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Your Mom Was Wrong About You

jasmine banks

We are taught to believe a lot of things about ourselves. Our family of origin imparts to us all sorts of messages both true and untrue. Regardless of what your caregivers did or didn't show you about your value... you are valuable. You are worthy of care and love and wellness. In some families the common thread, the unspoken rule, is you can't get well... you can't be "better" than me. This rule basically is the one that leads a sister to sabotage another sister's weight loss efforts, motivate a mother to keep her daughter from leaving to college, or catalyze a father's disapproval of someone dating a higher educated partner. Within the paradigm of the family rule is anxiety and fear that if someone leaves the fold in any particular way (even to improve themselves) it will put too much stress on the family system.

"Oh! You must think you're a big shot now that you are college educated." Really should sound more like, "I am afraid. I feel dumb and uneducated and your college degree somehow ignites these anxieties in my further." Obviously we don't REALLY talk like that, and I don't know if we should. Underneath every message, though, is a meta message that shows the true intent of what we are trying to gain.

This family rule informs the family structure. Underneath this rule is the fear that "if ____________gets better/sober/happier/more educated/married to someone "better" than me, I'll have to face who I am." Families and friends become uncomfortable or even stand in the way of a loved one's progress because the loved one "getting better" ultimately shines a light on their own very fractured lives. Some might know it as the "Momma is  happy or no one is happy" rule.

There have been intersections in my life where I realized part of my anxiety has been fueled by two conflicting world views. I carried the belief, as I had been taught directly and indirectly, that I am not deserving of self-care and to "make myself a priority" is selfish. The other part of me has slowly learned that I am full of value.  The impasse was: 1) embrace what you've been taught about your value- you are worthy (which means your parents were SO so SO wrong in some of the myths they taught you about yourself) or 2) keep the status quo firmly in place and live in the internal chaos of ignoring self-care and needs.

Who wants to have to say to themselves that their parents were wrong or even abusive and harmful in the things they were taught. All of us wants to believe are parents aren't lying to us, that they have our very best in mind. Some of us even go to great lengths to prove their parents right. I have a friend whose mom and sister made fun of her physical appearance and ridiculed her. Today she feels deep shame when she "dresses nice" or buys things for her appearance. She was indoctrinated with the belief that she is ugly no matter what and not deserving of outward beauty, so it follows that the simple act of replacing a shirt with a hole in it might incite anxiety. It is easier to place the blame on ourselves and take responsibility, "they must be right I must be ugly", rather than buck up and say, "they are VERY wrong about this." In fact, it might be developmentally impossible, as we are programmed to need our family of origin until we eject from the nest. Maybe we override the self in favor for some awful things that are said and done to us in order to survive a little longer. Another friend of mine was told by her father she was a whore. She became "promiscuous". Against her better instincts she slept around and slept around until one day she wrote to me, "I was trying to prove him right. I needed his love more than anything else. Admitting that he was mean and called me a whore because of his own issues meant I also had to embrace that in the moment he called me a whore he wasn't caring for me."

And there are less extreme examples-

There is the family who KNOWS that when __________is in a bad mood we all tread lightly. It is the reality that a single person's demeanor influences and controls the whole. Don't be too happy (i.e. embrace your individual emotional state) because so and so is feeling cranky.

I've made decisions over the last few years that have felt like rejecting my mother. She taught me, as a result of her own trauma, a lot of false things about myself. When I let go of the myths I learned from her and other family members I find myself experiencing the fear of a little girl afraid to disappoint her mother, her aunt, her grandmother....

Today I am further along on my journey. I am getting better everyday at doing simple things that tend to my well-being and help me care for myself in a balanced way. The hurt girl inside is learning better ways to behave, ways that don't include utter fits of emotional rebellion that involve binge eating, harmful relationships, and shame. It is okay that my mom and dad were wrong about me... after all, parents can't be right about everything.

Rescue Yourself, You Can't Save Them

jasmine banks


You need to hear this. Time and time again you find yourself surrounded by people who are falling apart. What attracted you to them in the first place? Maybe they had that siren call of helplessness that appeals to your inner gift and curse of rescuer. You listen and you listen. You nod and agree. You ask what you can do? You send special notes of encouragement. You look for ways to anticipate needs. What about when you need help?

It is time to stop.

You can't save them.

I know, love. I hear you.

If they'd only listen. If they could only see. There is so much better in this life and you want it for them.

It is time to stop.

You can't save them.

Some people are unwilling to let go of escapable pain. They've learned to be helpless. Somewhere along the line of your life, you've learned to find those who people. They are the ones who help you feel needed. They are the ones who have fire after fire for you to put out.

It is time to rescue yourself.

Will you hear this gentle truth?

You continue to rescue others because you need to be distracted from your own need to rescue yourself. You don't believe you are worth it. You don't believe you are deserving of special notes of love and encouragement. You won't hold the takers in your life to the standard you hold yourself. You let them take and you settle. What are you settling for? When did you learn that you deserved so little love and understanding?

You put out fires to avoid recognizing how truly vulnerable you are. You are both vulnerable and valuable. Will you receive that gentle truth? It feels good in the moment, I know. When you get to save someone from their real or fabricated disaster it feels good to know you've helped. That rescue-helplessness cycle is both a drug and a prison. You love and hate it and need it all at the same time.

It is time to stop.

You can't save them.

It is time to save YOU.

Sabotaging Your Own Happiness

jasmine banks


It was just a moment that you felt it. You know what I am talking about. You felt deep pride in your accomplishments. You felt contentment with where your relationship was. You were peaceful. You only allowed it to happen for a moment, because as soon as you felt that feeling you sabotaged. You whipped out your invisible list of all the reasons you can't be happy and recited them in the town square of your mind. Somewhere along the way you were taught that you didn't deserve happiness, joy, love, connection and contentment. You also crossed off peace and excitement. Someone taught you that rule first, directly or indirectly, and then you adopted it as your own. I am not talking about the hedonistic pursuit of excess. I am not talking about greed or an unquenchable drive for more, more, and more. I am talking about the basic good feelings that counterbalance the pain and fear that we experience because the world isn't perfect. Why don't you believe you deserve them?

In those moments, when your shoulders have loosened and the white noise in your head softens to an almost impossible to hear whisper, you are feeling content. As soon as you realize what that suspect feeling is you kick fight and flight into high gear and search every corner of your relational and emotional surroundings. "People are not to be trusted" also becomes "I can't trust myself to choose the right people to love me and look out for my welfare."

Some people are assholes and don't deserve your trust. But not all. You don't have that kind of luck. It stands to reason you'v met at least a few people who were deeply kind and wanted to love you well. The problem is that you were suspect of them too, so whatever potential was there was likely ignored.

No! Don't do that! Put the mental pencil down. You don't get to add what I am saying to the list of "Why I always fail at everything". This isn't a reprimand. This is a request for you to recognize your rights.

Did you know that you have the right to feel as good as you can? Did you know that taking the easy way out is actually a really good form of self-care. It is a really good way of saying: I will choose gentleness for myself.

What if you let someone help you?

What if you let someone love you?

What if you trusted that you will be safe if you experience peace, because even if the worst happens you are an adult who will be just fine?

What if you stopped sabotaging your own happiness and stopped being so comfortable with the painful path?