Wednesday, October 1, 2014

{The Child of An Alcoholic}

It has been awhile since I've posted! I have had several ideas for "the perfect post" but have a fear that what I think is great, others will not, therefore I don't post. I also seem to get the best ideas in the car, when I'm no where near a writing utensil (and not to mention it's not the safest place to write!). 

I have an unsettling today and I really need to express it. I'm typically pretty good at burying things deep down to where the pain is numbed, but I feel that maybe being transparent will help other people who are struggling find freedom. 

The article is below. Know that even if you are not a child of an alcoholic, this can still apply to you. Alcoholism affects more people than most realize, so I bet you know someone this does affect. And maybe this will shine some light on the issues they are dealing with...

{http://www.searidgealcoholrehab.com/article-adult-children-of-alcoholics.php}

Characteristics and Personalities of Adults Who Grew Up with Alcoholism in the Home

Children who grew up in an alcoholic home develop similar personality traits and characteristics. Dr. Janet Woititz published her national bestselling book, Adult Children of Alcoholics in 1983.  In it she outlined 13 characteristics of adult children of alcoholics but also applied these same characteristics to those who grew up in households where other compulsive behaviours are present such as gambling, drug abuse or overeating.  Adult children who experienced chronic illness, strict religious attitudes, foster care and other dysfunctions, also identified with the characteristics, Woititz says.
Characteristics and Personality Traits of an Adult Child of an Alcoholic:
Fear of losing control.
Adult children of alcoholics maintain control over their behaviour and feelings.  They also try to control the behaviour and feelings of others. They do this because they are afraid not because they want to hurt themselves or others.  They fear that if they relinquish control their lives will get worse, and they can become very anxious when they are not able to control a situation.
Fear of Emotions or Feelings

Adult children of alcoholics tend to bury their feelings (particularly anger and sadness) since childhood and are not able to feel or express emotions easily. Ultimately they fear all powerful emotions and even fear positive emotions like fun and joy.
Avoid conflict
Adult children of alcoholics have a fear of people who are in authority, people who are angry, and do not take personal criticism very well.  Often they misinterpret assertiveness for anger. Therefore, they are constantly seeking approval of others whilst losing their identities in the process.  Frequently they isolate themselves.
A high burden of responsibility and constant approval seeking
Adult children of alcoholics are oversensitive to the needs of others. Their self-esteem comes from others’ judgments of them, thus having the compulsive need to be perfectionists and be accepted.
An inability to relax and have fun.
Adult children of alcoholics cannot have fun because it is stressful, especially when others are watching. The child inside is frightened, and in an effort to appear perfect, exercises strict self-control.
Harsh self-criticism and low self esteem
Adult children of alcoholics are weighed down with a very low sense of self-esteem and respect, no matter how competent they may be.
Denial
Whenever adult children of alcoholics feel threatened, they tend to deny that which provoke their fears.
Difficulties with intimacy
Adult children of alcoholics fear intimacy because it makes them feel that they lost control.  They have difficulties expressing their needs and consequently have problems with their sexuality, and repeat relationship patterns.
Develop a victim mentality
Adult children of alcoholics may either be passive or aggressive victims, and are often attracted to others like them whether in friendships, career and love relationships.
Adopting compulsive behaviour
Adult children of alcoholics may eat compulsively or become workaholics.  They may become addicted and co-dependent in a relationship, or behave compulsively in other ways. Sadly, they may abuse alcohol and become alcoholics like their parent(s).
More comfortable living in chaos or drama than in peace
Adult children of alcoholics become addicted to chaos and drama, which gives them their adrenaline fix and feelings of power and control.
The tendency to confuse love with pity.
Adult children of alcoholics are often in relationships with people they can rescue.
Abandonment issues
Adult children of alcoholics will do anything to save a relationship, rather than face the pain of abandonment even if the relationship is unhealthy.
Tendency to see everything and everyone in extremes, when under pressure
Physical illness
Adult children of alcoholics are highly susceptible to stress-related illnesses.
Suffering from an accumulation of grief.
Adult children of alcoholics are frequently depressed. Losses experienced during their childhood were often never grieved for because the alcoholic family doesn’t tolerate intense uncomfortable feelings.
Overreaction to outside changes
Adult children of alcoholics remain hyper vigilant, constantly scanning their surroundings for potential catastrophes.
Adult Children of Alcoholics Attracted to Compulsive Personalities
Many lose themselves in their relationship with others and sometimes find themselves attracted to alcoholics or other compulsive personalities - such as workaholics.  They are generally attracted to those who are emotionally unavailable.
Adult children sometimes like to be the “rescuer” and will form relationships with others who need their help, to the extent of neglecting their own needs. What happens is that they place the focus on the needs of someone else whilst not having to examine their own difficulties and shortcomings.
Often, these adult children will acquire the characteristics of alcoholics, even if they never drink themselves.  They can be in denial, develop poor coping strategies, have an inability to problem solve and form dysfunctional relationships.
Adult Children of Alcoholics and Help
Many adult children who grew up in a dysfunctional home have been deeply affected by their experiences and often seek counselling and professional treatment to help resolve these issues.
While I do not posses every one of these traits, many do affect me. It's also interesting that while my sister and I grew up in the same environment and are really similar to this day, we take on different traits from this list. The way that we deal with being a child of an alcoholic are different. I don't know why, but that is hard for me to process. I guess it's all part of how God created us all to be unique :) 

Thursday, December 26, 2013

{CHRISTMAS 2013}

Merry Christmas 2013! 

We had a great Christmas! We tried really hard this year to do a lot of Christmas stuff with Isaac. We went to see the lights at Glendale Glitters,  we went to a Christmas parade, we did a drive-thru nativity & we saw a nativity play with live animals. We also drove through lots of neighborhoods to see the Christmas lights. We made Jesus a birthday cake and decorated it together. 

Christmas Day was very low-key. We opened gifts around 9am, then Skyped with our family in Florida then Tango'd with our family in Michigan. Then we got to play with all of the fun stuff Isaac got! That was fun!!! During Isaac's nap, we snuck in "Christmas Vacation" which always puts a smile on our faces. We were bummed with the lack of Christmas movies on TV this year! :/ Yet, we watched our fair share of "Calliou Christmas" - seriously, it's playing as I type. 

We are loving our time off together! I am looking forward to getting some stuff done around the house. Matt's dad comes to visit at the end of January and we are so excited to spend some time with him! And we purchased our tickets for spring break!!! I was dreading purchasing those tickets because I knew they would cost a small fortune, but thankfully we got a smoking deal and know I can start dreaming of the beach! 

We are praying for a wonderful 2014!

Saturday, December 21, 2013

{Change Is Indeed Good}

When I was 22, a guy I worked with said, "you are so young and the way you think is so 'young'! I'd love to see you when you are 30." I'm not sure of my exact reply, but I'm sure it was something sassy - because I thought that who I was at 22 was who I was going to be forever. I couldn't grasp the fact that of experiences in life change us...in all kinds of ways.

I thought life was great at 22 and I thought I was a good person with goals and a great future ahead of me. I had my life planned out and couldn't imagine straying from that plan. Each year after that, I started liking who I was becoming, more and more. Never have I regretted where I once was, but I slowly started to realize that God was working in me, in ways that I never imagined.

Now that I am at the magical age of 30, things have really been put into perspective. And I know that as each year passes, I will change more and more into the person that God has formed me to be. And I am thankful for that :)

Monday, November 25, 2013

{I DID IT!}

I did it! I ran my first race!!! I've been wanting to do a 5K for a couple of years, but just haven't been able to commit to one...until recently. I was asked to participate in the "RUGGED MANIAC" mud run and of course I was excited. Truth be told, I probably should have trained a bit more, okay, a lot more. And I probably shouldn't have done a mud run as my first race. 

I was scared beyond belief in the weeks leading up to the race! I knew it wasn't going to be easy, but I had no idea how hard it would actually wind up being. I figured it would be 3.1 miles including 20 obstacles - so really, how much could I have to do?! Let me tell you how much...3.1 miles. I swear they had you run 1.5 - 2 miles just to start. Let's go back to the lack of training thing, yeah, I should've trained more! (and maybe eaten less junk that week!)

There were a few pretty small obstacles in the first 2 miles, I still needed help with them, but in the big scheme of things, they were small. Then, the worst obstacle of all reared its ugly head. I don't know what the technical name was, but I called it the "platform boat thingy", because it looked like a platform on the water...and there were 4 of them and they were separated by a few feet (I think like 4-6 feet, but I could totally be wrong!) of water. ***NOTE: These things were wobbly and our shoes were covered in MUD!*** I made the jump and cleared the first 2! I was fortunate to have supportive team mates that were helping me make these insane jumps with my short little legs, but even they couldn't save me from disaster on the 3rd jump. I felt like the 2nd & 3rd platforms were much farther apart, but I still tried to make the jump and I didn't make it. My left foot made it, but my right leg smashed into the side of the platform. It was the worst pain I've ever experienced! Holy bajeebers, it hurt - and I still had about 15+ obstacles to go! 

After the platform boat thingy, we picked up the pace and started running again and continued with the crazy obstacles, most clearly designed for people with long legs. I am thankful that my team was patient with my slowness and also my little legs. I got lots of boosts and lots of hoisting up :) And honestly, I don't know how I could have done most of the obstacles without help. 

I have no idea how long it took us to finish the race nor do I care, all I cared about was finishing it. Quitting was not an option. I am so glad I pushed myself and didn't give up, especially after getting hurt to early. And I think I can say, "never again!" I would like to do another 5K race, but I think I'll forfeit the mud next time :)
before, after + my sweet leg



















It looks like a kitten tried to climb my legs!

Tuesday, November 5, 2013

{Friends Forever}

The year was 1988, I was five and I made a friend - Amanda. I remember having a few groups of friends and one of those groups included Amanda. I loved hanging out with Amanda. I remember standing next to her during out spring concert which was held outside the elementary school and we were singing patriotic songs. And for some unknown reason, I looked at her and whispered, "this is so embarrassing." Did even know what embarrassing was? Probably not, but I sure thought I was cool using it in a sentence when I was five. Amanda and I were close all through elementary school and even into the 7th grade, but drifted apart until junior year.

In the 7th grade, I had 3 of my afternoon classes with an extremely shy girl with braces. We slowly became friends because we were both dorky and didn't have any other friends in the classes. As it turned out, our dads knew each other, so that kind of opened a door for us to become closer. We really bonded on a field trip to Tunnel Park before school got out for the summer. I still remember her not wanting to drink out of the drinking fountain because of the germs. I really thought she was going to pass out from dehydration! This girls name was Katie.

After talking more and more each day, I learned that she was friends with a girl that I had met on the first day of 7th grade. I literally can remember the moment I met Chelsea. She was wearing black, velvet-ish overalls on a day when the temperature was like 90+ in a school with no air conditioning. Thankfully our last names were close to one another (oddly enough, they are still close and we are both married) and we were assigned seats just two apart. We soon became friends and started hanging out with Katie.

Thankfully Katie introduced us to her friend Amy. And Amy was fun! I remember meeting her at Katie's 13th birthday party and I knew instantly that I wanted to become her friend. In the 9th grade, we met Michelle's neighbor two doors down - Michelle. A lot of my teenage memories are of us girls walking down the road between those houses, drinking tea and dancing to rap music. We even made some crazy videos of us being "us" and I could watch them over and over. Man, us girls had some good times.

Fast forward to the middle of sophomore year of high school. Me, Katie, Chelsea & Michelle were the best of friends, but we noticed a new girl in the cafeteria - and she looked like a foreign exchange student...from Germany. But she wasn't from Germany, she was just from Detroit. Her name was Melissa and she was hilarious. We were all so sheltered living in West Michigan our entire lives and Melissa was so different from us, and we loved that about her.

We have all grown up and done our own things, but I am happy to say that we are all still friends. This past week, tragedy struck one of my friends. I think I am still in a state of shock as I know her family is too. There is not much I can do for her or her family from 2000+ miles away, but seeing my friends come together to provide meals, support, hugs & whatever else the family needs was so incredibly moving! I know God brought all of us girls together for a reason and I'm so glad that I have these girls in my life! Not many people can say they have the same best friends they had during childhood/adolescence, but I can :)

I don't know why Amanda & I were holding hands! haha
All of us (minus Melissa) meeting up in Milwaukee in 2012