Hi
Posted: August 11th, 2011, 2:32 am
Hi. I'm Daisy. I listen to the podcast most days on my drive to work. It's so helpful hearing others' stories, how they deal or do not with their complexities. Paul Gilmartin, you make the day easier. Thank you. While I'm okay with so much about my life, I rarely let myself see this, and live it. I'm three years out of a seven-year-long abusive marriage in which I lived in a heightened state of anxiety and fear most of the time. My ex-husband was wonderful 85% of the time, and a raging Hulk the rest of the time (which, he says, I caused). Despite the blood and the broken glass, he couldn't acknowledge this part of himself, and so my doing so has been difficult. He rarely held a job, blamed me for every single failed endeavour he ever engaged in, and frequently denigrated me whenever I showed negative emotions. I was a confident, commanding woman 10 years ago. I'm now a shy, anxious, fearful, depressed, stressed woman with no idea how to be her old self again. I've let go of my need for an apology, but I harbour resentment and anger, and don't know how to let go of it. Somehow, once exiting my marriage, I found myself the other woman to married friend. Abused wife to other woman, and I can't decide which has made me feel worse. I've had only a handful of relationships and have always either been the other woman or the second choice. I feel like I'm good enough to fuck but not good enough to invest real emotion in. And the one man who did profess to love me could also hurl me across a room when I forgot to pick up my towel in the bathroom. Now, I sit around at the beck and call of someone else's man. It's murdering me. I feel like love is a facade, that everyone has an agenda, and that I'm sitting here just waiting to get used again. I don't know what it is about me that gets me in these situations. It's like life is only meant to be good in brief moments, then it's just a delusional, self-questioning ball of I'm not good enough for anyone. But I know I am. I'm highly educated, have a job I love, and have great talents I haven't indulged in since my marriage fell apart. I just don't know how to get myself back. I don't know how to get my creative impulses back. That's why I come here. I have a good support base at home, but I know no one who has been through what I have, and I don't want to suck my friends dry with this all the time. Okay, that'll do. So, that's me right now. Thanks for having me.