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PART TWO:  Wounded Attachment

8/2/2017

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(Part two of Free Falling)

So...there I was leaving my husband for another man.

Life became complicated after High Point Market.  I moved into the guest room and Scott and I told the kids we needed some space for a little bit.  I communicated a lot with my new love and we tried to see each other frequently, which was easy because we struck up a business venture together.  We traveled quite a bit. I live in the West, he’s on the East Coast.
 
The first six months were more bliss than heartache.  We were forging a path for the business venture so everything felt exciting and new on both sides of our relationship—business and personal. 
 
Little by little, small issues started to arise.  Social media was one of them.  Robert would ask who this guy was that liked my photo or who that guy was that commented. Clearly, he was feeling unsure about me and I naively thought that because I felt what I did for him, he would understand my love for him was true. I did not take into consideration that we met on social media, which also fueled the fire. 
 
My new love was very open about all activities, which is a good thing considering for years he was seeking love in a lot of places and hid it.  He made a point of telling me that this woman or that woman had a crush on him.  I wasn’t used that kind of thing.  I am not one to call things out like that; I never have been.  I don’t take compliments well and I don’t presume people have ulterior motives even when they do.  In many ways, I innately try to see the good in everyone and everything all the time.  This is a blessing and a curse because sometimes, I don’t see clearly.
 
Several old friends wrote to me on social media—men who I’d known my whole life—to chat online.  One said he wished he knew I was divorcing, he would have stood in line.  That’s the way he is and I just laughed and wrote back I was flattered but was madly in love with Rob. I shared what I wrote with my love with the intention of being fully transparent about anything like that, as he was being with me.  I was surprised to receive his feedback: “I wish you wouldn’t have said you were flattered.”  I honestly didn’t know that was a bad thing to say. I thought it was normal.  Sadly, this came up in fights over and over again for three years.  

One time, after I had openly shared with Robert any communication with the two men I mentioned above and received less than stellar feedback, another man I barely knew wrote to me.  He sent me a photo of myself.  It was odd and I immediately panicked, knowing that somehow it would be my fault.  I deleted the photo but not the message that followed (I don't really know why I did that, even) and then when Robert asked me if that particular man had ever written to me privately, I lied. I didn't want to deal with feeling like I was somehow to blame.  It wasn't right to lie to him, but I did. I didn't know he had looked at my phone while I was out of the room and he saw the message before he asked me the question. 
 
I started feeling really on edge about Facebook all together.  We had made our relationship very public which was freeing but at the same time, I was starting to feel scared to post.  Who would comment that he might feel strange about?  Who would reach out and I would feel like I’m not handling the situation correctly?  I started having dreams about Facebook because we would often fight there, in Messenger.  If he perceived I was hiding something or doing something that threatened him, like saying I was flattered to my friend, then a fight would ensue. 
 
I would dream we would be fighting on Facebook.  I could see the words in my dream.  I have had a tendency in my life to sleep walk and do things like that in my sleep.  I even went on Facebook on my phone, half asleep one time, thinking we were really fighting and I needed to write back. It was clearly consuming my subconscious.  I just kept feeling like no matter what I did, it wasn’t good enough.
 
As for my interactions with Scott, I never felt like I could do anything right there, either.  I'm guessing he felt Scott’s true love for me.  Even though I was totally convinced I had found the love of my life in Rob, I still obviously loved and cared for Scott as someone I was married to for 17 years and who is the father of my kids. I found that if I talked too little with him, it was a problem.  If I spoke too much to him or about him, that was also a problem.  I started to feel like I had to hide all communications with Scott (and delete some, because he might think I’m being too nice) or else I would end up in the dog house.  And I never truly knew what would put me there.

About six months into our relationship, we were at a tradeshow together and he mentions that he noticed I make a lot of eye contact with men, particularly strangers as we were walking down the hallways. I was honestly shocked but I’m the kind of person who does question herself, so I did just that.  Maybe I really did this type of thing and didn’t know it? It’s not intentional—I’ve never been a flirt.  I learned early on in my childhood to make sure I looked people straight in the eye and stood tall and proud.  Maybe I was too proud?  I apologized and made sure he knew it wasn’t intentional. I was not looking for anyone else and I thought he knew that.  Deep down, I remember feeling sad that maybe he misread my pesonality and was still not trusting my love for him.  I thought of him as my “twin flame” – the once in a lifetime love that felt like nothing I’d ever experienced before.  Why would I be looking for anything else?  I wasn’t even looking for him when I met him!
 
The topic of eye contact came up many times over three years.  At some point, I started to go from feeling like he had a point to feeling like maybe this was actually projection on his part.  Maybe he used to make eye contact in a flirtatious way with lots of women and that’s the core of this. I would start to defend myself and plead with him but that just escalated things. 
 
Towards the end of the three years, I casually waved to a guy at a tradeshow who had taken our photo the day before.  I was caught off guard and noticed that he was looking in my direction so I gave a quick wave.  We fought for five hours that night in the hotel room. I was crying uncontrollably and shaking because I felt like I was being accused of doing something wrong.  At one point, he said, “Way to make him feel good, Kiersten.”  This statement brought up so much shame in me that I didn’t even realize I was carrying.  Shame from my childhood abuse.  I clearly, subconsciously, thought I was to blame for my relative raping me and it was now playing itself out 40 years later. 
 
What had I done?  Why did this love hurt so much?  Why did I keep going back even though I knew what I was in for?  When I was being yelled at, I’d go back for more. I remember being screamed at on the phone and he would hang up and I would call him back.  Who does that?  Why would I put myself in the position of enduring more pain?
 
My rational brain was fighting so hard to understand.  Eventually, through therapy, I came to understand two things: 


  1. I’d become addicted to the highs and lows. The dopamine release was something that I got during the lows AND the highs so I was in a constant state of wanting the drug. Life wasn’t just “normal” anymore.

  2. I had successfully dissociated from my inner child and she was surfacing now.  The one who was raped between the ages of 3-6 was at the wheel.  She was literally driving the bus in this relationship and I couldn’t stop it.  What she knew was to trust someone who said he loved her, and then abuse would occur.  To her, abuse equaled love.  Any attention at all was love. It’s still a hard concept for me to wrap my head around but according to psychologists, it's not uncommon at all when it comes to childhood trauma.  
 
Ultimately, I learned that I unknowingly created a wounded attachment to him. Our wounded parts literally drew themselves to one another and then we triggered each other over and over again.   This article, along with therapy sessions, made all the puzzle pieces fit:
 
http://www.goodtherapy.org/blog/wounded-attachment-relationships-of-survivors-of-childhood-sexual-assault-0627135

From the article:  “As a child, depending on when the assault occurred and the developmental stage in which it occurred, the person seeks to please the adult and gain affection, attention, nurturing, love, trust, etc. A child who has been sexually assaulted blurs that idea of love, nurturing, trust, attention, and affection, and begins to believe that the only way to receive love, attention, etc., is to please the “assaulter.” This remains in effect as the child matures into adulthood.”
 
Sure, I was a people pleaser in my marriage with Scott, but there wasn’t any kind of abuse within the marriage at all.  I felt respected and loved, even smothered with love at times. This relationship was showing me that subconsciously I indeed blurred the idea of love when faced with abuse. I was in a constant state of “please the abuser” and I wasn’t getting out of it anytime soon because the feeling of “love” was so strong.
 
My family and friends watched me go from a confident, social woman to someone they didn’t really know anymore who was on edge most of the time.
 
In PART 3, I’ll talk about the physical effects of living in this eggshell world that included literally pulling my hair out and enduring panic attacks. 
 
4 Comments
Kim
8/2/2017 02:57:53 pm

I am so proud to call you my life long friend... I admire your honesty strength and courage to tell your story in hope that it will help other victims struggling to be saved.... You my friend have helped give me strength when I had no idea if I could make it through another day... You have emotionally saved me ... Thank you ❤️

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broken woman
8/2/2017 04:43:20 pm

Hello.
I found you because of a friend who knows "Richard"
I knew him as Bob. I am happy for you and I wish I could be happy but I cant. he has destroyed me inside and out. I hope he wasn't physically abusive to you as well. He made me feel like a piece of trash and then tell me how much he loved me. I was so confused I didn't know what to do. I moved out of the country but its not far enough. Your story eases me that's why I am writing. I see you in me but much more stronger. He put me through hell. I could go on but I wont. I replay our time together from the poems and songs to the soul mate and I cant believe how stupid I was to fall for this abuser. I don't want to but I know in my heart I have to tell you. I contracted a sexual disease from him. I know it was him because I never fooled around our time together. I know because I took a blood test and the doctor told me. he looked at my past tests because of an issue I had and it showed me as clean. I ask him how I could get this disease and he said only from sexual contact. I confronted him at the end and he called me a whore and said he was clean. I didn't believe him and now I must watch myself. I'm so ashamed I haven't had sex since because I'm so embarresed. I hope he will feel the wrath of my savior our Lord. He teaches me to turn the other cheek but its so hard. I thank you for your writings it gives me some solace. I pray I can be like you someday and heal my heart.

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Kiersten
2/19/2018 08:08:35 am

I am so sorry I'm just now seeing this comment. I believe you've written to me outside of this comment and I can't tell you how appreciative I am. And how much my heart bleeds for you. I know what you've lived and it's devastating. And yes, I completely know he was "Bob" in his prior life.

Thank you for being open about the sexually transmitted disease. I believe you know that I contracted something from him as well.

I really hope you understand that he is an A-class manipulator and YOU are a heart-centered person who fell in love with who you thought he was. You were brave to give it a shot and brave to write to me. Please know you are strong as hell to have survived what you did. I pray that when you say "you hope he didn't abuse me physically, as well" that you did not endure that type of abuse. I was not physically abused, aside from contracting the disease because I, too, thought he was clean. I'm pretty sure he knows he's not "clean" but doesn't really care. I did endure severe emotional and verbal abuse and, again, am not surprised he called you a whore and turned it all around on you. Classic abuser tactic.

Were you physically abused? I just can't even imagine the amount of pain you went through. I can feel it reading your comment.

I hope your heart has healed some, since you wrote this message back in August. I know it takes a very long time to heal from this type of abuse so go easy on yourself. It's very difficult to detect in the beginning and it's been his pattern for years and years.

I have come to learn through contacts that were close to him for a very long time that pretty much all of what he said is not true. I don't even believe his stories of childhood abuse anymore. I believe he used that as a way to get close to me and "trauma bond" with me due to what I suffered as a child. Again, master manipulator.

I pray for his kids and his ex. And for all of the women who have crossed his path. Sending you lots of healing. Again, I am eternally grateful for your message. You will never know just how much it helped me heal and validated what I suspected to be his pattern of abuse.

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Kiersten
2/19/2018 07:47:00 pm

I am so sorry because it just occurred to me that I don't think we've been in contact before. I think I am thinking of another woman who lives in the US. I hope you've been able to heal more since writing your comment in August. And I hope you read the latest blog post I just shared on 2/19. Hugs to you and please reach out anytime.

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