Saturday, December 13, 2014
Be well and keep on exploring your feelings until you get through to the healing side. No my life is not perfect, in fact we had a super stressful year. I thought land developers only came after you in movies, but that is just not so. We are winning, but we got involved in a fight for our lively hood and property this year, due to unethical practices of land developer who knows the system well.
So 2014 is being kicked to the curb this year, but NOT because my toxic family had any part at all in it:) So at least I did not have that adding to my stress level.
Could have done without the land developer too, but that is life.
Posted by Winterskiprincess at 1:46 PM
Friday, June 06, 2014
Wednesday, March 19, 2014
Then I was thinking of the poems I used to write my pets when they died. I thought about this, because it linked to the more recent posts to "family members" dying, and that made me think of other grief. Then I thought why didn't I write poems for Mustache, Leon, Jackie, Stormy, and Jazz. And this made me immediately think of something my NM blogged about how I apparently like to write sappy poems.
I did not even realize this was subconsciously affecting me. Granted I am no artist with words, I know that. This is not why I wrote these memorials to my pets (and a couple of love poems to my husband). It was to somehow represent something that I was feeling inside in that moment. Because NM could not accept that I was no longer her victim, she needed to take a mean spirited shot at me. And I knew that, but thought at the time this would never affect me.
Now I wonder where those poems are and if they have been saved. It's like that day that side of me just shut down for someone I had decided some time ago was not worth my while. Certainly not worth these examples of emotional abuse that was her side of our relationship!
Others have said it's not that ONE thing. It's the constant barrage of things. I for one am so glad that barrage has stopped, so I can continue to get my feet under me and reclaim myself. I love the way those goofy poems make me feel now, remembering how I felt then. So now I will be working on memorials to my other lost pets.
Try not to let people diminish those parts of you. It's hard because sometimes you do not know it happened until much much later, as it happens subconsciously.