When You Are All That’s Left

©2013, Paulissa Kipp.  All rights reserved

©2013, Paulissa Kipp. All rights reserved


I have written and rewritten this post a total of 21 times over the past several weeks, unsure what to say and fearful that pain would leak from every pore onto the page. My finger hovered over the delete and publish button more times than I care to admit.  Ultimately, however, I decided that it was important to tell my truth, to own up to my mistakes and to share in the hope that it might help someone else.

Sometimes, things are just sucky – there is no way around it. Sometimes, we just have to walk through the pain, learn what we can from it and move forward with love. All else rises from that place.

A few weeks ago, I wrote about my 1st ever camping trip (If you missed it you can catch up with the deets here: http://paulissaisms.wordpress.com/2013/06/10/8-lessons-learned-from-my-first-ever-camping-trip/) and how it unfolded not as a trip full of wonderful memories, but rather as the source of a lot of discomfort for all who went. High expectations, too much trying to orchestrate fun, boundaries that were not respected, sensory overload and so much more occurred on that trip.

In the weeks since the trip, I have spent a great deal of time evaluating what happened. First, let me say that I readily accept my responsibility for what happened. I allowed compassion and a desire to be a friend to a person in need to cloud my knowledge of conflict of interest. As a legal assisting student, conflict of interest has been drilled into my brain since day one. Yet I failed to listen to that strong voice in this instance and the consequences were swift and harsh. Had that not happened, the trip would not have happened and the ensuing fallout would not have occurred. I accept responsibility for my lack of proper judgment. We managed to trigger and annoy one another; things were said or left unsaid by both of us that were hurtful. The person who knows your pain is most capable of hurting you with it – either by acknowledging or not acknowledging it. The fallout from the trip and the fact that neither I nor the person in need feels safe in terms of a.) me being able to express my needs or exercise my self-comfort rituals and have them respected or b.) the person in question not feeling traumatized (due to their own background) by being asked to remain within boundaries means a lot of change is taking place.

In the weeks following the trip, I have been terminated from my volunteer position at the facility where I taught journaling for depression. I have been banned from the program, . I have lost a support system that understands mental illness without having to explain to people who do not themselves experience it. There is tremendous comfort in a shared experience. I was nearly banned from attending a memorial service for a fellow student until the person in question stated that they were OK with me paying my respects but again “don’t feel safe being asked to respect boundaries.”
The person in question then used the memorial service to strut up to me with a member of their family and ask “How much do you and your husband hate me?” First, a memorial service is not the time or place to grind one’s ax. Second, I don’t hate anyone but I will say that I am beyond disgusted at being told that if I am claustrophobic or triggered by things next to my face that I should check myself into a mental ward. No, maybe YOU should stop waving shit in my face, talking for 4 hours non-stop or crying for 4 hours nonstop and my ability to handle the talking and crying has nothing to do with me being bipolar. I don’t know any “normal” people who wouldn’t find that annoying as shit.

The follow-up question: “Do you think we can salvage our friendship?” The short answer: There is nothing salvage because when a person states that your need for your reasonable boundaries causes them trauma and reminds them of their abusive parent, there is nothing. I cannot say or do anything that will make that person feel safe without sacrificing my own well-being. My boundaries are: Don’t wave bright lights next to my face when you know that gives me migraines and please let me have a quiet moment when I ask for one – either by shutting up or not getting offended when I physically remove myself from your presence or energy. The person in question needs to take time to recognize that by asking others not to express their needs in relation to the behavior exhibited, their own recovery is stunted. Not being able to respect the needs of others doesn’t help us to navigate the world in which we live.

I have learned many things from this painful experience:

1. Don’t allow emotion to cloud your better judgment. Ask yourself “What could be lost if I choose this?”
2. Sometimes, the person who knows the most about your scars are most capable of re-opening the wounds.
3. Simply because a person has a similar background, that does not mean that he or she a. understands your point of view or b. is not without his or her own biases toward how you choose to navigate the challenges presented.
4. In difficult interpersonal situations, accept responsibility for what you contributed but accept nothing more than that. It takes 2 people to have a misunderstanding.
5. Always allow your values to choose how you will proceed in a situation. While I harbor no ill will toward the person in question and wish them well, I have no desire to be a friend or support person. Know your limits and honor them, damn the torpedoes. The torpedoes will fly whether you take care of yourself or not.

So where do I go now? I am spending time in self-care so that my helper’s heart can heal. Right now, I don’t feel as if I have anything useful to offer others in terms of comfort, support, nor do I have the desire. I need to heal the broken heart before embarking on a new venture. I am continuing to ready the launch of the Creative Link online course and am finishing up the Phoenix Uprising Manifesto. Stay tuned and remember, never sacrifice your AUTHENTIC SELF for another.
Much love,

©2013, Paulissa Kipp

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  4. Christopher V. 6/24/13 10:46 PM

    Most of all, thank you for sharing +Paulissa Kipp the completeness of your experience and struggles.

    Rest assured, in my eyes and to me, you are someone who is a source of light, strength, compassion and hope.

    Please allow me to the favor by sending you all that and silly giggle to help you weather the storm :)

  5. Christine 6/24/13 8:12 PM
    You will be able to move forward. You are strong you have learned you are loved. 😀

  6. Miriam 7:54 PM
    I’m so sorry about the fall out from this event. There is brightness on the other side of this darkness. Right now all your hurt is magnified. Time will give you perspective and maybe even a reward! 

  7. Gillian 6/24/13 7:30 PM
    My dearest Paulissa,
    My eyes are hurting but I could not not read your post. It speaks worlds about who you are and where you are (right now, not nice).
    Know that you’ll be in my thoughts as I fall asleep – in a very short time – as, indeed, you often are. But then you know that, I’m sure.
    Heal. On your own terms.

  8. Christina 6/24 7:27 PM
    Excellent writing and insights. I honor your honest and clarity.

  9. Randy mccumber
    June 24, 2013 at 11:43 am

    This too shall pass paulissa. What you wrote reminds me of why I tend to be a loner… No tolerance for bullshit, or poor behavior. Anyone getting in my face gets my wrath. Personal space is personal space! It has taken many years for me to become a kinder, more gentle person and I will not allow anyone to mess with my head.

  10. You will heal. You are stronger now. You did not perish. You learned a great deal. One lost friend does not destroy all friendships. I believe in you. ~ Viki

    Time: June 24, 2013 at 2:53 pm

  11. Fantastic blog….TAKE CARE! Xx
    dana michele

  12. Hugs to you, sweet pea. Thank you for sharing this. You did the best you could under a very difficult situation and you did good! xoxoxo Susan Lewis, http://idisagreecompletely.wordpress.com

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