7/29/14 A Sense of Loss

https://youtu.be/8wiVjm9rczo?si=jVvgyo3pWZNuc-Rp Talking to Kaitlyn, I can feel how much she misses something she thought she had, an ideal of something.

She has so much bitterness and anger right now towards the person who hurt her.  This is understandable. 

Beyond that is the sense of loss:  she feels she has lost everything.

Childhood
Family
Innocence
Talents
Friends
Future

Just like other victims, she fixates on one thing at a time, attaches emotions to things and feels re-victimized when that "thing" is gone.

Recovery must include a strong spiritual component.  Because of the transcendence of worldly things, a spiritual component is the only way to provide stability.  It is the only thing that cannot be lost.  Moving beyond the immediate sense of urgency, the primal fear of injury and pain, establishing a strong spiritual connection can be so difficult.  What I have learned in this ordeal with Kaitlyn is that the spiritual approach is the only one that can provide solid support.

Also, recovery cannot be a piece by piece process.  It has to include all aspects of recovery - emotional, physical, mental, spiritual and legal (possibly).  Each day brings new struggles, new perceived dangers.  For me to be an effective supporter, I must have each of these components stabilized in my own life.  I must have support of my own in order to deal with the consistent onslaught of Kaitlyn's emotions.

Today, I have so very few answers and lots of questions.  What I can offer is a prayer for recovery.  Don't give up.  Wherever you are, don't give up.  Take the one baby step you need to take today.

Timetables are impossible.  I can only meet each new challenge as I encounter it.  For a person who relies heavily on timetables, this proves the most difficult for me.  My daughter and the preservation of her identify are more important than timetables and personal expectations.

Just a note on the video at the top of the blog.  I had no idea Lindsey Lohan recorded an album.  I was doing a cursory search of "innocence, loss, family, incest" and stumbled across it.  I truly think it says so much of what Kaitlyn says in regard to her perpetrator.  I'd like to say a few choice words of my own.  Conduct a search of your own.................see what you find.  I have also linked a couple of articles about the psychology of lost innocence that I found helpful.

My dear, sweet Kaitlyn....................fight.  Today, find that little girl inside you and let her have some breathing room.  You have not killed her off.  You have just locked her away so deeply inside yourself to protect her.  Just today, fight for her.............I know you can do it.

Grieving

Today is hard..................my daughter has been gone now for 4 weeks.  She left when I made the ultimatum about rehab, and in all the days since she's left, I often find that I blame myself.  It's a natural part of the grieving process, but it still hurts.  I want my daughter.  I want the daughter that I used to know.  It hurts so much not knowing.  This is the second disappearance in a year.

This path she is on ends only in three ways:  recovery, death, jail.  As the loved one, I spend so much time internally bargaining with my own ideal / principals.  What I want is a full recovery.  I would settle for jail at this point because the thought of death is too much for me.

A part of me is missing, and it hurts most days to even take a breath.

Can I tell you how amazing and beautiful my daughter really is??

When she was a little girl, she was so serious.  She would contemplate long and hard about many things.  She was not without happiness or joy, but she often contemplated those with a seriousness that I had not seen in her sisters.  She was also very determined.  She wanted her way.  I remember that I would listen to her discussion and then steel myself when I told her she could not have her way because she was so often tenacious.  She has not changed very much.

She loved playing in the band.  She had decided to play the oboe when she was only 10.  For whatever reason, she wanted it, and as her mom, I was supportive.  In 6th grade band, she had to fight for the right to play the oboe in the school band.  The band teacher attempted to talk her out of it, but Kaitlyn stood her ground and was able to play the oboe.  The reeds for the instrument were not cheap, and often I had to order them because the music stores in Austin did not always carry the reeds.  I remember that throughout middle school, staying on top of reed orders was a priority for me as her mom.  When Kaitlyn switched to the euphonium, I was concerned that she had been talked out of playing the oboe.  She had simply decided to play another difficult instrument that few others played.  Kaitlyn wanted to do things that others didn't.  She was looking to find her own niche, her own voice.

RRISD rezoned our neighborhood going into her high school career, and she was inadvertently left off mailing lists for band going into the 9th grade.  The band director at her school kicked her out of band, and I spent several days negotiating with the school to keep her in band.  She quit instead.  It is a decision I did not support and one she later regretted.  It was the last disappointment she could handle.............she had suffered so many.  Her parents' divorce, a long term abuse, an assault at her new school in the 6th grade, moving to Austin.............one disappointment after another.  It was too much for her.

I bear responsibility for some of these situations.  I also bear responsibility for not acting quickly enough with therapeutic  intervention.  These failures on my part will haunt me until amends can be made and I can re-establish a relationship with my daughter.  As suffocating as the guilt is, I know that Kaitlyn has an even heavier load to carry, and I beg God daily to give me her pain and suffering to bear.  I would give my life today to give her a future without the burdens she carries.

Kaitlyn has a deep, twisted sense of humor.  She watches the most sardonic cartoons and laughs at the smallest things that most others would overlook.  She can reference movies / music / tv shows and understand deeply intense metaphors.  Part of her unique personality comes from this ability to remember everything, but it also contributes to her suffering.  Simple distractions do not placate her.  This is one of the reasons that standard addiction recovery frustrates her.  She needs intensity to feel progress is being made.

Now that she is 18, she is considered an adult, and I have had a difficult time getting the "professionals" to speak with me.  I understand HIPAA rules, but I feel some of the impatience she feels.  I cannot imagine her frustration, but watching her struggle, I want to help her.

Kaitlyn was very close with her father in the first 6 years of her life.  You could even say that she was his favorite child.  Almost everyone saw it.  I would do the best I could to intervene, to have time with Kaitlyn and to force interactions between their father and our other children.  Her father often carried Kaitlyn around and did everything for her, even though she could manage herself.  The divorce changed that relationship dynamic.  I saw it.

To help Kaitlyn transition, I did put her into counseling.  I tried everything I could think of to ease the pain of separation.  I seriously tried to maintain a healthy balance for my children.  Their father dropped out of sight, a reaction to the divorce that has persisted 12 years later.  I have tried; I won't even justify my actions.  My disappointment in my ex-husband and in his family knows no bounds.  My anger at them resurfaces often.  I learned quite painfully early on that I was alone in the process of raising my daughters.  Aside from the disappointment and anger I feel toward the ex-family, there was always a little girl, abandoned, left alone with the parent she was not close to.  Over time, I felt she had matured and had even grown fond of me, but that was  lie I told myself.

Kaitlyn told me recently that she feels guilt for never wanting to live with her mom.  She says that she has longed for her father all this time, and that being with her mom has only made her miss her father even more.  It was a confession I suspected and dreaded.  I knew how she felt about me.  I wanted more, but I had to face the reality of it.  A sweet, beautiful and amazingly talented young girl was separated from the parent she loved so much and forced to live with the parent she had no attachment to.  As much as I would want to, I cannot change the reality of this relationship situation.

As parents, we don't always get to keep those we bear.

I don't blame Kaitlyn.  I forgive her, too.  I want only the best for her.

Writing helps me.  It allows me to work through my emotions.  After I complete an entry, I will read back over it and find the deeper meaning behind my words.  I don't always have time to write when I become overwhelmed with emotions, but I make diligent efforts.  As we try to heal, I still must deal with my feelings for my beautiful daughter and also deal with sense of loss.

God, I pray for complete recovery.  Please allow Kaitlyn to see her true beauty before she destroys it or herself.  Please allow Kaitlyn to forgive those who she feels have hurt her.  Please allow her to forgive herself.  She is amazing.  She is wonderful, creative and compassionate.  God, I will sacrifice my own happiness, my own future to grant her one.  I pray on bended knee with profound sadness for her struggle.