"We're so careful to see that no one gets hurt.
No one, that is, but ourselves."
-Al Anon Member
My journey out of codependence
When she was young she was a waitress at a popular restaurant in the same neighborhood where Dr. Eve's office is now. One night a big brassy kind of a woman came in to the restaurant, drunk and loud. She insulted my mother and pulled her hair. My mother balled up her fist and punched the lady right in the face, sending her sailing across the room, knocking her out.
We prepared ourselves for those "monumental" occasions such as Christmas. We knew they were coming long before they arrived and we knew they'd be sad. We didn't prepare ourselves for this; it caught us off guard. We didn't deal with the feelings before hand.
Codependent people are givers. When that giving becomes exhausting, or when we're not getting joy from it we need to stop and do a "Giving Check". As luck would have it, I sat down to do a little reading this morning, and lo and behold, the next chapter in my book was on this very subject. Here's what it had to say:
Next, my anxious thoughts started racing, and by the time the ceremony was over I was banging on the door of a full blown anxiety attack. The only thing that kept me from busting the door down and charging in was that I practiced my breathing techniques Dr. Eve taught me.
My mind is tired. My body is tired.