Jonathan is teaching a class tonight. He was home all day, and he is worried beyond all reason about paying our mortgage, let alone all the other bills. He says he feels like this house is an albatross around his neck, and that he is worth more dead than alive.
All I could do was just to touch him, and try to reach out and gather strength for him. I kept hearing that song in my head as I was doing so; "The World Exploded Into Love All Around Me". But I can't say a word to him about God, or Love, or Goodness. He admitted that he is very bitter about the direction his career has gone, and that he feels like such a failure. I may be pushing this thing too far, but I felt like somehow I could gather Light around him, to protect him; to insulate him from himself. It's so strange. Here I have a body which is attacking itself; An autoimmune disease,
but I feel like Jonathan is the one who is really allowing himself to be eaten alive.
I can't find a practical way to help earn money, or I would.
But maybe, we can be 'gatherers' for other people...not like sacrificing ourselves, or letting their anger and unhappiness pollute us. But somehow gather blessings or goodness or happiness for them. I envision myself like a charcoal filter for all of his pain, self-doubt, and depression to flow through and be cleansed. Then I just throw it away and put in a new filter. I have plenty of them!
Don't I sound like PollyAnna? (Or for you Canuks, Anne of Green Gables)?
Of course I realize that if the Universe has a difficult lesson for him, I will be in the same airboat, riding the rapids, even if they are level 5! Then I will be praying for gills!
Tonight I had dinner with an old friend, and aside from talking about children and grandchildren, she told me about her "friend", and I talked a little bit about Jonathan. I told her, "He is a post-holocaust Jew. He and his friends focus on two things: tradition, and what they don't believe in" (like God, let alone Messiah).
Not that I would change him, or think he isn't OK at that point, but again, I told her how much I wished he could just have a little bit of that warmth...of knowing Something or Someone out there loves him, and that it's all going to be OK.
Pat looked at me and smiled, "but Carla, he does have that! He has you."
She's sweet, but that is a pretty big order!
Love to all and sweet dreams.
Carla
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My heart reaches out to yours.
This must be so very difficult for you, watching someone you love in such distress. As I've learned, it's great to have the skills and the training. You get really good at advising others how to manage the bumps in their lives. When it comes to your own life, it somehow doesn't seem so easy. Hold on, Carla, all that experience, training, and love will still stand you in good stead.
No, you cannot gather strength for him. He must find his own way to the strength within him. No, you cannot insulate him against himself, but you can show him his choices. No, you cannot be a charcoal filter for his pain, but sometimes you can be a small mirror which catches its image and deflects it from him.
Your friend is right. He has you. That matters. You may not be able to gather light around him, but you can gather it around yourself and make it available for him to share. And, with the light, you can offer warmth and understanding. He knows you care. He can't help but know that. You care too much. That's really all you can do... just care with all of your heart. Just care. Just be there for him.
Take the best care of yourself and you will take the best care you possibly can of your husband.
My thoughts are with you and Jonathan.
Never give up.
As long as he breathes, Jonathan has the ability to change his situation. I guess the key is to think outside the square and expand beyond preconceived thoughts and judgements. Discover a different solution to the problem. Every problem has at least one solution floating out there in the ether ready to be harvested.
In times like this, a negative thought is a luxury. It's time to roll up the shirtsleeves and get cracking.
Hey twin...
I am reading your posting with alarm. Yes, caring for Jonathan is good, but it often isn't enough. My ex is a world renowned political scientist, with so many publications to his name, world respect, etc. But still he feels totoally inadequate. Nothing I could say or do could help with that - it was rooted so deep in his psyche that nothing I could do could cleanse it out.
It's not rational, and it is impossible to battle. The only way to escape this is for them to escape it on their own. I worry about you exhausting yourself trying to keep someone on the level who is waiting for you to do this, who will not take responsibility for his own happiness but who instead pushed to the brink, knowing he can rely on you to tow him back. It's exhausting to cope with and destroying for you...
You cannot heal him. You can cheer him, but he needs to get help on his own.
Take care of yourself, special girl. You are deserving of your own care.
Additional to what I've already said...
What Rexo said, and especially... what Dabble said.
"Take care of yourself, special girl. You are deserving of your own care."
Please, do take care of yourself. Dabble is right, absolutely.
You deserve a hug
I can understand what you are going through and I have to agree with Wordsmith and Dabble. You have to take care of yourself because you are deserving of your own care. I have learned that lesson and it was the hardest lesson to learn.