A day in the life of a food...
To the last I grapple with thee.
Wed, December 19, 2007 - 3:17 PMMunchausen Syndrome is a psychiatric disorder in which a person feigns illness, injury, or some other misfortune in order to gain attention and sympathy.
It is also an addiction to being victimized.
In the eyes of someone with MS, their life is a tale of tragedy and woe on par with an epic written by Dostoyevsky. In their mind they've been the target of abuse, neglect and fraud in addition to their constant struggle with whatever chronic ailment is bothering them that day. They have the tendency of taking advantage of people's better natures and once someone demonstrates empathy and generosity to them, the person is hooked.
In a way I can see the attraction. The idea of having someone always there to take care of our needs and wants out of a feeling of generosity is pretty insidious. Not only are people dropping everything to take care of you, but superficially there's nothing tyrannical about it. Most people have a hard time believing that someone would go out of his way to hurt himself in order to garner attention. Think about it - we don't go around assuming people are crazy, so what person in their right mind would lie about having cancer?
I recently read an article about a woman local to me who is suspected to have had a form of MS called Munchausen Syndrome by Proxy. ( wweek.com/editorial/3406/10148/ ). Where people with MS inflict pain on themselves, MSbP sufferers externalize their trauma on another person - usually someone they care for, so it's the cared one who has autism, cerebral palsy, etc. And again the attention is given to the caregiver at that person's expense.
(Now MSbP is currently being debated in the psychiatric field as to whether it truly exists or not. Mainly because the way someone with MSbP treats their child is essentially abuse - mental and physical. Most of what supports the existence of MSbP is anecdotal evidence.)
Reading it got me thinking: In what ways am I addicted to the idea of being a victim? There are quite a few I can name off-hand (and am not going to go into just yet.) But thinking about it made me realize that self-pity is nothing more than another form of self-victimization, it is a means of hurting myself to keep myself in a center of attention (both positive and negative).
The more I let go of the parts of me that keep me victimized, the more aggressive they become at wresting attention from me. It's a difficult process - the idea of slinking back to the place where I started from seems as easy can comforting as slipping into a warm bath sometimes. Ultimately I realize that it's a fear of being unnoticed that has kept me where I have been for so long. By being the center of my own personal 3-act play I've got a lot of sympathy, but unfortunately theatre is a very limited medium, once you've stepped to the forefront there really isn't anywhere to go.
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Wed, December 19, 2007 - 6:12 PM
It can be a real bitch.
I have read that in addition to rewarding, an addiction (or addiction-like behavior) can also be fed by having RELIEF to a stressful situation. When I find myself kvetching too much about whatever might be getting me down, this sort of thing reminds me to fix my shit. When I hear too much kvetching from someone else, I admit that there's a part of my ears that prick up and sometimes (alas not as often as I'd like) lay back. And for every time I've seen children used to extract sympathy for the parent, I shudder, knowing that these "valuable" lessons are being taught. |
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Thu, December 20, 2007 - 1:02 AM
i second Edward's comment and i'd add this.
As the child of a mother with a chronic illness, i learned early that the only real way to get attention and tenderness from my overstressed parents was to be sick. When my body hurt i was able to ask the same amount of care given to my ailing mother (and it gave my very practical father a specific touchstone to care for me rather than emotional intimacy)... It took me a long time as an adult to have a very powerful conversation with my body... to tell it that i am allowed to ask (others and myself) for care and tenderness, even if i don't feel sick. That i do not have to have pain in order to recieve love. i'm still working on this one (obviously), but i resonated with your own thoughts and i figured i'd add my own two cents. ;-) |
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Thu, December 20, 2007 - 11:32 AM
I'll add my own "here, here" to Edward's commentary.
I'm also realizing this is why I find myself in relationship trouble. My friends who have known me for a long time know I kvetch as part of my processing in finding a way to take action. Yes, it can get old--for them and for me. I'm learning to make my complaint time shorter so I can shut up about sooner and do something about it. A work in progress. I, too, learned from a young age that in order to receive the attention I so very much craved, I played the victim. I got attention faster than you can say, "woe is me!" Of course the disease is perpetuated when someone says, "Oh no! That's terrible. Tell me more." It's a vicious cycle that difficult to break. Listening to my mother-in-law on a regular basis has actually helped me recognize the symptoms in myself much sooner so I can stop the behavior. (It also helps me understand her son and his choices better.) Someone said something to me once that was actually unrelated, but fits so perfectly in this situation. If it's not necessary to say it, it's necessary NOT to say it. No wonder more and more people withdraw from others who have nothing to say but whining and complaining. I'm not saying to stop talking about those issues that bother you with the people you care about and care about you (bottling it up is not the answer either), but there's a time when it becomes overmuch. I'm learning to tell my friends, when you are tired of hearing it TELL ME--either do something about it or shut up. (Speaking of which, you have full permission to do so with me, and I'd be very grateful.) Oddly enough, this is helping me with my current situation, both with blood family and family by choice. I'm taking responsibility for my choices and doing something about them. I know I'm going to take steps back as I attempt to move forward, but the point is that I'm taking action and stopping the victim behavior. |
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Thu, December 20, 2007 - 12:03 PM
Man, those are rough rows to hoe, but good ones, despite the pain. Good luck!
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