I was put in foster care after my birth, and adopted at 3 months old. I am also Jewish and was raised Orthodox. This is my healing journey.
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Stop the blame on others for their weaknesses it is always from childhood dysfunction and they were groomed that way. Until they wake up and are aware of how to change you can't blame them.
I just don't know. I have a choice. I don't know why I married him. I do not feel happy here at all. Like I would much rather be alone and not see his sad bleep anymore. It's not that I hate him or don't care, it's just that I had enough. I feel like I have taken all that I could and now I ran out of space. The Rabbi asked, would you rather be alone the rest of your life than be married to him. That is a tricky question. So tricky. I do not know if my mind is playing games with me. But my heart is screaming. I FEEL LOST. Here's the thing. I feel like I married him to prove to myself that my feelings didn't matter. I had just gotten out of an abusive relationship, and I needed to shut down the hurt part of me, so I married someone who would never trigger it. I knew he was safe. But I locked away that pained side of me, and now it just feels abandoned, and I need to let it out. So I must break away from him. Because he does not know how to see it, as I pick...
Yea it's true that I've not been myself the past couple days. Fee sluggish and tired. From the no eating grains or processed sugar or coffee. Spoke to Joe Soll today and he said I am clearly not happy. In my marriage for sure. He said from what I tell him he can see. My husband does not support me emotionally. He uses me as a crutch. He doesn't compliment me. He doesn't encourage me. Heck he barely talks to me. He is always so tired. I am angry and resentful. He said marriage is not supposed to be this. I don't have to stay. He is a grown up, should act like one not a child. I told him how he rages at others in front of our daughter. He said it is abuse and affects her. I agreed. She is better off without parents who are together but don't respect each other. I sighed and felt like crying. With sadness but relief. Someone told me I don't have to take this. I have felt trapped before. I was angry and bitter. I told my husband. He said he tries and is bad wit...
I watched my childhood home videos. It opened my eyes to who I am. I am the scapegoat, the lost child, always in the background, my voice never mattering more than what the grownups wanted out of me. As long as I was sitting quietly, acting cute, learning to do new things as a baby, I was welcome. But with the pain behind my eyes and the longing for attention in every episode that was fully centered around my brother, I was slowly dying. When my sister snapped annoyedly at me for not behaving in line, I sneered devilishly at her and continued. I had no sense of being enough as I was. The only times I enthused about anything was when we were being treated with toys or snacks. It hit me that my mother only saw me as a tool for her interest when, as a 9 month old baby I sat coldly in her arms as she tossed me around and used me as a pawn for my 2 year old brother to show affection to, that when he hugged me my face scrunched up in pain at human touch. But they didn't notice it, and my...
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