Soooo much therapy, R84. It's what led to my divorce.
After decades of talk therapy I found new forms of deep healing in my 40s, with meds, Transcranial magnetic stimulation, yoga, meditation, neurofeedback and EMDR. I was starting to really feel empowered and powerful. I was connecting so many dots, really on a true healing journey. But my husband was not interested in my inner world, or that journey. In fact, the closer I got to the center of the tootsie pop, the more exasperated and agitated he began to act. He began pulling away and spending a lot of time away from the house. And when I was deep in a weeklong EMDR trauma intensive, my husband was told to follow a protocol, just for a couple weeks, where he was to ask me before coming towards me and touching or hugging me. He was to expect that I may be going inward and not very talkative or emotionally accessible. Because I was entering the belly of the beast. And guess what? He did not follow the protocol. He would swoop towards me swiftly, he would scowl at me and yell at me and follow me from room to room, demanding me to tell him if I was going to break up with him. I ended up in a fetal position on the floor a couple of those nights, just numb and forsaken. I have NO IDEA how I was with this man for 16 years, except that he was a real dear, as long as I kept things surface level and was unaware of my own internal landscape. The more empowered and self-aware I became, the more angry and verbally abusive my husband became.
And you are right, this exactly mirrors what my mother is like. When I asked for therapy as a teenager she told me just to by a CD and a cappucino once a week instead. She would get very agitated and angry anytime I started to explore the dynamics of the family or get wise to her failings. So I became a peace-keeper, sucking everything up and in, and holding it as long as I possible could until the inevitable occasional outburst. Then I would apologize for my tantrum, and start the clock back at zero, once again holding in all of my pain and anger as long as I could before the next "shameful" outburst. This, I can now see, was repeated in my marriage.
And this is why I prefer my own company these days. I don't want to trigger anyone every again, -- I don't have the nervous system capacity to handle it. I dated a few people after my separation and it was more of the same -- wounded men who have NOT been in therapy, ever, and have no self-awareness, feeling threatened by an emotionally literate adult with expectations for how they wish to be treated and for how communication should not hurt. This isn't rocket science - people who in 2024 still thing it's okay to play mind games, throw tantrums, minimize, gaslight and invalidate, or who people please but then don't follow through...just NO.