02/26/2021
Sometimes, if not often, we abandon ourselves. We do it as a means to protect ourselves. Sometimes we abandon others as well because that’s what we know. When this happens aggression gains a foothold. Aggression is present when we let anger develop into something more than its initial signal. Anger isn’t really primarily about setting boundaries; that’s secondary. The primary purpose is to alert the system that something is off that there is an injustice present to the relational dynamics at play with Self or with others. It points to needs that are lacking or ignored. Anger is a signal that seeks to help us get back into relationship with ourselves and those we are closest to. It seeks to heal and repair the rupture from the perceived injustice and misalignment. With this constructive purpose also comes the shadow or possibly destructive aspects of anger. Remember emotions just are. They are not positive or negative they begin just as signals. What is defining is what comes next in how we react to them or don’t recognize them. Do we allow them to sit? in what environment do they ferment? or are they accepted and surrendered to? Are they given a new purpose to renew meaning for us? Or are they left without our witness in solitary attendance to grow in avoidance with things like resentment, vengeance, indignation, and resignation?
First, as we mentioned in an earlier post we must be mindful and ask how did this anger originate. We can start with self abandonment.
Self abandonment is a symptom of a loss of imagination due to an initial loss of community and attunement that would have otherwise allowed us to witness how to tend to our emotions when they were most overwhelming during our most vulnerable years. Additionally, modeled for us through a community of deep belonging and acceptance would have been where our whole self was acknowledged; a place where innocence, worthiness, and our emotional landscape would have been met with concern and care. From this experience comes the possibility of Self love. This is a word that often gets the new-age treatment and falls flat when it comes to important depth filled practices. This is because self-loving comes to be defined at the extreme end of our process of differentiation and defining our autonomous identities beyond our initial experience with our family. Self-love isn’t self-reliant. Ralph Waldo Emerson’s essay “Self-reliance” falsely claims that we are “self-made.” Self love by definition is the practice of an example of love demonstrated to us by our community and family. When we don’t have this example demonstrated repeatedly then we lack the trust in life and in the possibility of such a powerful practice. We doubt our inclination toward such a reality. At one point in time we started out needed others, like our guardians, to show us how to soothe the overwhelming emotions that we had as children. We needed help. As we adult, we still seek this example and often give away our own ability to soothe ourselves with hopes of learning it from others or at times giving the responsibility away to others. Some of us have given up on the possibility completely that we can soothe by experiencing it from others. So we abandon ourselves when we disregard our thoughts, feelings, or needs.
Anger turned aggression is then part of this disregard that accumulates over time. This happens because we are well aware of the constant absence of Self from our needs we’ve just been holding out for an external affirmation of these innate needs we have. In much self help there’s an undercurrent of blame for those who don’t take full responsibility for their lives and adult emotional needs. What is forgotten or goes unnamed in these self help narratives is that self-reliance is only part truth. Of course we must each commit and be determined on our own and claim full responsibility for our lives AND community and environment play a crucial role in our healing as well. Instead, we confuse our family or community not having the learned experience of safety and security and thus not giving it as a personal attack on us or rejection where the love we so desperately still need is being withheld from us.
Self-abandonment keeps us from knowing ourselves because we are too preoccupied with the external affirmation we have come to depend on to feel momentarily whole. We learned at an early age that we wouldn’t get our needs met for validation or emotional understanding. Conversely, we had to earn our love. We then were stunted in our ability to really comprehend our emotional states and to show up for ourselves in ways that brought calm and soothing to our experience of being human. Instead we got locked in a cycle of hyper-vigilance and external seeking of worth that only provided momentary reprieve not lasting understanding on how to be in relationship without symbiotic attachments.
In our history of self-abandonment we often seek consistency that we lacked when we were younger. We seek this at our own expense as we are, ironically, inconsistent in how we show up to ourselves. What often deluded our being present to ourselves and our needs is replaced by prioritizing others needs as we settle into relationships or friendships that we hope to give us purpose, meaning, and ultimately the consistency that we’ve been craving since our early years. Giving this to ourselves is often the folly of the self-help trade.
What we need are examples and lived experience of consistency to reignite our belief and to change our brains ability to recreate such a possibility for ourselves. This experience is also one of repetition to have it ingrained in our way of being and life by way of external example. This is how we create it for ourselves, if not we are set onto a vicious cycle of getting it wrong with Self and with how we engage in relationships.
The initial steps that allow for healing of our constant self-abandonment come from recognizing that many ways that we abandon ourselves and by being honest with ourselves about the use of these diversions that get in the way of being in honest relationship with ourselves.
- Francisco
Original watercolor by Claire Giordano