I've made progress with fawning when it comes to unmasking, not doing it while I'm interacting with people, standing up for myself in small ways, saying no without explaining myself. I've been accessing a lot more of my anger, which has been helping so much.
But an area I'm trying to grow in now is protecting myself, standing up for myself when I'm being mistreated, and getting myself out of those situations. I can do that in small ways with people who aren't abusive. When there are actually toxic and abusive people involved, and usually these are people who remind me of former abusers, I go back to fawning and freezing.
Currently there are two areas in my life where that is happening, and I know I really need to start saving myself instead of letting it happen. Not fawning and freezing and instead trying to fight and ...flee? is already a huge challenge. But I think I'm getting there.
And it's also a matter of feeling ganged up on – in both situations it's not just one person, there are a lot of people either taking their side or not taking a side(which feels like enabling and taking a side to me). It's a perfect recreation of what happened to me in childhood and later on in life as well. No one is standing up for me in situations where I'm clearly being treated unfairly, to put it mildly. I'm also isolated, so that theme of having no one on my side has continued in so many ways.
I feel so much resentment about having to protect myself. Because growing up and really my whole life, no one did that for me. I continued that pattern with other people, and for the longest time it was so familiar and normal I didn't notice it.
Having no one on my side, having the people who were supposed to love me gang up on me, having them pick the side of (other) abusers, watching them witness abuse while staying silent... There is so much anger and resentment there, and it comes up when I try to stand up for myself. It gets in the way, it becomes so loud that I freeze again. And I don't know how to work through it.
There's clearly resentment about the past but also the present. There's also resentment towards a lot of therapists who told me I hadn't been abused, I wasn't being abused, I wasn't being medically gaslit, and instead they stuck the label BPD on me and said I was the problem, over and over.
Feeling that resentment makes me feel like a victim. It makes me feel helpless, hopeless. It scares me. I don't want to go back to that, I want to feel empowered, I want to be here. But I now wonder if avoiding these feelings is what's keeping me stuck. I just don't know how to process this, I guess.
Even writing this down makes me feel awful. I also feel like I'm whining. I've been told to get over it so often that I think I now say things like that to myself, about this. I try to make sense of never having anyone on my side by justifying it. And maybe I once again just can't face that I didn't deserve to be treated that way.
And all of it starts with my parents. My mother often used me as a human shield when my father was drunk and aggressive, for example, and I don't remember a time before that. She threw me to the wolves constantly. I feel that's important to mention to give an idea of just how much I wasn't protected, and how I was expected to do the protecting and parenting. I also became the scapegoat of the family.
It's really hard to let myself feel this by myself. I've been so gaslit and invalidated. So feeling all of this brings up more of that feeling of having no one on my side. I have this fear that it'll be a never-ending cycle. After never getting the support and protection I needed, I'm now trying to process that and overcome it with no support and protection. Is that even possible?
But I also know by now that wanting someone to save me is giving someone else too much power, and someone always takes advantage of that, it always backfires.
...I don't know where to go from here.
I know the answer often is to sit with it, feel it, move through it. This time I feel like I don't know how.
I've been using IFS to access parts and feelings that I've ignored/suppressed/repressed. That's been insanely helpful. But when I try to do that when it comes to this, I feel more clueless than ever. Maybe it's the intensity of the feeling that confuses me. I don't know what part is talking, what part is protecting, how I can reparent myself when it comes to this.