April 28, 2015
(THE BOOK) Chapter 27: Monkeyships
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May 1st, 2015 at 2:35 pm
With hindsight I can see how I had expectations of my first partner based on my unmet needs. I wanted someone to make up for a missing Dad. Yet I wasn’t aware of this, in fact I prided myself on how tolerant I was…in truth I kind of had a hidden set of criteria against which I measured my partner. Of course I’d keep myself hidden, my real feelings, after all, telepathy was another quality I expected him to have..!
While I didn’t argue, I’d fester inside blaming him…
It does boil down to concern testing on being/looking after yourself, and let go of expectations if others to have any chance of a healthy relationship I’ve learnt…
Thanks for very clear post.
Al 😀
May 4th, 2015 at 10:52 am
Steve, what if you try to surrender, really make the decision to do so and it even starts working but the other person reacts to what you had been doing before, imposes such strict conditions on the relationship that you feel that you have no breathing space left. You actually feel like you have been totally erased and abandonned. You wanted to surrender, you were trying to, and it was even yielding results. Maybe the other person did not see the change…? And now, it seems like they want you to surrender again, but you feel like you can not. It feels too dangerous and like self-betrayal.
BTW, this might have happened in my therapy… I am not sure about it, but it is a possibility.
May 4th, 2015 at 1:40 pm
Without more details I can’t be sure what sort of relationship you’re describing (either the personal one or the therapeutic).
But it’s obviously true that some people are not to be trusted, that they’re both able and willing to exploit a relationship, to satisfy themselves even at the expense of their partner, and not healthy enough to response to healthy surrender by reciprocating. Narcissists, for example, or abusers of all stripes, or people who are just immature emotionally.
I wouldn’t recommend risking surrender or openness or vulnerability with such people. It’d be the emotional equivalent of taking a knife to a gunfight.
May 5th, 2015 at 3:47 pm
Thank you Steve. I really appreciate the reply. Yes, it was the therapy relationship. The feelings of not being able to breath, being erased and abandoned were mine. They could have occurred because of past trauma and abandonment (in a sort of transference), but to me it felt like reliving the whole thing. There was no space left to discuss all this with her, so I am working with a consultant therapist to try to understand it. But it is complicated to sift through the layers of my history and the therapy.
I know that I had had a hard time trusting her earlier and then I got to a point where I had decided to “surrender”. That came after a big rupture with her. But a few months after that, therapy changed completely, which lead to the feelings I have described above. During those intermediate months, after the surrender and before the changes, I really felt the positive effects of the surrender. I felt more open, more warmth in my relationships, more interest in people and definitely more hopeful.
I am still trying to find out what happened. But one theory I had was that all this happened because of my earlier mistrust and the issues that lead to the rupture because I am sure that nothing big happened when the changes were made. Maybe I surrendered too late… But no matter what, I have gotten so hurt that I now do not feel like surrendering again.
Generally speaking though, I guess a good question would be how is it that one knows who is a good person to surrender to and who is not?
May 5th, 2015 at 5:11 pm
Maybe this is a language problem, but I’m not sure what we’re talking about here.
I don’t think in terms of surrendering to a person. I may surrender to events, or outcomes, or situations beyond my control.
With other people I’m more likely to work on detaching — i.e., not trying to control what they do, feel or think. For example, I’ll try to detach from the opinion of a judgmental person, or the behavior of a gossip, or the defensive reaction of someone with whom I share my feelings.
I think of detachment, acceptance and trust as forms of surrender, ways of trying not to control what I can’t control anyway. But the phrase “a good person to surrender to” sort of creeps me out.
If what you’re really asking is “How do I decide who to trust?”, my answer is: Ask your stomach. Listen to your radar. Trust your gut.