Missokyst
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excuse the non caps i am typing from a poorly lit room. how does someone stop the need to control? my submissive personality may be natural or an extension of my upbringing. I was potty trained by 11 months. Could speak in full paragraphs to communicate maybe at 14 months, slow by the standards of my sister who excelled at verbal skills by age one. At family gatherings I learned to sit quietly at the table or on the porch, or if the situation allowed i could draw. my siblings and I are all 4 yrs apart and i was the baby. my sisters are 8 & 12 yrs older than i, respectively, so no real bonding occured. it was expected that i be... good. the example, not for my siblings but for show, my sisters and brothers long missed that boat. and i guess i was complacent, naturally quiet naturally wanting to be, not bad. in school i was the kid forced to sit next to the trouble makers, the bed wetters, the generally shoved to the back, children. I didnt complain or ask to be moved, unlike most of my contemporaries. instead i developed the ability to sprout hives. hives have saved me on more than a few occasions. the thing is, i think my upbringing made me anal. i try to control things should not be controlled. right now i am sitting in a hospital room the reasons are not important other than to say it is a result of my anal nature. my body rebels, hives, weight, blood pressure are probably driven by this need to feel some control. and today i almost left the hospital because people at home cannot control my moms behavior. she went into my room and decided to change my linen and wash. i dont even like her to do hers, as she ends up tossing some fiber thing in the wash accidentally. i went ballistic, my pressure rose. i know because when they let me know she would not be stopped when the nurse had my arm in the cuff. i am submissive because i have this need to be good. and because i am so tired of needing to feel in control. odd, huh? it is the only time i really relax. right now i am still too involved with my moms care to find a relationship. but truthfully, even when mom passes on, i know i will be thinking of making sure my adult daughters and i are doing well. and what man is going to be ok with my feelings of responsibility to my girls will always be high on my list of priorities. no question there.. just the reality of who i am. i want to relax. i want to let go. i know it is affecting my health and it would be so nice to say, the hell with it all. but... probably not possible. so... how do i find a half step?
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pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding ~Gibran, Kahlil “The truth is, everyone is going to hurt you. You just got to find the ones worth suffering for.” ― Bob Marley
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