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Closing Doors . . .

What do you think of when you hear the word “commitment”? What about the phrase ‘being committed to something or someone”?  What comes to mind then? I have found that the images are different depending on the individual.  Please realize that deeply caring about someone is not the same as being committed to them.  I was reminded of this when a certain person in my life decided to tell me he was committed to me; it was just a different kind of commitment according to him. Then later on he proceeded to tell me that he deeply cares about me and wants to be in a relationship, but he is not committed to me.  Confused yet?

I have been dealing with this same person for nearly 20 years. This is the type of confusion that he continuously created when ever commitment came into question.  At first he says the right words and acts like he really means what he says, but after he gets what he wants, his effort is finished and the sabotaging begins.  This is what someone who has commitment phobia does.  They want a relationship, but they also want space and freedom.  They can be loving, attentive, and very charming, but at the same time passive aggressive and emotionally neglectful.  Their sabotaging begins subtly, but then gets worse and worse over time.  They are not proud of their behavior and actually feel guilty, but it doesn’t stop them.  They are governed by fear, lots of fear. 

A phobia is an extreme or irrational fear of or aversion to something. Commitment phobia is a very difficult thing to deal with, especially when you are the one on the receiving end of the behavior.  In my case, for 15 years this person tried to hide their phobia and denied their depression and problematic personality features.  The problem with this is that it all will eventually bite you in the ass in a very big way.

Our family was torn apart by the action of this person. It has been four and a half years since the big bite happened and he subsequently left us.  He came back after three years after a psychological evaluation and had started counseling.  He stopped his counseling shortly after returning home and for the past year and a half we have been slowing rebuilding our family unit, but unresolved issues arose.

I haven’t really written in the past month, because certain revelations have been happening and I needed time to process it all. Slowly I have been trying to chip away at all the layers in an attempt to deal with these unresolved issues.  Talking ensued, lots of talking. What was finally revealed lead me to one conclusion – he has commitment phobia. 

How does one even develop something like that? To answer that question, you would have to divulge into why any phobia developments and the reasons really depend on the person.  In this particular case, I can honestly say that this person had a lot of baggage prior to meeting me.  Our various problems that we faced as a married couple just added to the mix of things he really didn’t want to deal with.

This whole idea of commitment phobia is something that I am having trouble wrapping my head around. I am a very committed person, always have been.  I am also a very loyal person, almost to a fault, which has led to me being taken advantage of.  I don’t know if these aspects of me are derived from being autistic or if they are simply aspects of who I am regardless of anything else.

In The Discovery of “Aspie” Criteria by Attwood and Gray, under “A qualitative advantage in social interaction, as manifested by a majority of the following”, number one states “peer relationships characterized by absolute loyalty and impeccable dependability”. Yup, that is me.

I am a loyal, dependable, and committed person. I am known as someone who doesn’t give up and am always looking for solutions and new paths to follow when I encounter a road block of some sort.  I am also someone who establishes strong bonds with people and have been known to be overly trusting way too many times.  Keep in mind that not every autistic person is overly trusting, but I am one of them that is.  I am also naïve even after being on this planet for 41 years.  Perhaps this is due to me being developmentally delayed, but I can’t say for certain.

Rules are rules to me and that includes rules in a relationship. You don’t cheat, you don’t play mind games, you are honest and open, and you are there for each other. This allows for trust to build.  Trust must be earned.  It took me so long to learn that.  I give way to many chances when it comes to people.  I don’t know why I do this, but after being hurt so many times I finally took it upon myself to learn about the importance of personal boundaries.

I was never taught about boundaries growing up. I also was never taught how to say “no”.  I was taught to comply.  Perhaps that plays into why I give too many chances, but I can’t say for sure.

I have been told in the past that I am too kind, that my heart is too big, and that I must have a lot of patience. I have been told that these aspects of me allows people to take advantage of me, to take advantage of my heart, which only leads to the heartache that I have experienced many times.

I married a guy who is basically a douche, but tried to hide that fact, because he really did and still does love me. The thing is, apparently love is not enough to keep someone from being unfaithful, being neglectful, and emotionally abusive. This is why all these years I have been so confused and so hurt.  Why would you tell someone you love them over and over again, tell them you want to marry them, make future plans with them, have children with them, spend nearly 20 years with them, and then systematically destroy it all?  It boggles my mind.

For four and a half years I have been hanging on unable to move beyond the shattered remains of my life I once had. For a moment I thought I was getting it back.  Everything felt so right.  We were a family again, but it was short lived.  The man I bonded to can’t commit.  All those hurtful things he did happened because he couldn’t commit and the lie he had been living finally caught up with him.  Instead of being honest with me, he used emotionally abuvise tactics to destroy our marriage so he didn’t have to be the one who initiated the divorce proceedings.  Something I had to do. 

Here we are again. He didn’t want to look like the bad guy, so he has been sabotaging repair efforts and I don’t know how much of his behavior he is even aware of.  Ingrained behavior is difficult for a person who is demonstrating the behavior to actually see that they are doing it. Denial is something he is very good at.

About three weeks ago I felt something emotionally close in my heart. At that time I learned that my ex-husband wants the benefits of the family he loves, but not the responsibility and commitment that comes with it. As these revelations were coming out, my ex-husband also started talking about not wanting to look like the bad guy by ending our relationship a second time.  Go ahead, if you haven’t already, start shaking your head at me and make disapproving expressions.  I know, I know. Déjà vu all over again except without the infidelity and abandonment parts. 

I have taken these last few weeks to process this feeling of something closing in my heart and trying to figure out what this sensation was about.  I have come to the conclusion that it was a door closing, so to speak.  This feeling was something new to me and I have had difficulties determining what it meant. 

For four and a half years I have been unable to move on. Too much hurt, too much anger, and too many unanswered questions.  I think that feeling of a door closing in my heart means I am ready to take those first steps onto a new path.  It still hurts, but the pain is different this time.  I have found that I have too much self-respect to continue on this roller coaster of a life that my ex-husband lives in. My children and I have had to lower our expectations to such a low point so we can be pleasantly surprised when he does a nice thing or he does what he said he was going to do.  It is ridiculous that we have to do this, but we have to take care of ourselves.  There was just too much disappointment and hurt that was happening.

My ex-husband was given a second chance to make things right. Instead of working with me to find middle ground and nurture our relationship and our family, he has chosen to dig himself in and not budge.  Working towards middle ground means commitment and that is something he is just unable to do.

I don’t regret giving my ex-husband a second chance. I had to find out.  I had to take the chance.  I needed questions answered and I needed to know if we could really be a family again.  I got my answers. The result was not what I expected or wanted, but I got what I needed.  I got what I needed in order to finally move on with my life.  As the Rolling Stones song goes:

You can’t always get what you want

But if you try sometimes well you might find

You get what you need

The Rolling Stones – You Can’t Always Get What You Want – Lyrics

In closing, I raise a glass of your preferred beverage to what the future may bring. May it be a bright future indeed.   Blessed Be.

Seeing the Truth in Patterns

“To understand is to perceive patterns.”

-Isaiah Berlin

Patterns can be beautiful and calming, even sensuous. Patterns can also be ugly and painful. When you have very strong pattern recognition, you see patterns everywhere and in everything. “Connecting the dots” is just something that comes naturally to someone like me.  Whether it is patterns in tile or how leaves grow on a stem or human behavior, I recognize patterns.

This is why it frustrates me so much when others do not see the patterns staring right into their faces, especially when it comes to human behavior. How can you not see the pattern?  It is right there in front of you, why can’t you see it?  Is this a choice on your part or do you really not see it?

I wonder if it is just too painful for those who do not see the patterns of human behavior. Recognizing the pattern would mean that they would have to accept it for what it is and that is something that they cannot bring themselves to do. The truth can hurt.  Maybe this is why I hear “give him/her the benefit of the doubt”  and “let’s just see what happens” even though there has been years of evidence that shows a very clear pattern of behavior.

In Human Behavior Patterns (The Laws of Probability), Joseph “Joe” Panek states:

Isn’t it interesting how we, as human beings, Choose to Perceive Patterns? On one hand, we Choose to recognize some Patterns for what they Truly are. While on the other hand we Choose to analyze other Patterns until we become confused and dizzy.

For example: we know that the sun rises in the east; we know that if we let something slip from our hands it will fall to the ground; and we know that if we plant a petunia Seed it will grow into a petunia flower and not an oak Tree. We understand, and accept these natural Patterns as Truths and facts and we hardly, if ever, ask “Why?”.

However, when it comes to Human Patterns (Human Behavior) we take an entirely different stance or attitude; we automatically look for, and attempt to dissect, the “Why?” of the situation and casually Ignore the fact of the situation.

Why is this so? Why do we accept nature’s Patterns for what they are yet refuse to accept Human Behavior Patterns for what they are …a Pattern?

Since our earliest childhood society, and all of its factions, groups, and organizations, has Instructed us to recognize things for what they are.

Yet this same society has, on the other hand, Indoctrinated us to give people the “benefit of doubt”, at the expense of Truth, when it comes to their Behavior Patterns.

We have been trained, mostly through Guilt, to Forgive and forget when we should be taught to be Aware and understand.

For Awareness and understanding are our most reliable allies. A person’s past is a testimonial to their future. If a person is a liar or a thief, this is what they are. There is no “sugar coating” of these facts. Yet, how many of us blindly give these individuals the “benefit of a doubt” only to rue our Decision and cry out “Why?”.

I was reminded again today that not everyone is willing to “connect the dots” when it comes to human behavior. It was a painful and disappointing reminder to me, because even someone like me who sees patterns everywhere still chooses to not see the truth for what it really is.  I am human with a scientist brain and I have this incredible need to understand.  I ask “why?” all the time.

Humans are messy. There are so many patterns that don’t make sense.  I ask “why?” and the answers that are given often frustrate me or confuse me more.

  • Why does he keep hurting me?
    • This person has a tendency to not clue into my feelings and doesn’t notice a problem until it is too late.
  • Why doesn’t my family see me for who I am?
    • I am so much more than what they want to see.
  • Why have I had to fight for so long to be able to be me?
    • I have worth and I matter.
  • Why is my “voice” not being taken seriously?
    • Please hear me.

I am told I am just supposed to accept things for how they are and move on, that this is how things are done and how people are and there is no wavering from that. I can’t just blindly accept a pattern of behavior that doesn’t make any sense.  Just because something has always been a certain way does not mean it has to always remain so.  That is a choice to stay like that; to remain behaving in such a way that it continues to hurt people as well as yourself.

After finishing writing that paragraph above, I find myself asking another “why?” question.

  • Why am I writing all this?
    • I have been seeing a pattern for a long time and I have not wanted to see the truth in it. 

Autistic people are commonly overly trusting and have very strong loyalty. I am no different.  I stay and continue to be hurt.  I have remained loyal even though the trust had been shattered.  I still don’t know why I did that and continue to do so.  Over the past year he and I have been working on trying to glue that trust back together, but it remains cracked and fragile. I made a choice to give him the benefit of the doubt even though there had been an accumulation of years of evidence showing a pattern of behavior that was very questionable. 

In the above paragraph I wrote, “I can’t just blindly accept a pattern of behavior that doesn’t make any sense. Just because something has always been a certain way does not mean it has to always remain so.  That is a choice to stay like that; to remain behaving in such a way that it continues to hurt people as well as yourself.”  Yet here I am in the same questionable situation again where I am emotionally hurt on a regular basis. I have chosen to be here.  I am the one who has the pattern of behavior that doesn’t make any sense.  

truth-budda

Again, another “why?” question:

  • Why have I done this?
    • Because I listened to my heart instead of my brain. I wanted my family back. I wanted the man I loved back.

Emotions are funny that way. They blind you to the truth. I can rationalize his pattern of behavior all I like, I did it before my trust in him was shattered, but it doesn’t change the fact that the emotional pain continues.  Does he love me? Yes.  Does he mean to hurt me? No.  As I stated before, he is not conscious of my feelings and still doesn’t understand triggers, or the need to feel safe, or why it is so important to me to have my feelings validated.

He has chosen to not have pattern recognition when it comes to people.  It makes him visibly uncomfortable to discuss matters of human nature.  He doesn’t seem to want to be aware of what is happening around him. He just wants to live his life his way and be shut off from the world.  Unfortunately, he has a family that doesn’t fit into his way of doing things. My children and I are very much part of this world and do not want to be cut off from it.  This means I have a difficult choice to make – Do I stay silent, or keep pointing out patterns of behavior hoping to get somewhere, or just leave all together?

I don’t have an answer to that question at this time.

All I see is the pattern and it worries me.

“To Ignore Human Behavior Patterns, along with the Laws of Probability associated with these Patterns, is to subject ourselves to a lifetime of continual victimization. And if we Honestly look at the personal tragedies of our Past, we are likely to discover that they are the result of the people we allow into our lives and the obvious Behavior Patterns we Choose to Ignore.

For, in the end, whether we Choose to accept this fact or not, a Pattern is a Pattern is a Pattern”

– Joseph “Joe” Panek

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Finding Hope

NOTE:  This blog was originally written as a journal entry for my Peer Support Specialist as part of my Wellness Recovery Action Plan.  It reads somewhat choppy, but I wanted to share it nonetheless.  My children have given me permission to share their medical information as long as I don’t use their names.

(Trigger Warning:  Reference to suicide, emotional abuse, and trauma.)

“Hope is the life force that keeps us going and gives us something to live for. Hope is a crucial part of dealing with life’s problems and maintaining resilience in the face of obstacles. Even a glimmer of hope that our situation will turn around can keep us going.” – Joe Wilner (How We Lose Hope and How to Get it Back)

The word “hope” is defined as a feeling of expectation and desire for a certain thing to happen. I sit here staring at my computer monitor trying to think of things that bring me hope. Where is that feeling of expectation and desire for a certain thing to happen?  I seem to be lacking it.  I am in full-on survival mode and have been for some time. The feeling of hope seems to not be in the equation for me.  

I sit here reminding myself it has been bleak before, I mean really bleak. Bleak to the point where I didn’t want to live anymore.  I was never suicidal, I just wanted the physical and emotional pain to end and I only saw death as a way to finally escape it all.

What kept me going?

My responsibility to my two young children is what kept me going. I refused to leave them without a mother.  They were only a baby and a toddler at the time and they had a father who wasn’t always around and grandparents who only wanted to involve themselves on their terms, which was limited. 

This all happened years before I was diagnosed with Autism, years before we knew both my children were also autistic, and years before realizing my daughter also had Bipolar. Medical trauma, grief, chronic pain, post-partum depression, family neglect, emotional abuse, isolation, lack of a proper diagnosis, lack of support from anywhere lead me into the worst autistic burnout I have ever experienced and without a proper diagnosis I had no idea what was happening to me.  I thought I was losing my mind.  I was diagnosed with PTSD during this time.  This diagnosis would eventually grow into Complex-PTSD.  

I have experienced burnout many times since, but never to the extent of how it was during those very dark, dark days of my late twenties/early thirties. Unfortunately, I am finding myself horribly burnout out again, more so than I have been in a very long time.  I am 41 years old.  My daughter will be 16 next month and my son will be 14 two months after that.  One October night in 2012, my world once again began to fall apart.  My husband, whom I had been with since 1998, sat me down and told me he didn’t want to be married any more, he didn’t want the responsibility of a family any more. 

Things continued to get worse and worse. My husband was self-destructing from a life-long struggle with untreated severe clinical depression and he was taking the family down with him.  I will not go into detail of the three years of hell that my family went through over this, but I will say that my son developed PTSD from emotional abuse by his father.  My daughter grieved like her father had died, yet there was a stranger walking around with his face. 

Fast forward three years, my husband finally agreed to get professional help and has since come home. We have spent the last year trying to rebuild our family.  Five months ago we moved to a very isolated area with dream.  We would build a house together and start our new life as a family, all four of us together.  Unfortunately, life happens when you are making other plans. 

We have been living in what can be described as a glorified shed with tarps for walls. It is the end of November. We have no plumbing or insulation. What electricity we have comes from heavy duty extension cords that are plugged into the meter outside and drugged into the house. We can’t run much on them or we end up popping circuits.  We do have a wood stove, but with no insulation, it can only keep the house just below 50 degrees Fahrenheit, the bedrooms are even colder.  We are miserable.

Due to unforeseen financial problems over the last few months, who knows yet when we will have plumbing. My in-laws’ house is about a football field’s length away. We utilize their kitchen and plumbing. They are very caring people, but their house is small and they are very elderly.  My mother-in-law has had two strokes, is diabetic, has blood pressure problems, and needs round the clock care which my father-in-law provides.  Their house is very unpredictable and stressful.  It is hard to explain, but no one can handle being in their house for more than a few hours. We are looking at another six to eight more months without plumbing. It realistically could be longer than that.

Even though I call my husband “my husband”, we are not legally married any more. He made sure of that during those three years of hell.  He recently has informed me that he doesn’t know what makes me happy and he doesn’t know how to meet my needs when it comes to our relationship.  That really hit me hard. After all these years, he still doesn’t know how to be a husband to me (he has admitted that he has sucked at being a husband and father), but there is a positive note to this.  He wants to learn and he is listening.  Progress has been at a snail’s pace, though, painfully slow, but for the first time he is putting in real effort. He is committed and is determined to make our relationship work.   

Then there is my employment situation. I have been a certified teacher for 18 years in grades Kindergarten – 12th grade.  The 2011-2012 school year literally almost killed me with stress.  Over the past four years I have slowly been transitioning myself away from working a daily teaching job.  I can no longer physically or mentally continue working every day and also care for my two children who cannot attend a regular school day at a school.  They are both homeschooled, but are also enrolled in our local Home Link program, and my daughter receives her education services at our local high school by attending only mornings Monday – Friday. 

I finished my Master’s degree last April. I now officially have the credentials to say I am both a professional in Autism Education and a Science Teacher, yet I am still under employed and I don’t see how that is going to change anytime soon.  As of now I have five invisible disabilities:  Autism, Generalized Anxiety Disorder, Ehlers-Danlos Syndrome, Complex-PTSD, and Dyscalculia.  I struggle everyday with chronic pain, Misophonia, anxiety mixed with depression, and I struggle to live in a world that is not designed for someone like me. I have been on ten different anti-depressants, five different anti-anxiety medications, and three different sleep aids.  I have tried a variety of pain medications as well.  I have paradoxical effects with all these types of medications. Nothing works for me and only makes things worse.

My medication is running. I have been a runner for 23 years and I fight every day to stay out of a wheel chair.  Due to the continued degradation of my connective tissues all over my body from Ehlers-Danlos Syndrome, it is only a matter of time before running may be taken from me. I have already had to give up weight lifting, backpacking, mowing, gardening in other than large pots, picking boxes up, moving furniture, the list keeps growing every time another injury occurs or another body system begins to fail. I carry on, though. I just brace up my joints, bind up my torso, and continue to persevere.  I have to, but it gets harder and harder when the feeling of hope just isn’t there. The chronic pain wears you down.

With all of this, I am still struggling in thinking about what brings me hope.

The first thing that comes to mind as I have been typing all this out are the two young people who kept me going before when I found myself horribly burned out, my two children. They are everything to me and I am determined to persevere above all odds for them, always.

I have been told by my own mother that she would never be able to do what I do. If it had been her raising my children instead of me, my daughter would have been sent away a long time ago. As for my son, his needs would also have been ignored just like mine had growing up, because he is so “high-functioning” in my mother’s eyes.  Neither my son nor I are “high-functioning”, but we are quiet enough to be easily ignored.

Both my children have Dysgraphia and both are autistic (my daughter as an accompanying expressive language impairment and my son does not).

My daughter was also diagnosed with Bipolar II (but it may instead be Schizo-affective Disorder – Bipolar Type) with debilitating anxiety. She takes six type of medication either once, twice, or three times a day depending on the type. We have alarms set to help her remember to take her medication. She has been hospitalized once for suicidal thoughts and hallucinations telling her to use knives to kill herself.  

My son was also diagnosed with Generalized Anxiety Disorder, Panic Disorder, Agoraphobia, and Social Anxiety as well as Misophonia. He also struggles with re-occurring depression. He takes two types of medication once or twice a day depending on the type. He has been on suicide watch twice.

Then there is the glimmer of hope that comes when I look in my husband’s eyes now and see the man I married in there. In his eyes I see an older, tired, and struggling version, but I see hope there, too.  He sees a future for us, a future that I thought we had lost that one October night when he decided to give up on me, our family, and the life we had. 

I have not reached the same point where he is, but I want to.  This place where we live now is where he grew up.  This is his world, but it is not mine.  This is why I am not at the same point where he is.  This world is so foreign to me.  The language is different, the mannerisms are different, the way of life is different, and I am cut off from my world due to our rotten living conditions.  No internet and all my belongings, my tools I use to self-regulate and make my environment safe and comfortable, are all locked up in storage.

My senses have been on overdrive since moving here. Everything is too loud and too bright. It hurts here.  Then there is the problem of my husband’s recent poor choices haunting us.  During those three years of hell he involved himself with four women in ways he shouldn’t have.  One of these women he purposely used to rip our family apart and my children and I caught him with her. Neither had feelings for each other, which just made it worse for me.  This woman ended up marrying my husband’s first wife and they both show up at my in-laws’ house on a regular basis. They are also both invited to family gatherings, gatherings we can’t go to because of their presence.  I am reminded of my recent trauma and loss all the time.  I can’t get away from it. This has taken a considerable toll on me.

“Though, when we begin to lose hope, things can seem bleak. When we run into constant resistance and are prevented from reaching our goals we can start to feel like there is nothing to live for. If we can’t get to where we want to be and don’t feel in control of our life, what’s the point?” – Joe Wilner (How We Lose Hope and How to Get it Back)

I have been finding myself asking, “What’s the point?”

What is the point? Why do I keep going when all there seems to be is endless struggle and pain?

The answer:

Because I must!

My life would be very different if I had been dealt a different set of cards. I know this, but there is no point in lamenting over that fact. I was dealt a certain set of cards and I have to live with what I was given and make the most of it. 

Over the years, I have written a lot about persevering and not giving up. I have to keep on fighting.  I have to keep moving forward.  I have to keep trying to reach that light at the end of the tunnel.  When I was at my darkest all those years ago, I kept telling myself that the tunnel will end and light will be reached again.  I knew it would happen, because that was the only option available.

I am there again telling myself that this dark, burned out tunnel that I have found myself in will eventually end. It has to.  I don’t know what I will find when I reach the light again.  My life may once again be transformed into something I wasn’t planning on, but at least I will be there to see that transformation. 

I will persevere. I will keep moving forward.  I will keep on keeping on.  That is the only option I have. 

 

Perhaps that is where my hope really lies, by keep on keeping on . . .

 

“If you can’t fly then run, if you can’t run then walk, if you can’t walk then crawl, but whatever you do you have to keep moving forward.”

― Martin Luther King Jr.

The Story of the Liberal and the Conservative and the Need for Consensus . . . . .

Ah, politics. In the United States, our current presidential election race started in March of 2015. Here we are, 19 months later, and the presidential election is almost over.  The general election is November 8, 2016. With only one more week to go until the 45th president is determined, many in the United States are bracing for the end of this very long, very frustrating, and very bizarre presidential race.

Those in my house have wanted all this turmoil to end some time ago and there is a very good reason for this. We have a unique situation in my house, so I am going to digress from my usual talking points and discuss this unique situation. 

My husband is a conservative and I am a liberal. You can probably imagine the arguments we get into.  Finding middle ground is considerably difficult, especially on issues where our passions are very strong.  Then mix in the fact that I am autistic, which inherently leads to social and communication difficulties on my part. My husband is not autistic, but he does have his own form of communication difficulties.  He struggles with expressing himself effectively, particularly when it comes to issues where emotions are involved.

Two people living under the same roof with opposite views when it comes to which direction this country should go. We basically want the same thing, but it is in the “how” that we differ. This “how” comes from how we see the world. Basically, our perspectives, our values, and what we feel is really important. The different ways that our brains are wired, and our ongoing difficulties to effectively communicate with each other, cause a lot of tension in our house, particularly when it comes to political issues.  

Student News Daily breaks down this conundrum of Liberals vs. Conservatives:

We all want the same things in life. We want freedom; we want the chance for prosperity; we want as few people suffering as possible; we want healthy children; we want to have crime-free streets. The argument is how to achieve them…

Liberals believe in government action to achieve equal opportunity and equality for all. It is the duty of the government to alleviate social ills and to protect civil liberties and individual and human rights. Believe the role of the government should be to guarantee that no one is in need. Liberal policies generally emphasize the need for the government to solve problems.

Conservatives believe in personal responsibility, limited government, free markets, individual liberty, traditional American values and a strong national defense. Believe the role of government should be to provide people the freedom necessary to pursue their own goals. Conservative policies generally emphasize empowerment of the individual to solve problems.

NOTE: The terms “left” and “right” define opposite ends of the political spectrum.  In the United States, liberals are referred to as the left or left-wing and conservatives are referred to as the right or right-wing.  On the U.S. political map, blue represents the Democratic Party (which generally upholds liberal principles) and red represents the Republican Party (which generally upholds conservative principles).

Many times when a person hears the word “conservative” they tend to think “Republican”. This thinking also applies to the word “liberal” being connected to “Democrat”.  In my house this is not the case.  I am an Independent.  I am not affiliated with any political group.  My husband leans towards the Libertarians.  He doesn’t agree with everything that is on the Libertarian Party platform, but he agrees with the general idea of their platform – limit the government and leave us the heck alone so we can make choices for ourselves!

From the Libertarian platform Preamble – “As Libertarians, we seek a world of liberty; a world in which all individuals are sovereign over their own lives and no one is forced to sacrifice his or her values for the benefit of others.”

The simple definition of individualism is “the belief that the needs of each person are more important than the needs of the whole society or group”. That might work for some people, but not for me.  I feel if we are going to be able to have equality and equal opportunity for all then the federal government has to play a big role in accomplishing that.  Again, this is just my view.  There are many that feel that individual states should have more rights over what happens within their borders and that there is too much overreach by the federal government. That is their view and they have that right.  I fight for social justice, so this idea of individualism and autonomy over the needs of the whole society is counter intuitive to my desire for a healthy society for all.

According to Don Young, a healthy society has some underlying values:

  • The economy is an integral part of any society; the economy of a healthy society is governed by democratically developed principles.
  • A society should be judged in terms of the well-being of all its members.
  • A healthy society protects the weak while creating opportunities for the strong to flourish; it respects the cultures and human rights of all sectors. The dominant culture of a healthy society promotes co-operation and collaboration as checks and balances on competitive forces.
  • A healthy society needs robust laws and their fair enforcement, as well as creatively governed autonomous institutions that function to promote well-being. It uses law both to deal justly with those who cause harm or threaten the peace, and to protect freedom of expression and assembly.

When it comes to the Republican Party, I have voted for Republican candidates in the past, but never for president. I cannot in good conscious go along with the current Republican platform.  I feel the current party leaders are trying to take this country backwards, not forwards. 

Then there is the Green Party and the Constitution Party. Nope, not for me. The Green Party is too far left and the Constitution Party is too far right.  I think I am more a centrist that is leaning more to the left side than the right side when it comes to the political spectrum.

This is why I currently find myself leaning towards the Democrat platform. I don’t agree with everything that is on this platform, but the current Democrat platform is focusing on the issues that are important to me.  My passions lie in equality and equal opportunity for all, including marriage equality, separation of church and state, health care for all, education (supporting public schools), disability rights, maintaining a woman’s right to choose, science, and the environment – a very much liberal type of platform.

My husband is very much a gun enthusiast, very much a proponent of the constitution, very much supports individual freedoms. Any sense of infringement on these hot-topic issues causes considerable emotional outbursts. This is where his passions lie. There is nothing wrong with this. I support people defending their passions and expressing their feelings.  The problem is that any talk of services that everyone is required to take part in order for all to have access, any talk of gun legislation, and any legislation that could be construed as potentially impeding individual freedoms causes a lot friction between the two of us.

I think society as a whole needs to be addressed and he feels individualism is more important than society.

The story of the liberal and the conservative and the need for consensus . . . . .

From Don Young in What makes societies healthy?:

Poisonous Parties

In both the UK and the US, government is dominated by two political parties. Historically, political parties grew their strength out of their members, primarily at local and regional levels. The rise of mass media, the 24-hour news cycle, and the take-over of party leadership by ambitious men (and a few women) with little or no local regional roots have fundamentally changed the parties. As the party system is not underpinned or constrained by either broad based memberships or any effective collaborative frameworks, they have become largely representative of special interests. This is a tragedy, because as each party’s base becomes narrower and less diverse, the processes of government are more and more bent to serve the interests of the powerful at the expense of the whole people.

Party funding in the UK and the US

The Conservative Party is nearly entirely funded by finance, industry and super-rich individuals; and the Labour Party by trades union bosses supposedly representing their members. Both parties have lost the bulk of their grass-roots memberships. Few members of Parliament have had any significant careers outside of Westminster; their leaders are largely drawn from much the same small pool of party interns and graduates of elite schools or universities; with women’s and ethnic minorities’ barely represented. Membership subscriptions have become insignificant, and both parties rely on special interest donations. Smaller parties seldom get a real chance of attaining power. The electoral system also prevents a wide range of interests from being represented. Britain’s current attempt at coalition government has been characterised by internal conflict and increasingly poisonous relations between the Liberal Democratic party and the right wing of the Conservatives. The Labour Party is now in conflict with union bosses, who believe that their members’ subscriptions should give them the right to appoint Labour Party candidates for safe parliamentary seats. The small regional parties merit barely any attention on the national scene, and the three major parties each face a nation with large geographical areas where they are barely to be seen.

In the United States, Republicans and Democrats seem to be fighting to the death in Congress, preventing most legislative action, even that which could be beneficial to the nation as a whole. The Republicans in particular, are in thrall to extremist forces that oppose whatever the President and his party proposes. In effect, the government is paralysed. (Highlighted for pertinence.)

The prevailing politics in both the UK and US, funded by massive lobbying interests and powerful commercial institutions, has become a negation of democracy. The interests of the rich and powerful trump the common interest. This has become evident to the wider population, who have lost trust and faith in politicians, big business, big unions, and in particular investment banks, hedge funds, private equity houses, and other financial institutions.

The consequences

As a consequence, it is almost impossible for political parties to come together to agree on issues of extreme national importance. Even when they might agree in principle, many politicians emphasise differences to satisfy increasing number of extremists who make up the rump of party membership. There are no powerful counter-weight institutions to bring together the interests of the work force, business, and regions. The result has been serious economic decline and a widening of the gap between the privileged and the less fortunate. Without national consensus, especially about the nature of a healthy society, it is hard to see how either Britain or America can re-build healthy societies with economies and public services that support the interests of all. (Highlighted for pertinence.)

So, here we are in the United States, trying to find consensus in a world where our government has become paralyzed. It is difficult to navigate such a world, especially when you find yourself living with someone who is politically opposite you and you live in a part of a state where you find yourself the minority when to comes to political matters.

I fear the outcome of this current presidential election. Due to obstructionism and extremists, it doesn’t look good one way and looks even worse the other way. I prefer one candidate over another for very specific reasons, but with everything that has been happening in this country, the world as we knew it under President Obama’s eight years of leadership is over and I don’t do well with unknowns.