Guest guest Posted October 1, 2004 Report Share Posted October 1, 2004 Maybe its the rage you can't handle in yoor life even within? I raged at my fada when I left OZ, for everything. I still do. Maybe if you refuse to allow it because of the kind of Daddy's girl myth (I had that one) you could numb out instead.- jana __________________________________________________ Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted October 2, 2004 Report Share Posted October 2, 2004 > Hi all, > > I guess I can call my NPD dad " fada " , even though he's NPD and not > BPD? Since it means " not a father " , it definitely fits. > > So fada apparently just broke off his engagement with his > girlfriend, and now suddenly he wants to come visit us and " see how > the house is coming along " , even though we've lived there for a YEAR > already and he hasn't showed an ounce of interest in our lives since > he first hooked up with her months ago. > > I know it's typical NPD, but it makes me angry. ******, Typical behavior or not, it is very reasonable to be angry. > > For those who have nadas and fadas, have you found your feelings > towards one of them more clear-cut than the other? *****Yes. When I began therapy, my focus was on how I was unable to cope with life. I finally found a therapist you explained to me that this wasn't my personal failure, and opened my eyes to all the devastation I experienced in my foo. And then my therapy switched to what nada did, and how to overcome it all. During all of this, dad was the good guy, the patient, long-suffering guy who had to put up with nada. (I guess my sister and I weren't even worthing of recognition that we too were 'putting up with' nada.) But one day, I started to realize that hey - there were (ostensibly) two adults in the foo. What was dad doing while nada was emotionally and mentally abusing me? Answer - pretty much nothing. So I started focusing on this, and the fact that there is another devastation, that of a parent knowing about the abuse, and just accepting it as if there weren't anything wrong, and expecting the children to deal with it on their own. Boy - starting to feel the angries right now! I have stopped making excuses for my father. I still consider him my dad however. In spite of all of this, I do know that he loved me, and that was the only love my sister or I received. I am grateful that I did get that. I am sure that I would have had even more difficulties if I hadn't had that love. I disconnect when I am around nada and father together. When it is just my dad, I don't. He is a very pleasant person to be with when she is not around. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted October 2, 2004 Report Share Posted October 2, 2004 > We have similar fada's- mine was a credit collector, obsessed with >dosh. Primal insight for me: money was more important to him than I >was. His fear of poverty ruled his (in)action. - j Same here. Although he was always more generous with his sons than he was with me. Not that I ever needed the money, but it was just another thing I saw that made it obvious that I was less important to him. Just as one example they all have computers (plural) from him - some he bought outright, others he handed down. I never got a single one, and I'm the only one actually IN the computer field! And of course he asks me for help when he needs his own laptop fixed. Now that I think about it, it feels a bit like a slap in the face to me. Kinda like when nada buys me a fake-topaz ring for my birthday with the price tags still on ($19.95) and expects me to kiss her feet (and asks about it repeatedly), while she takes out $5G in insurance on an antique diamond ring she bought for herself " just because " . God knows I would've traded every cent back for a REAL parent any day. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted October 2, 2004 Report Share Posted October 2, 2004 > We have similar fada's- mine was a credit collector, obsessed with >dosh. Primal insight for me: money was more important to him than I >was. His fear of poverty ruled his (in)action. - j Same here. Although he was always more generous with his sons than he was with me. Not that I ever needed the money, but it was just another thing I saw that made it obvious that I was less important to him. Just as one example they all have computers (plural) from him - some he bought outright, others he handed down. I never got a single one, and I'm the only one actually IN the computer field! And of course he asks me for help when he needs his own laptop fixed. Now that I think about it, it feels a bit like a slap in the face to me. Kinda like when nada buys me a fake-topaz ring for my birthday with the price tags still on ($19.95) and expects me to kiss her feet (and asks about it repeatedly), while she takes out $5G in insurance on an antique diamond ring she bought for herself " just because " . God knows I would've traded every cent back for a REAL parent any day. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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