I've been sitting here trying to write a letter to someone who I have been "no contact" with now for four years. You want to know something? The past four years have been glorious. I have no regrets. The only regret I have is that it had to come to this and I will forever mourn the relationship I always wished I had, but never did. I have been criticized and demonized by many family members for this decision, but my question is: where were they when I felt like I was abandoned? No one came to defend me when I was left all alone. No one stood up for me when my feelings where stepped on.
I no longer hold anger in my heart. I don't do any of this out of revenge. That only hurts YOU in the long run. In fact, I found a deeper sense of love, now more than ever, for family as I have stepped back and analyzed the situation as an outsider's perspective. I have learned the art of forgiveness. Sometimes people act out of the only thing they know and by what has been taught to them by other people. I cannot fault anyone who is doing the best with what they were given. Learned behavior is just that. But at some point, when we learn of our behavior that is not-so-pleasant, we have to be willing to fix it. If someone is unwilling, then there isn't much you can do. You cannot change a person that is not willing or will not hear that they need to change. In my case, I am not even allowed to tell this person whose behavior has affected our entire family that their behavior is detrimental. And thus, we are at a loss from the get-go. For those who have truly studied the family dynamic of true NPD, this is a huge reason as to why the problem goes on for as long as it does.
Many people know my story and some friends and family understand and some do not. They think that I will regret what I am doing. I don't know. I guess I won't know until the day I leave this life. As of this moment, I don't feel that I will. Because for once in my life, I am doing what I WANT and what is best for ME. For half of my life, I always did what everyone else wanted and expected from me. I walked on eggshells for years, trying not to upset anyone and apologizing if I did -- even when I didn't want to. Is this me being stubborn? No. This is me loving myself enough to step away from what makes me unhappy and ill. I see it as a contract that has come to an end. The contract has been fulfilled and I send nothing but love to the entire situation now. I can do that now that I have come out of the anger, sadness and stress.
I could easily think of all the hateful words that were spoken ... all of the times that I was left alone to fend for myself ... or all the times I was expecting support or at least an appearance and had to feel the pain of being let down over and over again. Perhaps this is their karma coming back to roost. I don't wish karma on anyone, but I cannot help but wonder. It seems fitting.
Back to the letter I started writing ... AGAIN. I had written a long letter four years ago, only a week after I had declared my "no contact" status and it was intercepted. I'm not sure why the letter was intercepted, but I was told that this family member thought that the person I was writing it to wouldn't be able to handle the truth and it would send them into a meltdown. To me, this was a chess piece type of move. Not only are we continuing to enable the bad behavior, we are continuing to silence family members who need to heal their wounds. It was at this point that I decided to take my pieces off of the board.
As I sit here writing, my entire body starts shaking and I start getting sick to my stomach and I can feel my blood pressure rising in the veins in my neck. It is almost as if my body is physically telling me to stop. I have an online therapist I can use at any