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The Healing Power of Logotherapy

"Reaching for the Stars"
Adult survivor of severe child abuse/rape survivor/domestic violence/
emotional abuse/transference in therapy/depression, fear, panic attacks & anxiety... /self-injury (SI)/complex relational trauma/severe PTSD & multiple complex PTSD (SPTSD & MCPTSD)/dissociative identity disorder (DID)​

Life is full of TWISTED turns!

18/8/2019

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In 2009/2010, during the lasts stages of my therapy journey I was searching on FB for anyone who had information about certain people whose names I could remember from my past.  I also wanted to know if my abusive, child molester stepfather was still alive, because, after all the horrific flashbacks I’d experienced in therapy, I strongly felt that he should not be alive to hurt anymore children or destroy any more lives the way he hurt me and messed up my life so much… If he is still alive, he should be in jail… so it haunted me not knowing whether he was dead or alive! 
 
Yesterday, I saw on my Facebook notifications, messages from my mother!  Somehow, she found my posts on some random search page, from so long ago and responded.  She responded as if she was a stranger, even though my name was right there as I had asked the question. 
 
My reaction to seeing her name pop up on the notifications and reading her stranger responses to those three searches I wrote so many years ago, was extremely disturbing to me. 
 
I knew that I needed HELP immediately to process what was going on in my mind and body, because I was having such a strong negative reaction. 
 
There are people even very close family who have always favored my mother and have never believed anything we’ve told them about her, so I could not turn to them for help, so I sent a message to three people who I felt I could trust most to respond in the right way to help me in the moment… another hasn’t visited in a while, so I felt that perhaps he was too busy to reach out to.
 
I messaged in a disjointed way, because that’s how I was feeling
 
“HELP!  Mother contact on Facebook! I feel sick… frightened… shocked!”
 
It was truly a horrible shock for me to see her name pop up.  I did not even know until yesterday if she was still alive.  I think I was in a comfort zone of not knowing anything… because the not knowing anything was better than the KNOWING… the knowing (if she was dead), would have brought too much pain… (and that she was alive) … FEAR! 
 
SHE’S ALIVE!!!  DANGER! DANGER! DANGER!
 
One of the friends mentioned recently that her phone is broken, so I guess she never received my message.  My other friend was very helpful, in just listening and talking me through it. And the third was also very understanding and in acknowledging my fear without any judgment or doubt in what I was telling him, he made so much difference as well.
 
Our conversation after my HELP! message went something like this
 
Me
it’s on another page where you can search for people.  I was looking for people ages ago during my therapy journey.  I can’t believe my reaction… real fear… anger and tears… head tight and heart pounding!  Blood pressure up, I guess! (and very tired… deep sleep escape tired) But I will be okay… 
 
(Typical of me to add the last sentence, because I don’t want the person that I’m sharing with to worry too much after I’ve shared what’s worrying me so much!)
 
Me
My mother disappeared after practically telling me to F off in 2013 (on Mother’s Day when I was reaching out to her with my love).  I didn’t even know if she was still alive… so it was a huge shock!
 
Friend (His acknowledging and non-judgmental response)
Oh my, that must have been an extremely emotional experience – displacement – almost out-of-body
 
Me
IN 2009, I WROTE ON A SEARCHING FOR MISSING PEOPLE PAGE.  SHE MUST HAVE JUST FOUND IT.  RESPONDED LIKE A STRANGER WHO HAD INFORMATION FOR ME… AND I MUST CONTACT HER…
 
Friend
Very, very strange.
 
Me
Horrible beyond words… feeling panicked… even heart palpitations while I’m writing this to you… so I’d better get busy again!  Busy works 😊
 
Friend
And you’re not going to contact her, right?
 
Me
Right now, I can’t answer that… CAN’T BREATHE EITHER!
 
Instant sense of danger… like I’m imagining (intrusive thoughts), that she wants to know where I live so she can organize to kill me.  On the FB page I wrote that I was writing a book about my life and needed to know about or contact certain people…
 
I need my mentor.  I sent her a message, but she’s on Shabbat…
 
MUST WORK!
 
Friend
Well, you’re not in any danger
 
Me
You don’t know my mother… I’ve seen what she is capable of… very vengeful and powerful!!!
 
Friend
She knows nothing about your current life
 
Me
She might know everything!  That’s the scary part… I wonder if she has seen my blog and now wants to silence me… she’s seriously very dangerous…
 
Friend (still acknowledging my fear… which makes him one of my rare True Friends)
You can make a statement at a police station
 
Me
Who would believe me… she’s so clever… so manipulative… scary as HELL!
 
Friend
It would be the craziest story, I promise you.  And you have every right to do it.
 
Me (sent at the same time as he wrote and sent the above)
I think I need to take some Alzam to calm down… talking about her is making it worse.
 
Friend
Yes, do so.  The pill will work inside of 10 minutes
 
Me (in response to his “craziest story” comment)
Haahaahaaa!  Just what the doctor ordered!  You’re the best!  Feeling much better.  Paradoxical intention… you’d make a great logotherapist :D
 
Friend
Seriously though, if you have a genuine fear, lodge a statement and make it known that you have done this and hint as to what it contains
 
Me
Bless you dear friend
 
End of our conversation
 
I know that there are many out there who will not believe the extent of my fears or the reality of them… you never knew our mother like we knew her.
 
Part of me has longed for my mother’s love all my life… but the woman who scares me so much… I cannot let her near no matter what… too much of a threat to my safety (emotional and physical)
 
The only way I could accept her is if she is dying and I could nurse her for her last days here in this world.  I would love to do that for her (for me), to show her what true love really looks and feels like, even if I could never have it for myself from her.  She would not be a danger to me if she was on her death bed, and I could be her nurturing, loving daughter. I wish I could have that opportunity.  But while she lives free to work her dangerous games, I cannot trust her.  I imagine that now that she knows I’m writing a book; she will do everything in her power to manipulate the contents of my book, even by playing the loving mother cards to get what she wants from me.
 
No… I cannot and must not get involved with her now… I cannot trust her EVER!   
 
I made my decision.  I did Like her comments on the Facebook page to acknowledge her “stranger response” to my search.  But I won’t be contacting her.  I blocked her from looking at my Facebook page and that is about the best I can do to protect myself at this stage. 
 
My blood pressure is still up… still heart palpitations and headache… still deep sleep tired and FEAR!!!  Not feeling safe!
 
I don’t expect anyone else to believe me or understand… YOU NEVER LIVED WITH HER! Unless you’ve ever known RAW FEAR as a child… repeatedly over many years, continuing into your adulthood… how could you believe or understand what I was feeling yesterday and what is still haunting me today. 
 
She is very political… she will have contacts!  
 
SHE SILENCED ME ALL MY LIFE… I DON’T CARE HOW OLD SHE IS… SHE CAN AND WILL STILL FIND A WAY TO DO IT IF THAT’S HER PLAN!  MY FEAR IS REAL!
 
Yesterday I kept as busy as I could… my way of dealing with the HORROR inside of me.  I washed and cleaned, watered the garden, swept and washed some more.  Made a cake for my nephew… told my daughter about what had happened when she called, and she came straight over.  She is an incredible support and a true friend. We went to visit my Dad and gave my nephew his cake.  It was a lovely visit and I felt so much better afterwards, but when I came home, I just kept working… started to “cook for the nation”… mixed over 1 kilogram of mince with chopped onions, green peppers, garlic, and herbs… divided it and put rice into half of it for my youngest son.  We had bought a sack of gem squash the day before, so I filled 12 halves… six for my son and six for me and baked them.  They were still hot from the oven when he arrived home at 20h30… I’d only just sat down when he arrived home and even my dishes were washed already by then!  We ate two stuffed gem squash each, and they were delicious… and I packed the rest for the freezer.  The I divided the left-over mix for another meal another day and packed that also. 
 
Visiting and keeping busy helped me to get through yesterday.  The Alzam calming/relaxing tablet I took earlier in the day helped me so much and I even had a good night sleep thankfully. 
 
Thank you for sharing with me… (please Like my posts if you read them, even if they are not happy posts.  It helps me to feel as though I have friends out there walking by my side on my journey and I’m not alone.  I’m grateful for all who acknowledge my posts here… thank you so much)
 
~ Panayiota
 
P.s.  On my Greek Name Day, I went to visit at my dad’s house to celebrate my nephews 19th birthday with them all there.  It was such a lovely time, that it felt just like old times… like everything was back to how it was before, or at least as close as it’s ever going to get and that’s good enough for me right now.  When I arrived home, I was surprised to see that my green balloon was starting to shrivel… I imagined then, that it had done what it came to do… it had given me hope and helped me to hang on for as long as needed, and now it was going to leave me.  I loved that Green balloon and the comforting message of HOPE that it gave me to hold on…

JUST HOLD ON… THERE IS ALWAYS HOPE, NO MATTER WHAT.

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6 Comments
Anne-Marie Felcia
19/8/2019 10:21:22

Dearest Panayiota, I will always walk beside you and I will be there for you when ever you need me - just to listen, hold your hand, give you a hug and love you.

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Panayiota link
19/8/2019 10:44:11

I am so grateful for true friends like you dearest friend. If only you knew what a difference you make, just by knowing you are always there no matter what. I am so blessed to have you in my life ♥

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Dana
19/8/2019 23:06:12

What an experience. Chilling and surreal at the same time. What struck me most is your unconditional love and need to love her in her old age. You are a true inspiration. Thank G-d for your deep wisdom and discernment As tempting as it is especially for the inner child to rekindle a relationship, your safety (physical, psychological and spiritual) is what is most important right now..Good on you for blocking any attempt for contact right now. I believe every word and every perception you have about her. No one us more authentic than you.

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Panayiota Ryall link
20/8/2019 07:29:32

Thanks so much my dear Dana, I really appreciate your words and especially that you were there for me when I desperately needed to talk it through in my moment of FEAR-panic! You really helped me to feel less afraid and less alone in the world and to get grips on that moment in time so as not to sink too deeply into the darkness of it! Bless you ♥

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Shev
21/8/2019 03:56:35

Yikes!! No wonder the green balloon shriveled and died. Mother!!!
Shudder moment.
Avoiding certain people to protect your emotional health is not weakness, it’s wisdom.
Therefore continue to be wise.

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Panayiota Ryall link
21/8/2019 13:02:39

Thank you my sister. Having your understanding support and YOUR wisdom is more than I could ever have hoped. I am so grateful to you for responding in such an affirming way... you lived with her too, and if it wasn't for you growing up with me in that painful situation, I would never have made it. Your wonderful way of handling life with humour is what pulled me through. I always said, that nobody except you and Jonathan could ever make me belly-laugh so freely. I love being around you both for that reason.

My little green balloon is nearly done... I actually felt very sad when I held it this morning... tears-sadness, because it has given me so much hope while it lasted...

I need to hold onto that hope, because I do need my family's love to survive. I might write about that soon... then I will need to stop writing and get my book done instead.

I love you so much forever ♥

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