Relationships

This is basically my story, and it was difficult, but after 10 years of breaking free from enmeshment. I had to learn to get my own mind, live my life for me, and know no one else. Now my parents are no longer my biological parents, but now they are my stepparents; they lost that right emotionally years ago. #Abuse #CPTSD #BPD #PTSD #Enmeshment #MentalHealth

Today the Church celebrates the Feast of St. Bartholomew, also known as Nathanael. He was one of Christ’s Twelve Apostles and walked with Jesus during His three-year ministry as a friend and devoted disciple.

Bartholomew was open to seeking truth. When Philip invited him to meet Jesus, he asked, “Can anything good come from Nazareth?” Yet he set his rash judgment aside and allowed Philip to lead him to Jesus.

He was honest. Jesus revealed this virtue at once, calling him an Israelite with no guile in him. He asked Jesus, “How do you know me?” He learned that Jesus had seen him sitting under a fig tree before Philip called him. This response, rich in mystery and meaning not revealed in Scripture, convinced him that Jesus was the promised Messiah.

He had deep faith, and his open heart was ready to receive Truth. After Jesus revealed the “fig tree moment” to Bartholomew, he believed and professed Jesus as the Son of God and the King of Israel. Jesus told Bartholomew he would see greater things, and he did. He preached, healed the sick, cast out demons, and brought many souls to Christ.

Like St. Bartholomew, may we seek a relationship with Jesus that is open, honest, and deep.

I spent all day with horrible tummy pain and GI distress. I took 2 tramadol and 2 antidiarrheals and within an hour my pain went down from 9 to 7. After another 2 hours my pain was mostly gone. So I figured that was a good enough time to order us some special ice cream treatos.
I got her Jeni's brand lemon blueberry parfait flavor ice cream. For myself I got Afters brand Ube brownie flavor. Then I got us a 3rd pint to share. It's called midnight caramel river. It's vanilla ice cream with big rivers of fudge and salted caramel.
I feel much better now.
#Relationships #icecreamtreats

Tĥe latest post of @thomas_of_copenhagen made me think of my relationship with psychiatrists.
Since I know about my real diagnosis, which is CPTSD, I've been skipping countless psychiatrist's appointments.
I'm not brave enough to end it and find myself a medical, trauma informed professional. Don't know where to start searching....

Any advice or experience?

About the Effects of Workaholism on Relationship, Those of us that Wait 13 hours alone, to be Reprimanded when family gets home! THANK YOU Mighty

I no longer believe him. She’s passed? I don’t believe it. Call it denial but when? He withholds everything and this isn’t the first death I’ve been kept from grieving over. This is wrong and he knows it. I am sorry that she chose this path and couldn’t speak directly to me. They all are intimidated to the point of silence? What? I’m not suicidal, never have been and I have not been physically violent. I adored her and had no anger left, it is pain and hurt from loosing them, her ecspecially. She was like a mother but chose to ridicule and harass me over the most painful experience in my life. And my own mother, who hates me, told her things, that are lies. Insecure Women, hate me, always have. I know the difference because confident women have zero issue and know how to communicate issues, they ask the hard questions and, they aren’t mean. I cannot be manipulated by them anymore or antagonized, for fun. It is not a relationship that fosters honesty or growth.

After this last six years, I deserve better from anyone in my life. I loved her and everyone around her wanted her to hurt me the worst and they used her. That is why I walked away from her. That is why I’ve walked from my son. Using people to hurt others isn’t something I can stand by even when I need them.And I am alone. I’m going to hurt loosing her the most. I will never understand why or how he could do this.