LESSON ONE -
DENIAL
“They cried to the Lord in their troubles, and he rescued
them! He led them from their darkness and shadow of death and snapped their
chains!” Psalm 107:13-14
1.
What areas
of your life do you have power (control) over? Be specific. Knowing that God has ultimate control over my
life, but he has given me free will, I acknowledge there are things I have more
control over than others.
a.
I have
control over whether or not I take responsibility for my own actions and
decisions
b.
I have
control over how I treat the temple of my body – what I eat, when I work out,
how I care for myself
c.
I have
control over my attitude each day, and the way I choose to treat other people,
even when I’m struggling
d.
I have
control over whether or not I choose to extend grace in times of challenge or
conflict
e.
I have
control over how I spend my money, and specifically whether I am disciplined
enough to tithe
f.
I have
control over whether or not I keep the promises I make to others
g.
I have
control over my integrity, my work ethic, my kindness, generosity, and love
toward others
2.
What areas
of your life are out of control (unmanageable)?
Be specific. To be completely
honest, I don’t feel like there is much in my life that is out of control or unmanageable
right now. I have worked on my own
recovery for a long time, and continue to benefit from putting in the necessary
work. But, there are some areas of my
life that aren’t where I’d like them to be – areas with room for improvement:
a.
My
finances – I would like to have less debt.
I used to be of the mindset that more, bigger, better, prettier toys
were better, and I don’t typically exhibit good impulse control – if I want it,
I buy it! I think “things” were my way
of trying to fill a void for a lot of my life.
And I could always justify my purchases by the fact that I am well paid
and I don’t have kids, so who else should I spend my money on, right? So I have a beautiful, but very expensive
car, a stunning bright yellow Harley (that I rode twice last summer), beautiful
furniture that’s just over a year old (but it was 24 months no interest!), and
so on. But over the past year or so, I
feel God has changed my heart – and he’s showing me that I no longer need the
“things” to fill the void, because HE has filled it up! I’m learning that simple is better, so I have
begun looking at ways to improve my financial outlook, and what steps and
decisions I can make to reduce the amount of money I’m spending on “things.”
b.
My weight
– As I mentioned last week, I have been overweight since childhood, and
I’ve obsessed over it nearly every day of my life. Being last pick for the dodge ball team,
always being the fat chick among my girl friends, and being the notorious “girl
with the pretty face” who the hot guys asked to hook them up with my FRIENDS, led
me into a deeper “fat hole” than genetics had. And my own grandmother never
failed to mention that I had gained a few pounds, even when I was 7 and 8 years
old, despite the fact that it’s her genetics that were passed down to me! So
emotional weight gain has been my middle name, and genetics work against me, so
here I am. But also as you know, I’m 19 pounds down on my new lifestyle
endeavor and I give God the credit this time – for putting my mind at peace
with the process, and allowing myself imperfection and “life” on the journey.
3.
How do you
think taking this first step will help you?
I think taking the first step will help me to identify areas in my
life that have contributed to who I am - my hurts, habits, and hang-ups - but
the ones I’ve stuffed so deep inside – so long ago - that I had forgotten they
exist and I’ve lost all awareness of the impact they have on my everyday
life. I think this step will help
reinforce for me that I’m powerless, but God is in control and HE’S GOT THIS! I don’t have to worry or fear the future, because
he’ll be guiding the ship, and he promises in Deut 31:6 to never leave me nor
forsake me. I think by identifying
additional hurts, habits, and hang-ups, I will get a taste of the freedom
created by breaking the chains that have bound me for so long. It’s a weight-lifting thought (no pun, har
har) to know that God has this – it’s his – and by giving it to him, I am freed
up to focus on other things like HIM, and giving and serving others. It’s like being given permission NOT to worry
… how awesome is that??
4.
As a
child, what coping skills did you use to get attention or to protect
yourself? To get attention:
a.
As a small child, under 5 years
old, I honestly don’t remember doing anything to gain attention, because I knew
I wasn’t going to get it. I was 2.5 when
my sister was born, and my mom seemed to forget she already had a child. I remember being very lonely because my dad (who
was my hero) worked all the time, my mom spent her time focusing on my sister,
and I spent most of my time by myself. I
remember getting yelled at a lot by my mom, presumably because nothing I did
was ever really right, as far as she was concerned. I suspect this is when I decided to block so
many memories of my childhood, and when I decided that being in control was
safer than being vulnerable to hurts and disappointments.
b.
I became a people pleaser, seeking approval from
people other than my family very early.
When I was 7, my parents put me into a girls’ group to help me overcome –
get this – shyness. I know, right?? Obviously, I got over THAT! Anyway, I was forever giving the other girls
things – small gifts, home made cookies, whatever. The therapist soon had to ask my parents to
stop allowing me to bring gifts to group, so that I could finally have an
opportunity to experience friendship for no other reason than just being “me!”
c.
As
a teen, I used sex appeal to get attention – most often without realizing that
was what I was doing. I developed very
early – my period at 10 and boobs shortly thereafter – and the boys started
paying attention, but never for the right reasons. They were fascinated with me, don’t get me
wrong, but I was still just the fat girl.
To protect myself:
d.
I used humor. I was always the kid who threw out
a joke or made a sarcastic comment to break the tension at times when there was
noticeable stress.
e.
I also used seclusion. I would retreat to my room or go to a place
away from whatever was going on. I think
I often did that because I believed that nobody wanted me around, and I
wouldn’t be missed. I recall fairly
regularly packing my little pink suitcase full of clothes and dolls, and
sitting in the car until somebody agreed to drive me to my Granny’s house. It
felt like my mom didn’t like me since she yelled at me all the time, but I knew
Granny loved me, and she would take care of me. I was just a kid – I needed to
be taken care of!
f.
I used food.
I fed my fears and sadness with food, which added to my weight
problems. I learned to cook several core
meals – since I often had to fend for myself – and I always went for comfort
foods like macaroni and cheese. I believe
I thought (subconsciously) that the added pounds helped pad me on the outside
and protect me on the inside from additional hurt and disappointment.
5.
In
your family of origin, what was the “family secret” that everyone was trying to
protect? We had LOTS of
secrets!! We had a dysfunctional family,
and we didn’t put on airs about it, but things started oozing out of the
woodwork! We all knew my (maternal) grandfather
was an alcoholic and had sexually abused my mother as a child, and that my
Granny was a closet drinker. We knew
that my mom got pregnant at 18 - the first time she ever had sex (which was
with my dad) – in the back seat of a Hudson and was not allowed to “walk” for
high school graduation. We all knew my parents
were miserable and fought all the time, but as a kid I didn’t realize my dad
was routinely cheating on my mom – so maybe THAT was a secret. Now my mom has an alcohol problem and has
spent time in jail for DUI and shoplifting (she’s a clepto). My dad has been married and divorced three
times, most recently to a woman 7 years my junior, and I have an 11 year old
little sister. More of what we DIDN’T
know came to light when I was in college.
The family found out that my (paternal) grandfather had an affair during
the war and fathered another son just 6 months younger than my dad. THAT was interesting. Also, my mother had a younger brother,
Shannon, who I remember, but nobody ever talks about. Shannon was the troubled kid. I believe he had drug and alcohol problems,
and it would appear he had anger issues.
Shannon beat his girlfriend’s daughter and ended up in jail, where he
later died due to an apparent lack of attention when he became sick. Nobody ever talks about it though, so I don’t
really know the full story.
6.
How do you
handle pain and disappointment? Most
of the time, I handle it quite well.
With the amazing counselor I have, and the work I’ve put into learning
new tools to help with my own recovery, I believe that I do a pretty good job
of maintaining my composure and looking at the reasons behind the pain or
disappointment, rather than always taking it personally and wondering what “I”
did wrong. I try to accept people for who they are and what they are capable of
giving, rather than what I WANT them to give.
BUT recently I’ve realized that sometimes - when I’m disappointed or
hurt or don’t get my own way – particularly when I feel something is unfair or
unjust – I’m just a spoiled, rotten, brat!
I can get red in the face and blow smoke from my ears and cry huge crocodile
tears as well as any 5 year old I’ve ever met J That is something I’m working on, because I
don’t find it attractive.
7.
How can
you begin to address your denial? Just
like this. Participating in a 12-step
group, praying that God opens my eyes and brings renewed awareness to the
things I’ve buried so deep, so that I can become more of the person He designed
me to be and show joy and love to others freely.
8.
In what areas
of your life are you now beginning to face reality and break the effects of
denial?
a.
Most recently, my struggle with my weight. This year, for the first time, I’ve embarked
on a healthy lifestyle change without obsessing over it and kicking myself when
I’m down. I am allowing myself to be
human, to mess up, and to enjoy life’s special moments through the
process. And it’s working J
b.
I’m also really facing the reality that there is
a spoiled brat inside of this otherwise normal, typically calm-natured and
even-tempered woman. I’m looking at what
triggers my temper tantrums (which are quite involuntary), whether or not a
reaction of frustration or even anger is justifiable in the situation, and
working on learning how to refocus my reactions into more appropriate ones for
an intelligent woman of 48 years.
9.
Are you
starting to develop a support team? Are you asking for phone numbers in your
meetings? I am absolutely blessed to
have a large support system, and I look forward to growing that through this
group of strong, amazing women J
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