Day 14
2nd rest day
Fear. Being afraid.
This is my ugly, detestable (by me), disgusting norm. I’m angry, waking up realizing that of all the 10(?) things I can choose to do today, fear is forcing me or fearing me away.
Every damn thing I want or desire is chained to some fear. …ok, what’s the fear? I believe it’s “you won’t love me if…” So, I hold back, hesitate, and wait any moment for (anybody) to reject me.
That’s always been my biggest rudder in life. I go here, I go there, I turn there, fearing some rejection, turn again remembering (or just imagining) rejection…over and over, again and again. My life is small since I’m always in self-protection mode.
I didn’t come here to analyze smanalyze…
I’m imagining (fear kept me from saying “planning” since I imagined rejection here) staying on this rest period, extending it to 5 days to do an early washout. Then, starting with DR RED. I’ll stack it with my LB custom.
I will give a physical manifestation of this fear. I’m feeling my throat clenching. And for the last 20-25 years, I’ve not felt that regularly. But I have 2ce now in the last week.
I remember feeling this regularly in middle school. I felt abandoned full-time since my brother, the person I was closest to, left home without warning. I felt it in school, and that was hard, being around people reading my unspoken message of “stay away”. I did. From everybody. It kept me from being hurt again, but gawd, I always felt that sting, and I never understood any of it.
And wow, damn, that same “leave me alone” was shown by my own mother. I never saw that until just now. I needed help, but she was pushing everyone away–and my life mirrors that EXACT behavior.
It says “I can’t get any love from you, so stay away from my heart!”
Exactly. Everything stops. Until the next fear arises. Constant hypervigilance.
I’ll stay off subs for a whole 5 days, starting DR in the evenings.
That’s my next step.