On the phone today. A 77yo friend male, talking about a dispute in his
"men's shed" with his president, explains the conflict at a group
meeting. among that story he tells "so I replied to that president "if I
got off my seat you'll be on a one way t...
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On the phone today. A 77yo friend male, talking about a dispute in his
"men's shed" with his president, explains the conflict at a group
meeting. among that story he tells "so I replied to that president "if I
got off my seat you'll be on a one way trip to the hospital". My body
begins to shake listening to this. My fears. No it isnt due to 3 years
as a prison officer 40 years ago, nor conflict from people while
carrying out my duties in semi law enforcement work over 4 decades. I
know the origin- the excessive domination of my mother over us kids, the
instant yelling to cause us to jump out of our skins, the emotional
blackmail that surprisingly lasted well into adulthood, the fear of how
our father will slap us when she meets him at the door hours after a
conflict with her earlier that day, the lack of praise and so on. The
seeds of anxiety were sown early in life and compounded till 27yo in my
case when the volcano of emotion exploded. Now I write about it today
How effective is putting fear into someone? Well, I'm about 130kg,
strong, past experience in defending myself in my jobs and my mother?
90yo now, 5'3" tall and alive and well, so I'm led to believe as I,
along with my sister, have had zero contact for 11 years (our choice).
That's another story but briefly she had ruined my first wedding (1985)
and threatened to ruin my second (2010). Why? control, jealousy,
demanding of attention, but most likely imo a denial all her life to
seek help for some mental illness that likely resulted in us 3 siblings
suffering. Both my sister and I attempted suicide in the 1990's, our
older brother carried it out in 1978 at 26yo. All 3 of us kids bipolar.
The ramifications of fear from a parent can be so effective that I'm
well aware I will fear her following her passing. Why? The echoes in my
mind of her voice, the sternness of it, the control like being in a
emotional straight jacket and her listing all the punishments she can
think of, all the time laughing. The guilt also lingers. See, when you
have a bad parent and you are trying to cope, if that parent also had
nurturing in her veins when you were young, that creates guilt. How
could a nurturer become so evil, it must be my wrong judgement of her?
Those seeds of guilt were in her pocket. I know that to cope with this
fear I have to live with it. But I'm working on forgiveness. Not to her
directly but within myself. To forgive her for being cruel...nah, only
pursue challenges you can succeed at... TonyWK