Parenting is difficult. Suffering from CPTSD can be debilitating. Trying to be a great parent whilst dealing with CPTSD is overwhelming. As parents, we can’t stop taking care of things and as CPTSD survivors we need to take care of ourselves. Know that you’re not alone and that there are people who want and can help.
This article was posted on our original blog at Healing from Complex ptsd, December 8th 2020.
A Taiwan-born American-Canadian Chinese mother of two on a parenting journey, I am unlearning and reprogramming myself. Sandwich Parenting is my way of organizing what I’m learning as I heal and build a sustainable lifestyle that helps me be the mother I believe my children deserve. It’s a no-blame, no-shame, one-step-at-a-time-at-your-own-pace, sustainable, evolving, layered approach to parenting designed to take us from overwhelmed to surviving, surviving to thriving. Join me on my journey while you design yours!
My children were triggering me to no end.
No, that’s not true. I have a lot of patience for a lot. I have the capacity to do a lot, put up with a lot, and fix a lot. However, there were specific things that seemed to trigger an outburst of anger, fear, and vengeance that could be seen to be an over-reaction. And yet, it was usually over something legitimate.
How can it be an over-reaction when, very logically and rationally of course, I was right!?
I’ll give you an example: We were ‘trying’ to teach my tweens to do housework with us. I don’t want to raise lazy bums who cannot do anything and who end up at university not even knowing how to do laundry. Whoops, yes, that was me. There was so much I didn’t know how to do when I was alone in another country at 18, trying to get good grades and not knowing how, and trying to manage my life, and — well, not knowing how. Figuring out how to make friends, and feeling like I was failing at that too. Anyway — I digress — back to the story of getting our boys to help with housework…
I was patient, honestly! We nagged. We cajoled. We reminded. “After. Dinner. You. Sweep. The. Floor. Then. You. Wipe. The. Table. And. YOU. Do. The. Dishes. And. Throw. Out. The. Garbage.” I’d enunciate through gritted teeth. One day, I lost it. I yelled. I guilted them about how hard I work to make money for them and how I’ve told a million times to do this. They both watched me and, in slow motion, I saw myself grab the broom and hit the chair. Hard. Over and over. I raised it in anger and whacked it against the pantry door. The bottom brush part of the broom broke off! We all looked at the mark it left on the door and they looked at me in horror. I looked back at them in horror — still breathing hard from being angry. My slowly eyes widened at the realization of the physicality of what I was doing and, more importantly, to their developing minds and spirits.Normal text.
They fawned in deference to my righteousness. They hugged me and told me what bad children they were. They reassured me that they would do their work from now on.
That was a defining moment for me as I realized that I was ironically behaving like a victim and bullying my children. Oh my goodness, I was behaving like a bully to get my way! My frustrations stemming from my fears and hopelessness triggered something deeper. It was trying to get control of the situation, but felt that the only way to do that was to have a temper tantrum.
Take a peek at this chart and see if you identify with what is described in that first column, like I did.
The biggest problem was that I had to behave like a parent while I was dealing with my CPTSD. So, while my issue was legitimate (I still think I’m right in wanting them to help with housework), the state of mind I was in was causing me to behave in a way that would be counter-productive for their learning, our relationship, and for my own healing. The fact was I needed to heal when I didn’t even know I needed to heal.
I didn’t know I was responding from a place of fear and past trauma. I just thought that I was getting angry about something that was legitimate. Even they agreed that my issue was legitimate. But then they were prepared to internalize my behaviour as reasonable. That was where I had to draw the line. So, after taking a few deep breaths, I told them, Hey, I’m angry. I’m super angry. But the anger has nothing to do with you. No one deserves to be yelled at like that. You did not deserve that. I lost it, and that’s on me. I still think the reason why I got mad is actually still a legitimate issue and I’d like you to keep that in mind, but no one, not a single person, deserves to be yelled at like that. You should never let anyone yell at you like that, not me, not anyone. I am so sorry for yelling at you and even breaking that broom.
The good news is once I started realizing that I wanted to change and committed to the idea that I did not want to pass on my traumas to my children, I could get the kind of help I needed. The not-so-great-news is that it’s a lot of hard work and there’s a lot of taking steps forward and backward. I’d like to say that magically I no longer yelled at them, but it took a few more triggers before I was able to stop the yelling from coming out of my mouth.
The even-better-news is that now we can laugh about that night now. They remember that day clearly, oh yes they do. And once upon a time, that would have brought out a lot of shame in me. But now I can look back and say, that was the best I could do at that moment. They saw me learn and change. They can tease me about it now. They have pointed out that I am not a yelly mommy anymore.
It helped that my hyper-vigilant kids would sometimes pause and say, Hey Mommy, are you getting stressed? Are you mad? You look like you’re mad. They were saying this at times when I was just sitting there with a furrow in my brow, thinking about what else to put on my grocery list. I knew that I did not want them walking on eggshells around me or being constantly worried that I was going to blow my top.
Reading parenting books telling me to be better was triggering, only I didn’t realize it. I just kept beating myself up for being a bad parent. Now, I’m not a bad parent, I tell you, I’m pretty good. But, as a human being, I had some bad moments. As someone with CPTSD, those moments would trigger spirals of self-loathing ending with I can’t make my life work. Work triggers did the same. If I only had to deal with one or two triggers a day, I could manage for a while. But dealing with a few at work and then a few at home on the same day was turning into a full-blown breakdown.
Parenting is difficult. Suffering from CPTSD can be debilitating. Trying to be a great parent whilst dealing with CPTSD is overwhelming. As parents, we can’t stop taking care of things and as CPTSD survivors we need to take care of ourselves. Know that you’re not alone and that there are people who want and can help.
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