Prison itself is a tremendous education in the need for patience and perseverance. It is above all a test of one's commitment
~ Nelson Mandela
A quarantine is enforced isolation to contain disease. It was first used in the 1600s when Venetian ships carrying the plague ("black death") were anchored off the mainland for 40 days. The word quarantine comes from the Italian quaranta giorni, but has earlier roots that hark back to the temptation of Christ, when he isolated and fasted in the desert for 40 days.
As a boundary imposed by external authority, a quarantine can feel like a prison and trigger defiance or resignation. It's stressful until I overcome the temptation to focus my energy on what is out of my control and focus it instead on what is, and that is: me.
It's tricky because there is a real tension between what is outside and what is inside, a real threat to my personal safety, health and freedom in the form of this nasty virus. But I can still choose, within my limitations and whether I get the virus or not, to think of this quarantine as an opportunity for personal enrichment and growing my soul in whatever petri dish I'm stuck in.
I don't know about you but for me these growth opportunities always feel dark and stagnant. Until my heart breaks open.
I aspire to be like that prsioner of whom it was said by a friend who worked for the Kairos Prison Ministry: He is the freest man I know.
Showing posts with label control. Show all posts
Showing posts with label control. Show all posts
Wednesday, March 25, 2020
Monday, October 2, 2017
Caring and compassion, chaos or control?
My husband is a very kind, protective
person but, once in a while, he flips and becomes unbearably bossy. He gets on his high horse and starts to comment
on my life and how I should live it. It could
be as stupid as telling me how to organize my kitchen while I’m cooking, or how
to load my fork so the food won’t fall off it when I’m eating. It’s kind of cute. Until he goes as far as to tell me how to be
a better parent to my kids (who are not his) or gives me all kinds of unsolicited
advice on my choices with friends, colleagues, family or money. He starts out sweet and caring but, if I tell
him I did not ask for his advice, it escalates and becomes chaotic very quickly. He can get so worked up that he ends up giving
me these patronizing lectures that sound almost angry. If I continue to push back or (God forbid)
cry because I feel like a scolded child, he tells me I can’t take criticism and
accuses me of taking things too personally.
I tell him his way of talking hurts me,
and have tried asking him to talk about himself and his feelings instead of criticizing
me and mine (to use I-statements as you have suggested), but he says I am playing
the victim, or the therapist, and that he should not have to use special words or
phrases to express his opinion. He says
I am being controlling! But I feel like he
is the one trying to control me. The conversation
goes round and round. It’s crazy-making…
He has ADD and OCD. Sometimes he uses cocaine. Maybe there is a connection? Or maybe he is a just a hopeless control
freak.
Me:
He is the one being controlling! I do not think that is your husband’s intention
and, yes, there is probably a link to his ADD and OCD, and cocaine; we’ll get
to that later…
One of the reasons I-statements are
so important is it puts the emphasis on the speaker and his opinions and
feelings rather than on you and yours. Relying
on you-statements puts the listener on the defensive as your husband is doing
to you, “the accused”! He is pointing
the finger instead of talking about himself.
If you feel criticized it is because you are being criticized. No wonder you push back!
Lovers and parents can both get into
this “high horse” mode when they are worried about their loved ones. One of my good friends told me that when he
was a boy his sisters would berate him when they worried about him. If he cried they’d just dig in deeper, trying to
get him to man up, like your husband is doing to you now. They probably cared. They just had a helluva way of showing
it.
As a parent I have surely fallen
into the same trap when my kids have done things that upset me, like forgotten their
homework. “How many times do I have to remind you to double-check your agenda?”
If my son or daughter would push back on me, “I don’t have time”, or say, “Stop
telling me what to do!” I would just get more exasperated and respond with something like,
“Well you should make time!” or “I’ll stop telling you what to do when you
start doing it by yourself!” I wanted to
inspire and encourage them but it always came out angry!!
This is definitely a learned thing. My parents did it to me and theirs to them
and so on and so on… We learned to express concern by sermonizing but to our
loved ones it just feels like strong-arming them into submission.
As for ADD and OCD, you’re right, it
would make it even worse. ADD is an impulse
control problem, and OCD resolves anxious feelings by trying to do something about
them! So if someone has both ADD and OCD
tendencies, when they worry about their loved ones, their impulse is to say
or do something to get them or the situation under control, quick! It is more than an impulse. It is a compulsion that bypasses thoughtful action
because of an overwhelming sense of helplessness. Add cocaine to the mix and,
well, you have someone who is going to be even more emotionally labile, even though
he may be using coke to help get his emotions under control. It’s a vicious circle because of course it is
not just avoiding the problem, it’s making it worse.
Your husband needs to understand the
triggers for his impulse control issues (always going back to childhood) then develop
a plan of action for dealing with his feelings other than by avoiding
them with drugs or acting on them by controlling you. He will have to practice the plan, putting it into
action until it becomes second nature. He
can do it! And you can help him. But he needs to own his part, stay planted in his feelings and reach out to you rather than tell you what to do.
Finally, in terms of being a “control
freak”… I am not very fond of that term or in agreement with claims that people
who are controlling relish power over others.
That is a rare perversion of the human spirit. I think it is more accurate to say that controlling
people feel easily controlled and, when they feel helpless, deeply and genuinely want to do something about it. They just haven’t learned
how.
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