone else how much we care.  We need to forgive ourselves.  We need to stop shaming ourselves.  Shame, like guilt, serves absolutely no purpose.  

Start where we're at, and we will become more.  Develop our gifts and talents.  Trust ourselves.  Assert ourselves.  We can be trusted.  Respect ourselves.  Be true to ourselves.  Honor ourselves, for that is where our magic lies.  That is our key to the world.  

Of all the judgments that we pass in life, none is as important as the one we pass on ourselves, for that judgment touches the very center of our existence.


Learn The Art Of Acceptance
 

Perhaps the most painful loss many co-dependents face is the loss of our dreams, the hopeful and sometimes idealistic expectations for the future that most people have.  This loss can be the most difficult to accept. 

The dreams and promises may have been spoken or unspoken but for most of us, they were there.   The dreams were there.  Many of us held on for so long, clutching those dreams through one loss and disappointment after another.  We flew in the face of reality, shaking these dreams at the truth, refusing to believe or accept anything less.  But one day the truth caught up to us and refused to be put off any longer.  This wasn't what we wanted, planned on, asked for, or hoped for.  It never would be.  The dream was dead, and it would never breathe again.  

Some of us may have had our dreams and hopes crushed.  Some of us may be facing the failure of something extremely important such as marriage or another important relationship.  I know there's a lot of pain at the prospect of losing love or losing the dreams we had.  There's nothing we can say to make that less painful or to lessen our grief.  It hurts deeply to have our dreams destroyed by alcoholism or any other problem. 

Nothing dies slower or more painfully than a dream.  

Even recovery brings losses, more changes we must struggle to accept.  Although these are good changes, they are still losses - losses of things that may not have been desirable but may have become oddly comfortable.  At least we knew what to expect, even if that meant not expecting anything.  

The losses many co-dependents must daily face and accept are enormous and ongoing.  They are not the usual problems and losses most people encounter as part of normal living.  These are losses and problems which are caused by people we care about.  Although the problems are a direct result of an illness, condition, or compulsive disorder, they may appear as deliberate and malicious acts.  We are suffering at the hands of someone we love and trusted.  

It has also been my experience that my higher power seems reluctant to intervene in my circumstances until I accept what He has already given me.  Acceptance is not forever.  It is for the present moment.  But it must be sincere and at gut-level.  

Positive change brings loss ... when we buy a new house and leave the old one ... and requires a progression through the following five stages:

  1. Denial
    I am convinced that we do most of our co-dependent behaviors in this stage - obsessing, controlling, repressing feelings.  I also believe many of our feelings of "craziness" are connected to this state. 
    We feel crazy because we are lying to ourselves. 
    We feel crazy because we are believing other people's lies. 
    Nothing will help us feel crazy faster than being lied to. 
    Believing lies disrupts the core of our being. 
    The deep, instinctive part of us knows the truth, but we are pushing that part away and telling it, "You're wrong.  Shut up." 

    According to counselor Scott Egleston,we then decide there's something fundamentally wrong with us for being suspicious, and we label ourselves and our innermost, intuitive being as untrustworthy.
      
  2. Anger
    We may blame ourselves, God, and everyone around us for what we have lost.
  3. Bargaining
    If we do such and such or if someone else does this or that, then we won't have to suffer the loss.
  4. Depression
    When we decide to acknowledge what life has dealt us we become sad, sometimes terribly depressed. 
    This is the essence of grief: mourning at its fullest. 
    This is what we have been attempting to avoid at all costs. 
    This is the time to cry, and it hurts. 
    This stage of the process begins when we humbly surrender. 
    Grief will disappear, only when the process has been worked out and through.
  5. Acceptance
    After we have closed our eyes, kicked, screamed, negotiated, and finally felt the pain, we arrive as a state of acceptance.  Acceptance should not be mistaken for a happy stage.  It is almost void of feelings.  It is as if the pain had gone, the struggle is over ... We are at peace with what is.  We are free to stay; free to go on; free to make whatever decisions we need to make.  We are free!  We have accepted our loss, however minor or insignificant.  We are comfortable with it and our lives.  We have adjusted and reorganized.  Once more, we are comfortable with our present circumstances and ourselves.  

We believe we have in some way benefited from our loss or change even if we cannot fully understand how or why. We have faith that all is well, and we have grown from our experience.  We deeply believe our present circumstances ... every detail of them ... are exactly as they ought to be for the moment.  In spite of our fears, feelings, struggles, and confusion, we understand everything is okay even if we lack insight.  We accept what is.  We settle down.  We stop running, ducking, controlling, and hiding.  And we know it is only from this point that we can go forward.  

When the process begins, we usually feel shock and panic.  As we go through the stages, we often feel confused, vulnerable, lonely, and isolated.  A sense of loss of control is usually present, as is hope, which is sometimes unrealistic.   Denial, depression, bargaining, and anger may all come rushing in.  We may not know what we're trying to accept. We may not even know we're struggling to accept a situation.  We may simply feel like we've gone crazy.  We haven't.  Become familiar with this process.  The entire process may take place in thirty seconds for a minor loss; it may last years or a lifetime when the loss is significant.  

We must ward off the blows of life with denial until we are better prepared to deal with them.  We must feel anger and blame until we have gotten them out of our system.  We must try to negotiate, and we must cry.  We don't necessarily have to let the stages dictate our behaviors, but each of us, for our well-being and ultimate acceptance, needs to spend individually appropriate time in each stage.  

The only way out is through.  

We can give ourselves permission to go through this process when we face loss and change, even minor losses and changes.  Be gentle with ourselves.  This is a draining, exhausting process.  It can deplete our energy and throw us off balance.  Watch how we pass through the stages and feel what we need to feel.  Talk to people, people who are safe and will provide the comfort, support, and understanding we need.  Talk it out; talk it through.  One thing that helps me is thanking God for the loss ... for my present circumstances ... regardless of how I feel or what I think about them.

Thursday, April 6, 2006

Co-Dependent No More - Part 2


(more excerpts from  Co-dependent No More
by Melody Beattie)  

Un-dependence  

Whether co-dependents appear fragile and helpless, or sturdy and powerful, most of us are frightened, needy, vulnerable children who are aching and desperate to be loved and cared for.  

This child in us believes we are unlovable and will never find the comfort we are seeking; sometimes this vulnerable child becomes too desperate.  People have abandoned us, emotionally and physically.  People have rejected us.  People have believed us, let us down.  People have never been there for us; they have not seen, heard or responded to our needs.  We may come to believe that people will never be there for us.  For many of us, even God seems to have gone away.  

We have been there for so many people.  Most of us desperately want someone to finally be there for us.  We need someone, anyone, to rescue us from the stark loneliness, alienation, and pain.  We want some of the good stuff, and the good stuff is not in us.  Pain is in us.  We feel so helpless and uncertain.  Others look so powerful and assured.  We conclude the magic must be in them.  

So we become dependent on them.  We can become dependent on lovers, spouses, friends, parents, or our children.  We become dependent on their approval.  We become dependent on their presence.  We become dependent on their need for us.  We become dependent on their love, even though we believe we will never receive their love; we believe we are unlovable and nobody has ever loved us in a way that met our needs.  

Needing people too much can cause problems.  Other people become the key to our happiness.  I believe much of the other-centeredness, orbiting our lives around other people, goes hand in hand with co-dependency and springs out of our emotional insecurity.  I believe much of this incessant approval seeking we indulge in also comes from insecurity.  The magic is in others, not us, we believe.  The good feelings are in them, not us.  The less good stuff we find in ourselves, the more we seek it in others.  They have it all; we have nothing.  Our existence is not important.  We have been abandoned and neglected so often that we also abandon ourselves.  

Sometimes, no human being could be there for us in the way we need them to be - to absorb us, care for us, and make us feel good, complete and safe.  

Many of us expect and need other people so much that we settle for too little.  We may become dependent on troubled people - alcoholics and other people with problems.  We can become dependent on people we don't particularly like or love.  Sometimes, we need people so badly we settle for nearly anyone.  We may need people who don't meet our needs. 

We may find ourselves in situations where we need someone to be there for us, but the person we have chosen cannot or will not do that.  

We may even convince ourselves that we can't live without someone and will wither and die if that person is not in our lives.  If that person is an alcoholic or deeply troubled, we may tolerate abuse and insanity to keep him or her in our lives, to protect our source of emotional security.  Our need becomes so great that we settle for too little.  Our expectations drop below normal, below what we ought to expect from our relationships.  

Imagine getting credit for the behaviors we ordinarily mortals do as a matter of course.  What is so lovable?  No response?  The answer doesn't come, but the power of being emotionally stuck is far greater than the power of reason.  

Ultimately, too much dependency on a person can kill love.  Relationships based on emotional insecurity and need, rather than love, can become self-destructive.  They don't work.  Too much need drives people away and smothers love.  It scares people away.  It attracts the wrong kind of people.  And our real needs don't get met.  Our real needs become greater and so does our despair.  We center our lives around this person, trying to protect our source of security and happiness.  We forfeit our lives to do this.  And we become angry at this person.  We are being controlled by him or her.  We are dependent on that person.  We ultimately become angry and resentful at what we are dependent on and controlled by, because we have given our personal power and rights to that person.  

There is no magic, easy, overnight way to become un-dependent. 

Here are some ideas that may help:

  1. Finish up business from our childhoods, as best we can.  Grieve.  Get some perspective.  Figure out how events from our childhoods are effecting what we're doing now.
    ... Of course he had never been there for me.  He was an alcoholic.  We had never been there for anyone, including himself.  I also began to realize that underneath my sophisticated veneer, I felt unlovable.  Very unlovable.  Some where, hidden inside of me, I had maintained a fantasy that I had a loving father who was staying away from me - who was rejecting me - because I wasn't good enough.  There was something wrong with me.  Now I knew the truth.  It wasn't me that was unlovable.  It wasn't me that was screwed up, although I know I've got problems.  It was him.
  2. Nurture and cherish that frightened, vulnerable, needy child inside us.  The child may never completely disappear, no matter how self-sufficient we become.  Stress may cause the child to cry out.  Unprovoked, the child may come out and demand attention when we at least expect it.
  3. Stop looking for happiness in other people.  Our source of happiness and well-being is not inside others; it's inside us.  Learn to center ourselves in ourselves.
  4. We can learn to depend on ourselves.  Maybe other people haven't been there for us, but we can start being there for us.   We can trust ourselves.  We can handle and cope with the events, problems, and feelings life throws our way.  We can trust our feelings and our judgments.  We can solve our problems.  We can learn to live with unresolved problems, too.  We must trust the people we are learning to depend upon - ourselves.
  5. We can depend on God, too.  He's there, and He cares.  Our spiritual beliefs can provide us with a strong sense of emotional security.  I can find comfort and security in knowing that God is always watching over my life.
  6. Strive for un-dependence.  Begin examining the ways we are dependent, emotionally and financially, on the people around us.  

We can do it.  We don't have to feel strong all the time to be un-dependent and taking care of ourselves. 

We can and probably will have feelings of fear, weakness, and even hopelessness.  That is normal and even healthy.  Real power comes from feeling our feelings, not from ignoring them.  Real strength comes, not from pretending to be strong all the time, but from acknowledging our weaknesses and vulnerabilities when we feel this way.
 

Many of us have dark nights.  Many of us have uncertainty, loneliness, and the pang of needs and wants that beg to be met and yet, go seemingly unnoticed.  Sometimes the way is foggy and slippery, and we have no hope.  All we can feel is fear.  All we can see is the dark.  

You can get through the dark situations, too.  You can take care of yourself and trust yourself.  Trust God.  Go as far as you can see, and by the time you get there, you'll be able to see farther.  It's called one day at a time.


The Difference Between Love & Addiction  

Love                               
Room to grow, expand; desire for other to grow.
Addiction
Dependent, based on security and comfort; use intensity of need and infatuation as proof of love (may really be fear, insecurity, loneliness).  

Love 
Separate interests; other friends; maintain other meaningful relationships.
Addiction
Total involvement; limited social life; neglect old friends, interests.  

Love
Encouragement of each other's expanding; secure in their own worth.
Addiction
Preoccupation with other's behavior; dependent on other's approval for own identity and self worth.  

Love
Trust; Openness.
Addiction
Jealousy, possessiveness, fears, competition.  

Love
Mutual integrity preserved.
Addiction
One partner's needs suspended for the other's; self-deprivation.  

Love
Willingness to risk and be real.
Addiction
Search for perfect invulnerability - eliminates possible risks.  

Love
Room for exploration of feelings in and of relationship.
Addiction                                                                   
Reassurance through repeated, ritualized activity.  

Love
Ability to enjoy being alone.
Addiction
Intolerance - unable to endure separations (even in conflict); hang on even tighter.  Undergo withdrawal - loss of appetite, restless, lethargic, disoriented agony.  

Breakups:

Love
Accept breakup without feeling a loss of own adequacy and self worth.
Addiction
Feel inadequate, worthless; often one-sided decision.  

Love
Wants best for partner, though apart; can become friends.
Addiction
Violent ending - often hate the other; try to inflict pain; manipulation to get the other back.

One-Sided Addiction  
Denial, fantasy; overestimation of other's commitment.  Seeks solutions outside self - drugs, alcohol, new lover, change of situation.

Live Your Own Life  

We may be in so much emotional distress we think we have no life;  all we are is or pain.  That's not true.  We are more than our problems.  We can be more than our problems.  

Just because life has been this painful so far doesn't mean it has to keep hurting.  Life doesn't have to hurt so much, and it won't - if we begin to change.  It may not be all roses from here on out, but it doesn't have to be all thorns either.  We need to and can develop our own lives.  

We take into account our responsibilities to other people, because that is what responsible people do. 
But we also know we count. 
We try to eliminate "shoulds" from our decisions and learn to trust ourselves. 
If we listen to ourselves and our higher power, we will not be misled. 
Giving ourselves what we need and learning to live self-directed lives requires faith. 
We need enough faith to get on with our lives, and we need to do at least a little something each day to begin to move forward.

Wednesday, April 5, 2006

Co-Dependent No More - Part 1


Co-dependent can seem just like another label unless you have lived it. I grew up in a home where the alcoholic was the center of our universe and everything was done to try and keep him happy ... Of course nothing ever really worked but that didn't stop any of us from trying because we all believed that if we worked really hard to prove to him how much we all loved him, he would see how much we loved him and be MIRACULOUSLY changed ... Of course, REAL CHANGE comes from the inside and nothing any of us did had any effect on him ... but it started a pattern in my life.

I had a lot of love to give, but I never chose people ... I chose "projects" ... as if to prove to myself and the world that IF WE LOVE SOMEONE ENOUGH, THEY WILL SEE HOW VALUABLE THEY ARE AND MIRACULOUSLY CHANGE.  That is a BIG FAT LIE!  It will NEVER work.  People change when and IF they want to change and not one minute sooner. 

I have made reference to Melody Beattie's books before but I don't think I have shared her words in depth.  She is one of the best at putting my feelings into words.
 

 

Co-dependent No More
by Melody Beattie  

She says:

Don't be blown about by every wind. 

  • We don't have to be afraid of people.
  • We don't have to forfeit our peace.
  • We don't have to forfeit our power to think and feel for anyone or anything.
  • We don't have to take things so seriously (ourselves, events, and other people).
  • We don't have to take other people's behaviors as reflections of our self-worth.
  • We don't have to take rejection as a reflection of our self-worth.
  • We don't have to take things so personally.

Set Yourself FREE!  

We aren't the people who "make things happen".  Co-dependents are the people who consistently, with a great deal of effort and energy, try to force things to happen.  

  • We control in the name of love.
  • We do it because we are only trying to help.
  • We do it because we know best how things should go and how people should behave.
  • We do it because we are right and they are wrong.
  • We control because we are afraid not to do it.
  • We do it because we do not know what else to do.
  • We do it to stop the pain.
  • We control because we think we have to.
  • We control because controlling is all we can think about.
  • Ultimately we may control because that's the way we have always done things.  

Never forget that alcoholics and other troubled persons are expert controllers.  We have met our match when we attempt to control them or their disease.  We lose the battles.  We lose the wars.  We lose our selves - our lives.

You didn't cause it.  You can't control it. You can't cure it.  

People ultimately do what they want to do.  They feel what they want to feel (or how they are feeling); they think what they want to think; they do the things they believe they need to do; and they will change only when they are ready to change.  It doesn't matter if they're wrong and we're right.  It doesn't matter if they are hurting themselves.  It doesn't matter that we could help them if they'd only listen to, and cooperate with, us.  

IT DOESN'T MATTER.  

IT DOESN'T MATTER.  

IT DOESN'T MATTER.  

IT DOESN'T MATTER.  

Furthermore, people will punish us for making them do something they don't want to do, or be something they don't want to be.  

The only person you can now or ever change is yourself.  The only person that it is your business to control is yourself.  

Detach.  Surrender.  Sometimes, when we do that, the result we have been waiting and hoping for happens quickly, almost miraculously.  Sometimes it doesn't.  Sometimes it never happens.  But you will benefit.  You don't have to stop caring or loving.  You don't have to tolerate abuse.  You only need to put your emotional, mental, spiritual, and physical hands back in your own pockets and leave things and people alone.  

For each of us, there is a time to let go.  You will know when the time has come.  When you have done all that you can do, it is time to detach.  Deal with your feelings. 

Face your fears about losing control.  Gain control of yourself and your responsibilities.  Free others to be who they are.  In so doing, you will set yourself free.    

Remove The Victim

What is the one thing co-dependents do over and over?  What is it we do that keeps us feeling so bad?  Co-dependents are caretakers - rescuers.  They rescue, then they persecute, then they end up victimized.  This is it.  This was my pattern.  This is what we repeatedly do with friends, family, acquaintances, clients, or anybody around us.  

We are the rescuers, the enablers.  We not only meet people's needs, we anticipate them.  We fix, nurture, and fuss over others.  We make better, solve and attend to.  And we do it all so well.  "Your wish is my command" is our theme.  "Your problem is my problem." is our motto.  We are the caretakers.  

I am not referring to acts of love, kindness, compassion, and true helping - situations where our assistance is legitimately wanted and needed and we want to give that assistance.  These acts are the good stuff of life.  Rescuing and care-taking aren't.  

We rescue "victims" - people who we believe are not capable of being responsible for themselves.  The victims actually are capable of taking care of themselves, even though we and they don't admit it.  This victim, this poor person we have rescued, is not grateful for our help.  He or she is not appreciative enough of the sacrifices we have made.  The victim isn't behaving the way he or she should.  This person is not even taking our advice, which we offered so readily.  This person is not letting us fix that feeling.  Something doesn't work right or feel right, so we rip off our halos and pull out our pitchforks.  

Most of the time, the people we rescue immediately sense our shift in mood.  They saw it coming.  It's just the excuse they needed to turn on us.  People resent being told or shown they are incompetent, no matter how loudly they plead incompetency.  And they resent us for adding insult to injury by becoming angry with them after we point out their incompetency.  

What do we do?  We feeling helpless, hurt, sorrow, shame, and self-pity.  We have been used ... again.  We have gone unappreciated ... again.  We try so hard to help people, to be good to them.  We moan, "Why?  Why does this always happen to me?"  

Many co-dependents, at some time in their lives, were true victims of someone's abuse, neglect, abandonment, alcoholism, or any number of situations that can victimize people.  We were, at some time, truly helpless to protect ourselves or solve our problems.  Something came our way, something we didn't ask for, and it hurt us terribly.   We don't feel lovable, so we settle for being needed. 

We don't feel good about ourselves, so we feel compelled to do a particular thing to prove how good we are.  

Giving to and doing things for and with people are essential parts of healthy living and healthy relationships.  But learning when not to give, when not to give in, and when not to do things for and with people are also essential parts of healthy living and healthy relationships.

 

Isn't that comforting?  Doesn't it feel better to know that someone else has felt the same way we do?  Doesn't it help to know we are not alone?  

Tuesday, April 4, 2006

From Inside Out And Upside Down ...


A lot of blogs write about addiction ... Some people are in the middle of active addiction and may not even realize it.  Others are beginning their recovery with white knuckled sobriety.  Some have settled into recovery, always being mindful that there is a part of our lives where we must never let down our guard ...
 
Recovery is never pretty and neat.  Every hidden issue comes bubbling to the surface in the most unattractive way.  Those issues surface when we are under stress and usually when it it's the LEAST convenient!

I have come to a calm, peaceful chapter and I have to admit I enjoy this peaceful place ... But
my life hasn't always been so peaceful.  It's only been a few years since my world was turned upside down and chaos ruled the day! 

I am an addict.  I am not addicted to drugs or alcohol but I am addicted to dysfunctional relationships.  I have had and always will have a weakness for someone with a story.  I am a co-dependent and as a co-dependent, I have wasted most of my life trying to "save" people who didn't really want to be saved! 
 
Co-dependent rescue missions never really work out.  In fact, it's like playing with fire and guess who gets burned?  That's right.  The co-dependent!
 
My last "project" was a particularly disturbed man named Aydan.  I was as determined to "help - change - fix" him as he was determined to stay exactly the same.  No woman was going to change him when he already knew "he was perfect in every way"!  In the war for control ... there were a lot of casualties, but the relationship was the first to go!  Aydan abused me.  Things just kept getting worse and worse until one day he threatened me with a loaded shotgun.
 
No one had ever made me feel so unimportant ... so insignificant ... The experience shocked me!  I didn't know what to think.  In the confusion and the process of sorting things out, I found REAL HEALING ... the kind of healing that worked it's way into every cell and every fiber of my being ... I had to ask myself HARD QUESTIONS and look for the REAL answers.  I had to reprogram the old habits and the old ways of doing things.  Out of necessity, I had to stop taking care of everyone else and really take care of me ... not just the recent hurts but to reach for the ones from way back and deep down ... I had ignored a lot of hurt.  I couldn't ignore it anymore.  It was time to clear my mind and my heart ... and in the process, the chaos quit swirling around me and I found a peace and calm I never would have imagined possible!
 
Does it mean that I am floating on a lotus flower in the middle of some heavenly cerulean blue sea? 

Of course not!
 
Does it mean that my life turned totally perfect and I never have any challenges? 

Of course not!
 
Does it mean that no matter what life deals out next, I know that I know that I will be okay? 

ABSOLUTELY!  
 
It might be rough going sometimes but I'll be okay ... I might grumble.  I might complain.  I might cry!  But, I won'tgive up!  From the minute trouble appears on the horizon, I will remind myself that it just means I have a lesson to learn and more work to do!  I'm not afraid to learn something new.  I'm not afraid to change if I need to change.  I'm not afraid of work.
 
Learning, Change and Work all have their own rewards ...
 
My relationship with Aydan was not LOVE or PASSION.  It was ADDICTION.  Aydan painted a beautiful picture of himself and his life and I was so mesmerized by the image, that even when the picture was falling apart right before my eyes, I held unto that false image and false hope the way any addict holds on to their first high.  I got lost in the addiction.
 
Addiction is getting hooked on something that isn't really good for us. 
 
The more we become addicted, the more harm the thing we are addicted to brings to our life.  Our bodies suffer.  Our emotions suffer.  Our minds suffer.  Our spirits suffer.  Our hearts suffer. 
 
We lose ourselves.  We lose control. 
 
We begin to hate the thing we are addicted to but we can't see any way to get away from it until one day, something REALLY BAD happens.
 
It's our wake-up call! 

Not everyone reacts to the wake-up call the same way ... I was a hit the snooze button, rollover and go back to sleep and maybe, things will be better when I wake up later kinda girl ... I had several wake-up calls before the LAST one that finally woke me up ...
 
THAT ONE woke me up FOREVER!   
 
It doesn't matter anymore to me who did what or who said what, but apparently, it still matters to Aydan.  Someone claiming to be Aydan or someone claiming to be "his friend" still try to bring that false image back to my life.  It appears that Aydan is unhappy with the way things went in court so he would like to re-try the case ... Aydan's being a bully about it ... insisting on repeating his "story" over and over and over again ...

It takes a lot of work to keep up a false image ... 

Aydan seems fixed on changing my mind about what he did to me instead of changing even one thing about himself ... 
Aydan won't find my mind to be so easily changed as it once was.  There was a time when he could weave the most magical tale and I'd lap it up like a kitten drinking warm milk ... but this kitten was almost poisoned by that warm milk!
 
ADDICTION is what it is ... We can be away from the alcohol, the drug or the relationship for years but we will always be just one sip away ... just one hit away ... just one conversation away from ACTIVE ADDICTION.
 
Recovery is just that!  Recovery means accepting the truth as it is.  The truth is that I have a weakness.  Most of the time, that weakness no longer effects my life or the lives of my loved ones, but I must never forget that it is with God's help and a lot of inner work that I will stay "sober" ... I can embrace most of life, but just like in the Bible story of Adam and Eve, I have this one place I must never go ... not today ... not tomorrow ... not EVER. 

I know I can do it today. 

I choose to live my own life poison-free today ...
one day at a time ...
 
Have you ever been to a bar and seen an old man, sitting in the corner, huddled over his drink, talking to himself?  Did you ever wonder what he was saying?
 
I think I know!  I think he's talking to the drink! 

Every addict wishes they could come to terms with the thing they are addicted to ... Deep down, we always believe - hope - wish that we could control the addiction ... that we are going to be the exception ... that we can find a way to "make friends" with the thing we are addicted to ...

It's kind of like an advanced addiction, where we are no longer using or involved actively with the thing we were addicted to ... but we wish we could "see it one more time" ... to make everything right ... (or so we tell ourselves) ...
 
It would be so easy for me to take all the things I have learned and try to share the goodness of it with my former enemy ... but while that might sound almost saintly on the surface, any other recovering addict will see it as just another way to do an old thing ... and no matter how it's disguised ... It would be "Co-dependent Taylor" firing up the MOST dysfunctional relationship of my life ... one that almost cost me my life!
 
No matter how tempting it is to get pulled back into the addiction ... No matter how good the motive might be ...
 
IF ANY THOUGHT, WORD OR ACTION LANDS US ANY WHERE NEAR THE ADDICTION, WE NEED TO RUN - DON'T WALK - RUN IN THE OPPOSITE DIRECTION!
 
I really don't like being reminded of my addiction!

Would a reasonable person give a recovering alcoholic a sip of wine? 
 
No. 

Would a reasonable person send a recovering addict a care package of drugs? 
 
No. 
 
It's the same thing with me and that relationship!  I don't really want or need any communication from that relationship.  It was a hurtful period of my life.  It could and would hurt me again, BUT only if I let it, and I WILL NOT LET IT!
 
So as politely and clearly as possible, in front of all you witnesses, I'm going to "talk to the drink" and say:
 
  
 
 
Aydan,
 
Aren't you tired of fighting?  You are like a small child who wants to prove to the world that he's a man by punching and swinging and fighting with everyone, but you are still just a little boy and I am not going to hurt you!

I am NOT your enemy.  YOU are YOUR ENEMY! 
When will you see that YOU are your only REAL casualty in this war?  YOU are the only one you are punishing!
 
I have seen you at your very worst and I CHOSE to forgive you anyway, not because of anything you did or didn't do, but because FORGIVENESS is the only option.  So while you swing away at shadows and enemies that don't exist, I'll sit here, quietly, on the sidelines, asking God to bring PEACE to your warring soul. 
 
Can you hear it?
 
Can you hear God's voice telling you that HE LOVES YOU and He wants you to be happy and healthy?  He has a wonderful life planned for you but you have to stop shadow boxing and go on a walk with Him ... It will be okay.

Do you really want to be happy, or have you gotten too good at the war you rage against yourself?
 
I am sorry for your struggles.  I am sorry for the way your struggles caused me to struggle but I can't help you.  Maybe, you are a good person with other people but you weren't a good person with me.  Maybe, I am a good person with other people but I was not a good person with you.  What does it matter now?  None of it was real anyway.
 
REALITY is was what happened after you were gone.  REALITY was when I looked at myself in the mirror and realized that I had to take responsibility for the part I played in what happened to me and work on the things I could to make sure that those bad things never happen again. 
 
In the story of my life, you are a bad guy, but you are also the best/worst mistake that brought my life into recovery ... Things were the way they were. 

There is nothing I can do to change one thing about the past ... but I can change today ... and today, I choose HEALING.  If I am reminded of that unhappy time, I choose, one more time, to forgive you and myself for allowing that addiction to become large enough to almost end my life.
 
I am a recovering addict and impossible relationships are the drug.  I need to walk away one more time.  I need to choose my own sobriety.  I need to continue to do the inner work.  Every time I choose to walk away, walking away gets easier and more acceptable to me and my friends and family.  I am getting stronger and I have a good network of support. 
 
I do understand the effect that you had on my life, but nothing I have learned will be of any value to you.  I don't really know anything about the REAL you or the choices that you made.  I was addicted to the FALSE SELF you projected and the pretty stories you told.  I can't help you figure anything out.  I can't help you.  But you can find your own answers if you choose to look for them.  I wish you all the best that life has to offer.
 
Love and Light from HEALING Creek ...
 
 
 
 
Okay witnesses ... I'm done talking to "the drink" ... I got that out of my system ... Could someone else deal with it now, please?  I need to walk away and get some air ...
 
 

Breathe deep, Taylor.
 
Simple!  That was easy enough ...
 
Breathe again ... Good, Fresh Air!
 
Think about your life.  Count your blessings.
 
Another deep breath ... Goodgirl!
 
Peace and calm are so much easier when they come from the inside out!
 
 

Tomorrow, I'd like to talk to you about co-dependency ... from the inside out ...

 

Monday, April 3, 2006

Life Can Be A Dream ...

 
While I read and study, I live major doses of real life too ... Life is a full-bodied mix of ups and downs and no one ever knows what the next turn or bend in the road will bring ...

But we have today and we have right now ...
 
I live in the woods so I am treated to the best of nature often. 
 
Two mornings ago, the fog was thick as soup ... I could hear the creek and the waterfall and the birds ... I drank my tea and watched 5-6 deer eat corn from the deer feeder.  I sat quietly and soaked in the moment as the fog slowly lifted and rays of early morning sunshine broke through the woods.  The deer raised their heads toward the sun, stood still for a moment and then turned toward the creek.  I watched how they disappeared into the woods and shadows.  I knew they were there but there were moments when I lost them in the scenery, blending in perfectly except for their little white tails.
 
What a treat ...
 
On Saturday night, Joey and I got the idea that it might be fun to sleep on the back deck.  Joey blew up the air mattress and I got some quilts.  It had been a long time since I had fallen asleep under the stars.  We whispered and laughed and talked.  We snuggled and just before I closed my eyes to sleep, I looked at the stars one last time and in that moment, a star streaked across the sky ...
 
PERFECT!
 
I smiled.  I thought I should make a wish.  I smiled again ... There isn't anything else that I want.  I have everything ... so I wish that this will continue.  I smiled and I fell asleep ...
 
Even that moment is a miracle in my life!  I can't count the times I have cried myself to sleep in the past ... So many times, sleep was an escape ... I remember, many times, hoping that I would have a good dream ... But today, most of my life is what those GOOD DREAMS were all about ...
 
This morning ... We rushed around getting ready for the day and the week.  It was thundering and the sky was DARK.  I walked outside and was surprised to hear low and rumbling thunder and HUNDREDS of birds chirping away.  The feeders and the trees were full!  I took a moment, listened to the thunder and the birds, felt the wind play in my hair and breathed in the smell of last night's rain ...
 
Back to work! 
 
I made coffee and Joey made the toast ... I sang to my dog who really doesn't like thunder or rain ... talked to Joey about the day ... reminding each other of things we needed to do today, loading the vehicles, working together to do everything we needed to do to get out the door ...

Life is good
...

Saturday, April 1, 2006

April Fools Day ...

 
(laughing)
Well, April Fools Day to me!
(laughing)
I just typed the most profound, enlightening post (you'll just have to take my word for that! - laughing) and just as I was about to copy and paste it to my blog ... POOF! ... It was gone!
(laughing)
I'm taking that as a pretty good sign I'm not supposed to talk about that right now!
(laughing)
So how about some music?

 

  

Day after day, alone on the hill
The man with the foolish grin
Is keeping perfectly still
But nobody wants to know him
They can see that he's just a fool
And he never gives an answer

 

But the fool on the hill
Sees the sun going down
And the eyes in his head
See the world spinning round

Well on the way, head in a cloud
The man of a thousand voices
Talking perfectly loud
But nobody ever hears him
Or the sound he appears to make
And he never seems to notice

 

But the fool on the hill
Sees the sun going down
And the eyes in his head
See the world spinning round

But nobody seems to like him
They can tell what he wants to do
And he never shows his feelings

But the fool on the hill
Sees the sun going down
And the eyes in his head
See the world spinning round


Oh round, round, round, round, round

He never listens to them
He knows that they're the fool
And they don't like him

 

The fool on the hill
Sees the sun going down
And the eyes in his head
See the world spinning round

                                            - Lennon/McCartney 

 
 
 
WHAT KIND OF FOOL?
                               - Gary Allen

I see you here night after night
All by yourself in the blue neon light
A drink in your hand, a tear on your face
A beautiful woman so out of place
I guess somebody told you goodbye ...
In a million years I couldn't understand why

What kind of fool
Didn't want you
What kind of
fool
Tore your heart in two
What kind of
fool
Didn't do everything he could do
To hold on to you
What kind of
fool



Well, I ain't no saint and I ain't no king
I don't know it all, but I do know one thing
Whoever it was that made you so blue
Never deserved a woman like you
He should be down on his bended knees
Beggin' you to forgive him please
 
What kind of fool
Didn't want you
What kind of fool
Tore your heart in two
What kind of fool
Didn't do everything he could do
To hold on to you
What kind of fool



One day he'll wake up
And realize the terrible truth
He'll see that he had it all
When he had you.
 
 
 
EVERYBODY PLAYS THE FOOL
                      - Aaron Neville

Ok, so your heart is broken
You’re sitting around mopin’, mopin’, mopin’, cryin’, cryin’
You say you’re even thinking about dying
Well, before you do anything rash, baby, listen to this
 


Everybody plays the fool,
Sometime
There’s no exception to the rule,
Listen baby
It may be factual, it may be cruel,
I ain’t lying
Everybody plays the fool

Fallin’ in love is such an easy thing to do
But there’s no guarantee that the one you love
Is gonna love you
Oh, loving eyes they cannot see
A certain person could never be
Love runs deeper than any ocean,
It clouds you’re mind with emotion

Everybody plays the fool,
Sometime
There’s no exception to the rule,
listen baby
It may be factual, it may be cruel,
I ain’t lying
Everybody plays the fool



How can you help it, when the music starts to play
And your ability to reason, is swept away
Oh, heaven on earth is all you see,
You’re out of touch with reality
And now you cry, but when you do,
Next time around someone cries for you

Hey, everybody plays the fool,
sometime
Use your heart just like a tool,
listen baby
They never tell you so in school,
I wanna say it again,
Everybody plays the fool



Everybody plays the fool,
sometime
There’s no exception to the rule,
listen baby
It may be factual, it may be cruel,
I ain’t lying
Everybody plays the fool



Every plays the fool,
sometime
There’s no exception to the rule,
listen baby
It may be factual, it may be cruel,
I wanna say it again
Everybody plays the fool
 
 
 

Friday, March 31, 2006

Making Pancakes

 
 
     
 
 
I got this email this morning ... Good timing! 
 
Yesterday was a tough day for me.  I volunteer with teenagers who have been abused and most days with the kids are interesting.  Yesterday was down right awful.  One of the cases came to court and because of a loop hole in the law, the children were returned to the people who abused and neglected them ...
 
I think the judge was disgusted with the way the case had been handled by the Department of Social Services (Child Protective Services) so he sent the kids back to "punish" DSS ... He sure showed them, didn't he?
 
I don't always agree with the system.  It's not a perfect system by any means, but it's the only system we have.  There is no alternative.  The lawyers want to "take down" DSS, accusing them and any of us "do-gooders" (as one of the lawyers called us) as having an "agenda".  Some lawyers will say anything.  I believe the child molesters are the ones with an "agenda" ...

I cautioned the attorneys yesterday not to burn down a house (the current child protective system) until and unless we have another one to house the many children who really need the system. 
 
 
People tell me that I am wonderful to take time to help kids but it's not me that is wonderful ... It's the kids I meet.  They might learn from me but I learn so much more from them!
 
The kids taught me about courage.  The kids taught me about healing and bouncing back.  Sure they are angry.  Of course they are hurt ... but kids have an almost magical way of not staying anywhere for very long ... They have had rotten things happen in their young lives and yet, they find a way to move on.  Some of them are almost philosophical about what they have been through. 

I suppose an expert could give me a psychological explanation for why some kids do better than others ... I haven't discovered a pattern, rhyme or a reason to what happens or what happens next ... but each one of these kids are like precious jewels that have been dragged through the mud.  Some are more covered than others, but every one of them has a part of them that still shines! 

I am not privy to the inner workings of every child's heart and don't have to be to know that there is a gem in there.  There might be a lot of mud ... but mud is just mud.  It can't diminish the gem.
 
When it comes to our kids in court, I am not good at losing, and I hope I never am.  The kids need as many wins as the Judges will dish out.
 
This story reminded me of the messes we all make ... and the wonderful hope that all messes can be cleaned up with a little love ... the messes the parents make ... the messes the kids might make ... the messes the system might make ... the messes the lawyers make ... the messes the Judges make ... and the messes I make! 

Real love goes a long way ... and some of us have love that will go the distance ...
 
 
Making pancakes 

Six -year-old Brandon decided one Saturday morning to fix his parents pancakes.  He found a big bowl and spoon, pulled a chair to the counter, opened the cupboard and pulled out the heavy flour  canister, spilling it on the floor. 

He scooped some of the flour into the bowl with his hands, mixed in most of a cup of milk and added some sugar, leaving a floury trail on the floor which by now had a few tracks left by his kitten. 

Brandon was covered with flour and getting frustrated.  He wanted this to be something very good for Mom and Dad, but it was getting very bad. 

He didn't know what to do next, whether to put it all into the oven or on the stove and he didn't know how the stove worked!  Suddenly he saw his kitten licking from the bowl of mix and reached to push her away, knocking the egg carton to the floor.  Frantically he tried to clean up this monumental mess but slipped on the eggs, getting his pajamas white and sticky. 

And just then he saw Dad standing at the door.  Big crocodile tears welled up in Brandon's eyes.  All he'd wanted to do was something good, but he'd made a terrible mess.  He was sure a scolding was coming, maybe even a spanking.  But his father just watched him. 

Then, walking through the mess, he picked up his crying son, hugged him and loved him, getting his own pajamas white and sticky in the process! 

That's how God deals with us!  We try to do something good in life, but it turns into a mess.  Our marriage gets all sticky or we insult a friend, or we can't stand our job, or our health goes sour.  Sometimes we just stand there in tears because we can't think of anything else to do.  That's when God picks us up and loves us and forgives us, even though some of our mess gets all over Him. 

But just because we might mess up, we can't stop trying to "make pancakes" for God or for others.  Sooner or later we'll get it right, and then they'll be glad we tried... 

I was thinking. and I wondered if I had any wounds needing to be healed, friendships that need rekindling or three words needing to be said, sometimes, "I love you" can heal & bless! Remind every one of your friends that you love them. Even if you think they don't love back, you would be amazed at what those three little words, a smile, and a reminder like this can do. 

Just in case I haven't told you lately ... I LOVE YOU!!!
 
 
I can say that again for me!  I LOVE YOU!!!