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Mental*IllnessAltruisticThoughts&CRYSYALS!!! Last month, I saw a play at the local Theater. The play was "Almost Normal" which deals with mental illness and the impact that it has on the family. The play hit close to home because this was the scenario that I grew up with. I later realized that my mother and I had some of the same challenges. She did the Thorazine trudge and got shock treatment. I figured out at a young age that I can't safely consume alcohol and sought 12 Step help. Mother Dearest was Number #1 on my resentment list for several years. I later realized that mental illness does not define who my mother was anymore than my alcoholism defines me. Healing happens on both sides of the veil. Mum is on the other side while I managed to find 12 Step Solutions on this side. A few years ago, a woman that I've known for years wanted to move to West Virginia. I connected her with my landlord and she ended up moving next door to me. I know both her parents through the 12 Step Community and she lived with us for a while when she was going through a very difficult time in her life. I quickly introduced her to my Quaker friends at a book club outing on a boat at Bluestone Lake. Afterwards, she advised me that she was afraid of water and my friends were too uppity for her. They are an intellectual bunch which is why I like them but not everyone has the same prospective. She also announced that she was no longer attending 12 Step Meetings and registered for the Mountaineer Party which is essentially a "Do Nothing" bunch of folks just in my not so humble opinion. It soon became apparent that I have absolutely nothing in common with this woman since most of my friends are Quakers, political activists , opera lovers, or in the 12 Step Community. Her answer to life is mental health professionals and psychotropics. I tried being a friend but it was impossible. As a , I was often the scapegoat and punching bag for my mother's mental health issues. It seemed like this woman was trying to push me in that role once again. My solution, I moved and left her on her own. I learned that the previous tenant in my current abode was problematic. The folks in the building called her "Sidewinder." The apartment had to be completely refurbished. I was praying that Sidewinder would move into my previous apartment. I later found out that the new tenant likes to have very loud parties. I also found out that the neighbor on the other side has relocated to another side. Sidewinder may be on the horizon for the problematic ex-neighbor after all.  Abracadabra  |
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Forgiveness is a whole lot easier when the other person is in another state or even the other side of the veil versus next door. Abracadabra
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Interesting read! Thanks.
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MY MOTHER WAS A PERVERSE NARCISSIST. FORGIVENESS HAS PROVED BEYOND MY CAPABILITIES. EVEN NOW THAT SHE HAS BEEN GONE FOR MANY YEARS.
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MY MOTHER WAS A PERVERSE NARCISSIST. FORGIVENESS HAS PROVED BEYOND MY CAPABILITIES. EVEN NOW THAT SHE HAS BEEN GONE FOR MANY YEARS. Abracadabra
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I call people like that vampires, they will suck the life right out of you if you let them. Nice blog BTW and good to see you writing again.
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People like that are impossible to deal with. Interesting blog, Star and welcome back. 
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