Victim status

While working the Healing Through Christ program, step one asks "Do I feel I am a victim as a result of my loved ones' addiction?" I may be misinterpreting this question, but it seems as though being a victim is not a good thing.

I have read this in many places...do not be a victim, don't take on the victim role, it is not healthy to be a victim, etc. But when I sit down with my journal and work these questions, trying to heal from the trauma that has come to my life from the choices of my parents and husband in their addictions, and I ask myself if I feel like a victim, my answer is a great big, fat

HECK YES!

I looked up the definition of victim. I found the following definitions here.

1. a person who suffers from a destructive or injurious action or agency: a victim of an automobile accident. 

2. a person who is deceived or cheated, as by his or her own emotions or ignorance, by the dishonesty of others, or by some impersonal agency: a victim of misplaced confidence; the victim of a swindler; a victim of an optical illusion.

 

Number 2. Um, hello!

 

My father was (and sometimes continues to be) emotionally abusive to me my whole life. He taught me by regular reinforcement how to be effectively codependent, and how to fear. He was physically abusive to other family members.

 

My mother lied, abandoned, withdrew, missed grandchildren's birthdays and ultimately died because of her addiction to alcohol and numbing her feelings. Despite all of that, she was my safe place, and she took that away from me.

 

My husband...well, he has lied, betrayed, broke covenants, crushed my heart, destroyed my confidence in myself and men (and God), allowed me to doubt my worth and abilities and sanity, and put us in VERY difficult (disastrous) financial situations... all while presenting the image that he is a faithful, strong, generous and service oriented man. Talk about optical illusions!

 

Yes, I am a victim. Sometimes I am wearing the sandwich board and have a neon light above my head with an arrow pointing to me, flashing "victim"...(you know the signs...the ones that are in the nasty parts of town that say "HOT GIRLS" - oh the irony!). 

 

 

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So I wonder why I am not supposed to feel like a victim? Sure, it isn't healthy to DWELL in victim-hood. Just like it's not a good idea to dwell in CrazyTown. But it doesn't feel right to me to try and deny or avoid feeling like a victim. The sad truth is I am a victim of many tragic things done by others throughout my life (as are too many others). The joyful truth is it does not define ME nor control me (99% of the time). Just as I am not defined by any one of the following: being a wife, mother, daughter, sister, friend, split-end picker, emotional eater, singer, crafter, food burner, bug hater, etc. Yes, at times I may say, "I am Woman, hear me roar!", I can also say, "I am a victim, see me cry."

 

I hold my head up and am not longer going to feel shame by answering that question #5 in step 1...Do you feel like a victim?

 

YES I DO. And I'm ok with that.

Welcome to CrazyTown!

In that unique half awake/half asleep state just before drifting off to sleep, my brain finds some of its most active adventures. Last night was no different. As I was laying there I listened to an enthusiastic voice, with a real Western/Country twang announcing the following:

"Welcome to CrazyTown! There is no place like it. We have many unique features about our town. You may not even realize you are here. You may think you are still firmly planted in your real life. But that is one of the special secrets we have...Did you notice that scent in the air? Be really still for a moment and you may smell it...that is what we call paranoia perfume. We let it trickle into the air throughout town. Sometimes the wind is blowing just right and you can definitely smell it. Other times it is almost impossible to detect. Occasionally it pools in certain areas of town and you may get the impression you are being smothered by it. Some people are even learning to store it up and sell it to others. They sometimes label it as "cautiousness" or "gathering information" or "protection". But an experienced observer can detect it for what it truly is. It is a very powerful potion. Some people have even become hooked on it and seek it out. But that's one of the unique things about CrazyTown!

"Another special feature of our town is that what you actually see has no relevance to what is considered real. For example, you may be told something by another person and not believe what they say. That may be due to the paranoia potion, or just because you are in CrazyTown. You may make valiant efforts to search out, check up on and question what they have said (to their knowledge or without them knowing) and even though you see nothing to prove they are not being honest...you still won't believe them. Or, if you see someone doing something yet they claim "it wasn't me", you believe the words and not what your eyes have shown you. Does that make sense? Of course not! It's CrazyTown!

"CrazyTown is also like an amusement park for your emotions. You can be feeling just fine one moment and then pass a stranger on the sidewalk and all of a sudden you are filled with very powerful emotions like anger, hatred and fear. You may end up in tears and have no idea why. Just because someone walked by! The same thing can happen with entertainment on tv or movies, advertising posters or something you hear someone say. Now, some may try to tell you that this is not normal...but in CrazyTown, THERE IS NO NORMAL! We like to think of it as exercise for our emotions.

"Possibly one of the most unique aspects of our town is the fact that once you enter in, it is hard to see how you even got here. And, the longer you spend here, the harder it is to find your way out. You may think you know the way, but you may soon find that your efforts to leave just land you in one of our swirling, mirage-like round-abouts. See, people in CrazyTown are never quite sure if they want to leave, so we make sure that only those who REALLY want out can get out. We don't want someone to find themselves outside the town borders by accident.

"Occasionally, someone that is determined to get out decides they are going to take others with them. We have seen people almost dragged out of our town, determined they need to stay. But, to our disappointment, once they get out of town and the paranoia potion has worn off, many decide they never want to come back. But don't let that dissuade you. CrazyTown is great! We have many residents who have been here for years! And we are always happy to welcome new friends!

"We're glad you're here and hope you decide to stay in CrazyTown!"

*disclaimer (said very quickly in an almost mumbled voice) - Residents and visitors of CrazyTown may experience symptoms including, but not limited to, sleepless nights, physical ailments such as headache, nausea, stomach upset, aching body, sweats and raised heart rate. We are not responsible for any negative perceptions of these reactions.


I have been living in CrazyTown. I have debated on whether I was actually there and whether I want to leave. Is it safe to leave? What if it isn't actually CrazyTown? I have reeked of paranoia perfume. I am sure many times my husband thinks I stink!

But I am choosing to leave. I am not totally out yet, but I am making my way towards the exit and trying not to look back. If Lot's wife turned to salt as she looked back when left her wicked town, I'm not sure I want to look back either.

One step in front of another. One less time checking emails/internet history. One less time tracking my husband on the gps on his cell phone. One less time peppering him with 20 questions. One less time reliving the lies and uglies of the past. One more time reminding myself I am strong and not alone. One more time keeping my focus fixed on the True Path.

One step at a time.

So long CrazyTown! You really know how to show a girl a crazy time!