It's all well and good that at the core of this feeling is a emotion laid down in childhood. But how does one break that?
More specifically: How does one keep from or remove oneself from being a burden on others?
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Today the focus is on the long-term effects of a child internalizing the belief that he or she is a burden – and how it can then feed into a pattern of being an outsider in adulthood.
It can be helpful to check a dictionary for the exact meaning of a word like "burden" in order to understand if the words used to define the term have special significance for an understanding of a specific problem. In the case of “burden,” the dictionary captured the essence of this blog. The first definition is simple and benign: “Something that is carried.” The definition continues with, “Something that is emotionally difficult to bear, a source of great worry or stress.” It ends with various synonyms of burden such as “affliction, cross, trial” and notes, “these nouns denote something onerous or troublesome.”
Imagine being a child and feeling that you are a burden.
The story of Lisa serves as a good example. Lisa is a 61-year-old woman, still married to the same man for the last 40 years, mother of two grown daughters, and grandmother of four grandchildren. She holds a degree in accounting and has worked for the same firm for the last 15 years. She sought therapy at the suggestion of her internist, who saw her physical complaints and difficulties strongly tied to an increasing level of stress she had been experiencing, coupled with her covert references to intense feelings of loneliness, isolation and alienation.
For some time, we had been focusing on her being the perennial caretaker, going back to when, as an 8-year-old child, she had played – or had actually become – caretaker to her younger brother. Both parents had demanding jobs and both were active in various interests outside of the home. Assuming responsibilities too early as a child often leads to later issues for the adult, including being taken for granted and being taken advantage of.
When I suggested the possibility that her history of needing to be a responsible caretaker at such a young age could be causing some of her current stress, Lisa assured me that she and her brother were well taken care of by a series of women specifically hired to take care of them. To my mind, in spite of the presence of these women, her excessive caretaking, tied to beliefs she might have internalized as a child, could still explain some of her feelings. Remember, children think concretely and in egocentric ways and her childhood history could have led to a distorted belief of being that is now being played out in adulthood.
On this particular day, Lisa was telling me about a recent interchange that she had with one of her daughters. She was sharing some concerns about not having finished an important business report that was due the next day and her daughter had offered to help. According to Lisa, she gently declined her daughter’s offer. Her daughter’s response to Lisa declining the offer was still reverberating in Lisa, now a week later.
“What did your daughter say?" I asked.
Holding back tears, Lisa answered, “She said, 'But I want to help – I love you.'”
“What was your reaction when your daughter said that?” I asked.
Lisa remained silent for some time and then, barely audible, replied, “I don’t remember ever feeling I was really loved as a child.”
As sometimes happens in therapy, a hidden door to a new understanding of the past begins to slowly open.
In the weeks that followed, Lisa shared a more detailed telling of her childhood environment and why she would not have felt loved. Her narrative focused on such issues as: her mother’s total commitment to her job as executive director of a non-profit organization, which required many extra hours beyond a normal workweek; her father’s intense interest in sports and his involvement in her brother’s involvement with basketball; how it was difficult to hide from her friends the continuing lack of involvement in her life by her parents; what, as a child, she needed to do to adjust to the different caretaking styles of those caretakers over the years; and, most poignant of all, how it felt to become truly attached to a particular caretaker and then have her leave.
It was not difficult to see how Lisa, as a child, would have felt unloved, unimportant, even abandoned. And why becoming a major caretaker would have made her feel important and included. How she may have allowed others to take advantage of her, possibly encouraging them to do so. But all of this new information about her childhood and our attempts to understand how she had been affected by it still didn’t touch the root source of the damaging sense of loneliness, isolation and outsider feelings she struggled with.
I asked her to imagine how, as a child thinking concretely and in egocentric ways, she might have felt as that child.
“Well,” she said, “it’s not hard to understand why I would have felt unloved.”
I stopped her by saying, “When you say ‘not hard to understand', you are in your head, thinking like an adult. Slow down – take a breath or two – and try to think like a child.”
It is difficult for an adult to think concretely like a child and Lisa continued to struggle.
“Go back to that moment with your daughter,” I said. “She had offered to help you – you declined – and she said, ‘But I want to help you.’ She didn’t say, ‘I love you and I want to help you.’ There’s a 'but' in there that somehow changes the meaning. Keep in mind that in any interaction between you and another individual, there exists a physical and psychological space that holds the words, the body language, the emotions, beliefs, and echoes of childhood that forms the 'feel' of the interaction and what each of you believes is the true message that was communicated.”
“So what you’re saying,” Lisa defensively asked, “Is that I did something wrong or said something that I shouldn’t have said?"
“No,” I replied, “The question I’m raising is that – by her saying, ‘But I want to help,’ – had she interpreted your message differently than you intended?”
Lisa answered tartly with, “My message was simple and clear. I’m fine. There’s no need for you to help me. You have enough to do.”
“Do you remember what you actually said when you declined her offer?”
Lisa, now clearly annoyed, countered with: “I don’t remember exactly what I said. And what difference does it make?”
It makes a difference if we can use that moment to understand something that you still struggle with. Think of what it means when someone starts a sentence with a “but."
Lisa, silent for a few moments and calming down, questioned, “That I really don’t want you to help?”
I then added, “That you didn’t just decline her offer but rejected her offer, which possibly conveyed some aspect of rejecting her.”
Lisa exploded: “How dare you suggest that I was rejecting my daughter. That I was just like my mother and some of those bitches that were the caretakers. The only message I was sending to my daughter was one of assurance – that there was no way that I was going to be a burden to her."
And there it was – said with all of the feelings of a deeply wounded child who had internalized a strong belief that she had been experienced – by her parents and all of those hired helpers – as a burden. Not just as “something that is carried,” but also with the full force of the entire dictionary definition – “something that is emotionally difficult to bear, a source of great worry or stress – an affliction, cross – something onerous or troublesome.”
In the weeks that followed, Lisa realized how she had inadvertently pushed family, friends and associates away by declining any overt or covert offers of help. Each time she would experience someone offering to help her or to take care of her or just wanting to be involved with her, her decline of the offer would be wrapped in her feelings of needing not to be experienced as a burden. She clearly did not realize that the others were experiencing her as rejecting them and their desires to be involved in her life, which in turn reinforced her feelings of always being an outsider.
There can be a number of basic scenarios that result in an individual being caught in a chronic state of outsiderness. Regardless of the specifics of any given environment, the experiences of not belonging in childhood have enormous power to affect the quality of life of the adult. To the list of possible scenarios leading to one feeling like an outsider, I now add the individual who, as a child, felt like a burden.
For more information on the effects of being an outsider, see my November 2012 blog, On Being The Outsider.
This blog will continue to expand on The Long Reach of Childhood: How Early Experiences Shape You Forever, including strategies that can play an important part in the process of breaking free. Hope you’ll continue to join me on this journey. And hope the beliefs you’ve brought from childhood are free of distortions.
It's all well and good that at the core of this feeling is a emotion laid down in childhood. But how does one break that?
More specifically: How does one keep from or remove oneself from being a burden on others?
In my own opinion(because i came to the realization that I suffer from this) as i read this article it stuck out to me what I was doing to those who want to help me, and its clear to me what i have to do....STOP assuming youre a burden and just accept the help or dont be afraid to ask for the help you need. When you have people around you who love you sincerely then you cant be a burden because they love you. Just like you like to help others, there are others that would love to help you. Im 26 years old and i had this same issue and now know that I have to conquor it by becoming childlike. Children arent afraid to accept nor ask for anything. This article helped me so much just by reading it. Thank you and I appreciate you posting it. I dont want to hurt anyone but i didnt realize the damage this problem was actually doing (making me an outsider). People need us just as much as we need them, but just like we expect someone to accept the helping hand we are so generous to give, we must also be WILLING to receive that hand as well.
I'm currently 18 and have been having difficulty with this problem. However, for me I've been mostly concious about it. Every interaction I have on a daily basis is calculated. Calculated in order to see the best way to avoid being a burden. Tonight I got in a fight with my boyfriend and he ended up saying how he's always stressed out with school. I said I didn't want to burden him and cause more stress. I eventually tried to tell him how I calculate everything I say in order to ease the negative effects on those I'm interacting with- even when I pay the price. He didn't understand and I don't think he will ever understand. I am almost 100% sure thes feelings came from my childhood. I have a different story than most, I was abandoned in Russia and was found by the police. I was around 2.5. And even though I don't remember anything about Russia I suspect that is where my way of thinking originated. I'm kind of relieved I'm not the only one who thinks like this and just maybe someone understands.
I just came upon this thread and it brought tears to my eyes.I also always felt like a burden to my parents.I was the middle child of 5 children but I was definitely the bottom of the totem pole. My older sister was abusive and nothing was done to stop her.My older brother was angry and distant and left home as soon as he graduated hs.My younger siblings were babied and and given much praise and attention .So i fought back with negati e behavior and u remember laying awake at night and hearing my parents discussion about me and what they should do about me.I just wanted love and affection from my parents and i never got it.To this very day I'm the black sheep of the family. I would have been better off if i had been adopted.I cried one time and told my parents i just want someone to love me and they didn't get it.Very cold distant dysfunctional family.my parents are dead and I'm estranged from the others for my own sanity.
Dear Donna..I relate to what you wrote. I am just discovering this very strong and destructive thought process. I am #5 of 6 and my older sister was abusive and never corrected. My younger sister was 6 years younger than me and was completely babied. I never felt like I belonged, never felt understood. I am just starting this process.. I appreciate what you wrote.
i have kidney disease 60 years old and the future looks dim ,everyone in my family is stressed to the max with their own problems ,they never even ask whats going on with me. i was always a troubled kid i left home at 16 with major depression because i did not want to be a burden . i'm kind of stunned i survived this long . my life is a mess . i don't want to die but i don't want to be a burden . i dont think theres any way out for me .
I'm 24 and recently received my B.A. degrees. I have chronic-anxiety. Maybe I'm depressed.
My anxiety affects my daily life. I never feel secure. I have no job. I'm afraid of the world. Of people. Of stepping out. Of socializing. Of constantly being judged. I'm afraid of living. I don't know /how/ to live, but I /want/ to live.
My mom was/is psychologically abusive and sometimes physically abusive. My dad was/is psychologically, emotionally, and sometimes physically abusive. Both my parents neglected my brother and I, not out of choice, but because they have always been so trapped within their own minds. Their own pessimism and bitterness.
My parents had us when they were older, now they're in their late 60's, while my brother and I are in our mid-20's.
My mom has characteristics of a narcissist. My dad has been majorly depressed my entire life. They have been so busy arguing with each other, saying horrible things to one another that they never adequately paid attention to my brother and I.
My dad was laid off a long time ago, my mom blames all of us for our financial struggles, has always made my brother and I feel like burdens. As if we should feel guilty for everything. Even for being alive. She always constantly complained about her physical state (tiredness) and how her life ended up this way. As if we are burdens. Mistakes. The things that messed up her life.
My mom used to get into a fetal position on the floor and cry. I would find her like that, alone in her room, and attempt to comfort her. Holding her tight. Giving her the comfort I always desperately wanted and felt I needed, but never received.
She compared us to other people's "perfect" children, speaking as if my brother and I are disappointments/failures. My mom likes to show off. Act high-class and sophisticated. When my brother and I got into a prestigious university, she showed-off to everyone, but there's always more complaints. We always need to do more, but more will never be enough.
My brother took out his negative emotions onto me. He was emotionally, psychologically, and physically abusive towards me.
They've all always told me all my supposed flaws, but rarely have I ever heard compliments--if I ever received any, I don't remember. I guess they were drowned out by the plethora of insults.
I don't love myself.
I am a burden. Useless. I will never amount to anything. I'm good at nothing. I'm talentless. There is no point for me to even try because I will always fail. I don't deserve to be alive. To be here.
I hate myself.
I'm disgusting. Embarrassing. Shameful. Despicable. Unworthy. Unloveable. Stupid. Lazy. A cunt. Bitch. Piece of shit. I should just go kill myself. I'm a monster. Cold-hearted. Have no feelings. I'm selfish. Too sensitive. Fake. A good-for-nothing. I'm nothing special. No one would ever love me.
Etc.
I know these things are not true, but it's so difficult to change a perception that's been ingrained within my mind.
It's so hard to heal. So hard to let go.
I've recently started therapy, and I hope I'll take progressive steps towards self-love.
My psychological issues have been affecting my health, and I know I am loved by my family. My health is something that affects my family, and I don't want to [burden or] hurt them because of my selfish choices that led to physical ailments.
I want to heal. For myself. I want to be healthy. For myself. And if this helps my loved ones too, than good because I want them to be happy too. To heal too. To let go of their own wounds.
I wish for everyone's successful journey towards self-love and healing. It's hard, but let's persevere because as much as we don't love ourselves right now, that doesn't mean we don't deserve better. It doesn't mean we don't deserve happiness, success, or love. We do. We deserve all the good in life. Let us strive towards it.
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