Last night I had my cousin break down and open up to me, admitting he has serious problems controlling his life with drink, drugs and sex. Don’t get me wrong I’m glad people seem to feel they can talk to me now, but for a while I was sat there thinking “God, gimme a break…I’ve not even fixed me yet”
But today I thought, how close am I? I guess the real way in finding out is to see what I understand so far. So, here goes…from my original issues on the original post I will now do my best to explain my actions.
MY ANGER AND THE CHAOS
Well this one is pretty straight forward, my anger issues come from several different sources. My frustration of not understanding certain things plays a big role, for example if I spoke to a girl behind my then girlfriends back I would carry around some guilt. Then rather than accept my role in this guilt I would shift it onto her, blaming her for my need to chat to other girls because she wouldn’t be satisfying some kind of need.
Truth is, this “need” of mine was real, but very unhealthy and something that existed way before my relationship. And even when I was with girls who met those distorted needs it wasn’t enough…but we will come back to this…
The main root of my anger was more about not accepting my past. Holding some much anger, blame and rage for my parents and the pretty shit job they did at raising me. When my ex would say certain things to me that reminded me of my mother it would trigger behaviour patters that just set me off. These behaviour patterns were generally learned coping techniques to deal with situations I was in as a child but I had carried them over as tools into my adult life.
For example, my Mum would be moaning at me saying some really hurtful things. And my way of stopping her would either to be louder or say more hurtful things back to shock and upset her so much that she would stop. Doing this as a child to stop an adult telling you that they wish you were dead and how much they hate you is one thing. Doing this to your girlfriend when she’s just asking you when you might be finished sorting something is another.
THE SOLUTION
Through therapy I’m able to understand more of my parents behaviour and understand that what they did was most probably what they were taught and were coping techniques of their own. I shouldn’t feel i need to attack someone showing that they are vulnerable, even if it is a real unhealthy way. Life is about helping others, and I’m learning to accept my parents were not the immortal gods we make out, but people with everyday lives and a childhood most likely very similar to our own until one takes a stand to understand and change these patterns.
Taking a mindfulness course also helps focus IN THE MOMENT, so when your partner is asking you to do something you don’t allow your brain to jump into a time warp and fire shots. Instead you stay in the moment. Yeah, they might be nagging you, but how would PRESENT YOU deal with this? not young troubled you.
THE FLIRTING AND NEED FOR ATTENTION
I won’t lie to you, unfolding this one left me with an uncomfortable truth. So, I had an amazing girlfriend who loved me very much. I loved her in return to the best of my abilities back then and she did nothing but try to support me and make me happy…….so, why fuck that up?
The answer is simply, because I wasn’t used to healthy, normal and nice. I didn’t know how to be in this situation, instead I would hunt out the familiar to keep myself in this hole where I felt I belong. I had only viewed the kind of relationship she offered me on something like The Waltons where everyone was happy and normal. This wasn’t something I could relate to, and the relationships I learned from were very toxic. Sadly to me, they were “normal” even if I wasn’t aware that this was what my brain thought.
When I was “acting out” with girls behind my girlfriends back I would give the illusion I wasn’t happy, and they would say things like “You should leave her, she is not right for you” etc but, I wouldn’t leave her. Because deep down in my crazy mind I knew that they were wrong, and that she WAS what I wanted, I just didn’t know how to accept it into my life.
As i’m sure i mentioned, my Dad was married to another woman with five kids. Then he met my mother and next thing you know he’s living a secret life with a whole new secret family. Familiar pattern much? I have a healthy relationship, but I want more. Wonder where I picked that up from?
But what makes this problem quite disturbing is the next facts I’m about to share. Despite having a seriously attractive and amazingly fun girlfriend, what kind of woman would I seek to obtain? …..here it comes.
SOMEONE LIKE MY MOTHER!
Yes ladies and gents, that old phycology chestnut where all men want someone like their mother. God…so disturbing. But in reality, my mind was basically given one example throughout life of what a woman should be like, and that was my drug addicted, abuse accepting, open relationship willing mother. So even though I wanted a nice “normal” girlfriend, my mind wanted destruction, and someone who would enable my addictions and problems. I would have emotional affairs with women who were like my mother saying “leave that nice happy home you could have and come back to the destruction and chaos you deserve because the rest is too good for you”
Self sabotaging my chance at a real genuine happiness for the familiar, looking back now I was so blind to it all.
THE SOLUTION: Well, this one is pretty simple. In learning and realising the above I am actually able to basically tell my mind “YOU CAN FUCK OFF MATE, I’M NOT DATING SOMEONE LIKE MY MUM!” and its as if these blinkers have been removed from my eyes where I can’t look a “one of them” kind of girls in the same way. All I see is who they really represent in my head and have to laugh at myself like “No no no, she can stay well away”
Also in understanding my behaviour more I am now able to see patterns before they emerge now. Stopping bullets like in the Matrix before they cause the damage. I’m not saying I’m Neo quite yet, because I still have to look at how the above has effected me in ways i’m not even aware of yet. But in terms of the general acting out? I’m in a much better place.
THE SLEEP ISSUES AND DISTRACTIONS
Hello intimacy, how I would run away from you. Yep, me staying up sat on the computer all night was me being a love avoidant. Not wanting to get close to my girlfriend because I felt I didn’t deserve it, that I couldn’t be who she wanted or because I didn’t know how. So instead I pushed myself into an unhealthy patterns to avoid having to face addressing it all.
Its been four months now and I have only stayed up all night once, and that was because I was paid a lot of money to do so with work. You can avoid it as much as you want, but at the end of the day the facts are there. Lack of sleep will mess with your minds potential to function properly, and what happens to a mind with the above issues when its not running properly? it just goes into default mode and lives in the familiar. Rather than pushing yourself for more, you just accept because you’re already too tired let alone with a ton of thought processing going on.
As for the computer stuff, when you really start a path of recovery you just don’t simply have the time. I still use my computer of corse and still love me some radio shows, but come night time not even 50 new amazing youtube videos could stop me from wanting my bed. I’ve deleted a lot of apps or accounts for things that I find addictive, and though I will return to some of them once my 30 days is over (such as Instagram just cos I like sharing photos with my friends and family) I can honestly say that my days of trolling through mindless content without putting it to use are over.
THE SOLUTION: Routines are not impossible to break, you just have to stick with a new routine long enough to break the habit. For example, it is said to take 21 days of repeating a pattern to form a new habit. I wanted to make sure so I did my new pattern for 66 days.
I found some nice calming tools to help my mind feel at ease (look into ASMR, Mindfulness and Meditation) then literally forced myself to lay down, lights off, no tech other than maybe to play calming audio and then, wa la.
And if you find after a attempts that does not work, then speak to your doctor because they can find ways to help or give you certain medication to help calm your mind at night till you break in your new routine.
Erm, what else?
There is the looking at women on the street. Thats something I’m working on at the moment, but seem to be making progress with. I had set myself a two second rule where if I find myself looking at someone for longer than two I have to tell myself “Stop objectifying that person! they are someones sister, daughter, mother” etc. Which seems to be working, in the sense that nowadays I tend to walk down the street too busy thinking “What work did I have to do later?” or focusing on general mindfulness. I noticed the other day that its been a good while now since I turned around to look at someones bum etc, so progress eh? slowly but surely I’ll be where I want to be.
*I have to be honest here, I actually spend more time looking at car licence plates now to see if I can spot my ex driving about…what a loser eh? still, guess its better than random women and their bums*
Oh and turns out my bad memory could be another coping strategy! apparently its a normal reaction for someone with a past like mine in the sense that I would have to quickly throw things out of my head to help me deal with them. For example if my mum is calling me all sorts of names and saying she hates me, I’d have to “forget” that to be able to deal with the rest of my day. And again, what was a helpful tool to get me through my childhood is now something that effects my life. So I hope with more awareness will also be more brain power in my memory. Win.
I’ll date someone who is not like my mother, who I won’t punish for my past and I’ll have kids who will grow up learning healthy behaviours not continuing a cycle of bullshit. I’ll only have eyes for my woman and I’ll be able to be intimate and present in our relationship and the bedroom.
Till then, I’m working the program and pushing through the mess. And you know what, it feels good to tidy up my mind for once.
Oh yeah, and I’m now trying to help my cousin come to terms with the fact that he needs rehab. He agree’s but says due to work he can’t just walk into that. He has worked himself to a big potential promotion which is good, but I said you can have many jobs, you only have one life. Lets see what happens there.
2015, the year of growing up and coming out of the dark. Hopefully ending with love.