Thursday, May 15, 2014

PTG....Not just Survival, Not simply Resiliance but transformation...

Post traumatic growth, (PTG) the other side of the coin from PTSD, Post traumatic Stress Disorder...PTG is not simply resilience but transformation.    Resilience may be when we've been blindsided and we just stagger on pretending.  But PTG?  Post traumatic Growth is when we Didn't give up. Didn't capitulate. PTG is Transform.  (You know like one of those little transformer toys you stepped on in your bare feet because your kid "forgot" to put it away. OnlyPTG is much, much better. And of course we will be way cuter than those things when we transform!)

PTG happens after we are rocked to the foundations.. After The Life we thought we had chosen, Implodes. When we  are betrayed in such a fundamental way that we can't just simply stagger on.  The pieces no longer fit when we try to pull the Life We Chose all back together. . So we choose to move beyond, choose to struggle and create a new life of our own instead of living the patterns once laid out for us by others.

We are transformed because we Choose to Create a different Life after the implosion,

But that  transformation depends on fundamental choices we make now. How we choose to continue will effect the rest of our lives...and perhaps more importantly, the rest of our children's lives.

1) First we have to decide upon our  fundamental response

    #A) we can close over the wound,  hide the shrapnel, develop gangrene, actually commit suicide instead of just wishing we could, or we can solve that problem and just go dead inside from Betrayal..       # B) Pick ourselves up and stagger on pretending that nothing fundamental just happened. We'll deal with the PTSD later.
    # C) Grieve what has ended. Give ourselves time to  grow our (new) selves back. Better than ever.  PTG. Transformer toy but way better because we are in charge of our transformation.

2) After that fundamental choice there are other choices to be made, especially if we chose #B) or #C) above.  We need to find friends willing to "understand." women willing to "be there" for us.
We need gather our team, our tribe. Like Evie says, we need to find ourselves in "good company"

We need (hopefully) three who will listen, offer inspiration, point out the bigger picture, explain "boat maintenance" help us row our kids out of harm's way,  row toward a better shore. We need women with whom we can discuss our and their transformation.

Some of our "advisers" may already be personal friends who stuck by us, they might be counselors,We might discover "sisters" out there in blogisphere, just other woman who know  about betrayal. We need sounding boards able to listen and sympathize without trying to take over. Friends we trust to tell stories of where they've been. What worked and what didn't, for them. And then we need to help someone else who  just heard the knock at the door.

It's our choice but we need them, They need us. Nobody really goes it alone.

In her book Sleeping With a Stranger, How I survived Marriage to a Child Molester, Patricia Wiklund highly recommends we find what she calls an "Administrator" who can accompany us to meetings, hearings etc. and keep track of  appointments for us in the first stages, when we feel overwhelmed. Later they'll bring the wine and  celebrate our successes with us. (And help us fend off those "Villagers with Flaming Pitch-forks" when necessary.)

These friends are the sympathetic women  Evie  referred to  in her "Pulling Back the Curtain of Shame" blog post. .

3) Rule # 3 is NEVER  Quit on Ourselves. (Remember we did not Choose #A to begin with and there is no going back now. We have already come too far to give up on ourselves and our children.)   Persevere. Look at Betrayal from a whole different angle ( Remember Evie's blog about how she is now actually grateful to the young girl who reported Jake? The girl Evie  said she once hated as the reason people found out and her world imploded... back then?)

Keep on keeping on. There will be other "new" angles No one can transform our lives  for you. Why should they? I'm not saying there won't be times when all we want to do is   just climb in bed and pull covers over our heads. The world will NOT go away  just because we  wish  it would. Wine does not take care of everything. Eating by the light of the refrigerator won't cut it. Besides we have to fit into our clothes. We have to "interview our interviewer" and clinch our future tomorrow.

4)  In some  ways we need to  take our time.  It's not time to "forget and forgive" just because someone else tells us we ought to. We need to Recognize our strengths.  Reward our own bravery. Remember PTG? Perhaps we can't wish away the whole world but with perseverance we can transform  our world and ourselves with it.

Steal one of your kid's transformer toys. Make that little plastic transformer a reminder. Carry it around in your purse. Don't we know that every Heroine has a Talisman and a Smile and a Sword? My talisman is a little plastic figure hanging off my file cabinet.  She's a  little Red Headed Disney Princess dressed in a long blue dress and cross bow  ...Just as a reminder that there is a before and after....

PTG!

  

7 comments:

  1. Thank you so much for this blog. It has been a life saver. I am still in the middle of the mess and your words are extremely helpful.

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    1. I am so glad. I couldn't sleep tonight thinking about "stuff: and to know that the blog helped someone...I'm just grateful we can be here for each other.

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  2. I am 6 months into this nightmare. I am so glad I found this blog. The isolation I feel is so deep. Nobody could possibly understand what this is like unless they have gone through it themselves (but that sure doesn't stop them from passing judgement on every decision I make). So reading these posts has helped me to see that im not the only one, and that there is life after the destruction. Thank you so much.

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  3. I'm not much on religion but this quotation comforts me: "For there is hope of a tree that if it be cut down the tender branch thereof will rise again..." Neither trees nor women re-grow over night but in this dark forest when we feel most alone we are sanctuary for each other and hope. In time each of us shall rise again...

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    1. Thank you for your wonderful response... Here's to rising again.

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  4. I wish he had died long ago, like in a car accident, died when we could bury him as 'Loving Husband' and 'Devoted Father' (even though those things were not necessarily true, but it's what you could say, before...). Maybe I would've found things on his computer after, maybe I would've been sad and angry that he wasn't there for me to ask questions about those things, but with him, those things would be dead, they couldn't continue to hurt me, or my children. And we would have had life insurance and support from friends and family. Instead, I cannot sleep, I cannot stop crying, the pain is tangible. I am second guessing every decision, re-evaluating every past memory, looking for 'clues'. What did I miss? Why did I not leave sooner? 'Cuz I am a coward, I didn't want to do 'it' alone, I know that the grass is not always greener on the other side, and I believed we could work through anything even though our history showed our "work" had a lot of holes and bumps and duct tape. But not this. I can't do this.

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