Wednesday, June 27, 2012

Who is the Master? Who is the Slave? (In Your Important Relationships That is!)

When I meet with couples for the first time, one of the things I do is explain the three basic categories of relationship lifestyles that they may otherwise be unaware of.  The first is called "Parallel Living" which has to do with couples who each "do their own thing" in their relationship...and every once in a while get together for some "intimate" sharing (whether that sharing is emotional, physical, or both).  Generally speaking, however, this type of relationship follows the precept "You do your thing and I'll do my thing."  If it sounds strange to think about, consider all the "older" married couples or life partners who you already know and who live like this.  Each seems to be perfectly content to just do what they do without considering "the other" before doing it.  If there is something that comes up which requires they both be present, they may or may not comply---it just depends.  This type of relationship dynamic can "work" if both parties are active, busy, and have their own social circle separate and apart from their partner.  This in no way represents an "ideal" relationship scenario...but it is one that many MANY couples can fall into without even realizing it.  In this case, both parties are "masters";  masters of their own schedule...their own needs' satisfaction...and their own happiness.  If they "connect" with each other...it is not a regular occurrence and certainly not a "goal" of the relationships overall.  There is too much else going on to occupy each partner's mind and focus.

The second relationship dynamic most common among couples is the "Codependent Trap".  In this case, each partner flip flops with the other in functioning as either a "master" (taker) or a "slave" (giver) in their relationship with each other.  If kids are involved, they too can easily fall into the trap of functioning as a "master" (over their parents or siblings) or a "slave" (doing whatever they must in order to make sure mom, dad, sister, or brother is o.k. "first" before themselves in the household).  The frequency with which this flip-flopping goes on can be dizzying to say the least.  I have seen couples switch between master and slave status in my office several times just over the course of an hour!  How this type of dynamic is lived out can appear complex and confusing...but it really isn't once you boil it all down to "Who is the master here?"  "Who is the slave here?" (In any given circumstance, in regards to any specific "issue", in relation to work, care and maintenance of the kids, how leisure time is spent, sexual activity, etc. etc.) 

Salvatore and Imogen was one such "codependently trapped" couple.  Imogen and Salvatore once enjoyed a lifestyle that allowed them to travel freely, buy and sell property, and live the otherwise "good" life.  Salvatore was the owner of several automobile repair shops and business was good.  Imogen had never worked anywhere full-time for very long;  she had known Salvatore since high school and once they "hooked up" in senior year...that was it for her.  She knew she wanted to be married to Salvatore and have his babies.  That was all that mattered to Imogen.  Which was fine "at the time" for Salvatore too.  After high school, Salvatore bought a share in a relative's repair business;  over the years he worked his way up and out of that business and into another.  And another.  And yet another.  By the time Salvatore was 28 years old, he owned six shops and was on top of the world both financially and relationally with Imogen.  If she wanted to go shop at Somerset every day of the week it didn't matter.  "I loved her and I wanted to give her everything she wanted", Salvatore told me.  I get it.  I really do.  Sal was the "master" when it came to the making and disbursement of this couple's finances.  Imogen was not.  "But she could spend whatever she wanted so she was a master too wasn't she?", you may wonder.  No she was not.  Why not?  Because when Salvatore decided one day to pull the plug on Imogen's "out of control spending" (his words..not mine), he did.  She was now financially powerless.  He took her credit cards and cut them up;  he also insisted on providing her with only enough cash to purchase "necessary" items such as groceries and gas for her car.  In this case, Salvatore was the master of this couple's finances...and Imogen was the slave.  She just didn't know it until she no longer had access to their financial resources and couldn't do a darn thing to change it...unless of course she got a job.

The codependent trap is generally unrecognizable because very few couples want to think in terms of what they "must" have or what their partner "must" be like in order for the relationship to be "good".  I actually had a young man tell me about his girlfriend's new job and how she "has great insurance now" as he smiled and winked at me.  What did that mean?  Well...considering I know this young man quite well, it meant that her insurance was a good thing if they ever got married as he had none and would probably never get it on his own (another story for another time).  Although it's sometimes hard to fathom the idea that people get together as couples while also considering "Well, she brings this to the party and she brings that..." or "He's great in the sack so that's enough for me!"...or "He'll love my four kids because he loves me!", believe me---it's happening all the time.  Master/slave.  Slave/master.  Flip flop.

The third and most "ideal" relationship dynamic is one where the couple respects each other as equals---and functions accordingly.  There is no more "master" or "slave" as in the case of the codependent trap lifestyle...and achieving authentic intimacy is an ongoing goal of the relationship.  Although one may work full time and the other may not, in this type of relationship it is clearly understood that "this is o.k. and this is how we agree to function as a couple given that reality".  Nobody arbitrarily "takes" or "gives" without considering their partner.  Nobody sneaks or plots;  everything is out in the open.  And as part of this dynamic, there is continuous sharing (communication which allows for each person to comfortably identify and express their OWN feelings, needs, wants, and desires to the other in a timely manner...while ALSO accepting one another's "yes", "no", or "maybe later" responses when asked for something).  Wow.  What a concept eh?  This practice is at the heart of developing and maintaining true emotional intimacy in the relationship.  And as that part of it is the "cake"....sex is the icing.  Don't forget that either.  Between achieving emotional intimacy and physical intimacy on a regular basis, it sure makes for some happy and content couples.  Kind of like two slaves (to each other) instead of two masters---or a master and a slave.

Parallel living, the Codependent Trap, and True Emotional Intimacy.  Which relationship lifestyle is yours...and which do you aspire to?  Who is the master?  Who is the slave?  Who are you?

Monday, June 4, 2012

Trippin' Down Memory Lane Via FB...

As I was surfing through Facebook this morning, I happened to come across a person's timeline who had a whole lot of friends from my former high school.  Me being who I am just had to allow myself the indulgence of checking out some of the timelines of these former classmates and neighbors of mine.  Seeing and reading what I did had a mixed bag effect on me.  On the one hand, I was relieved to find that "justice" had finally been served;  yet the psychotherapist in me felt extremely disappointed.  Maybe this is why I do what I do;  I am constantly hoping against hope that people WILL choose to make the positive changes necessary to heal, change, and grow themselves in ways they may have never before imagined possible.  For so many of my former classmates, that was obviously too big a hope for them to handle over these last 30-40 years...

"Imari" was one of these individuals.  She grew up not far from me and the last I heard, was in prison somewhere for God only knows what.  Back when we were kids, Imari was a golden girl in the literal sense.  She was physically beautiful, and that was about it.  She was a bully, a thief, and a liar just to name a few of her figurative attributes.  I know this because her older sister was a friend of mine and Imari had no filter when it came to her own behavior.  As an 8th grader, she was said to be functioning as her boyfriend's punching bag (and I knew her boyfriend's family too...so I believe this).  Friends of hers also shared that Imari's father was a major creeper (using today's vernacular).  Since I had my own run-ins with Mr. Imari and knew he got Mrs. Imari pregnant when she was just a kid herself...that "news" was old news.  I also recall Grandma Imari yelling and screaming at people on the sidewalk whenever I walked or rode my back past their house;  I tell ya, there was obviously never a dull moment goin' on inside those four walls!

Now flash forward to 2012.  I hadn't seen Imari since before we graduated from high school.  And then suddenly just this past week...there she was on Facebook.  In all her 2012 glory.  This former bully, thief, liar, and golden girl....well, what can I tell you?  Physically she looked like someone who has been invisible to the opposite sex for a VERY long time.  I also am reminded of all the not-so-nice one liners guys I knew back in the day would use to describe these sorts of women.  "...looks like a hundred miles of bad road", "a face that could stop a clock", etc. etc.  Yes, Imari was for certain no longer the golden girl of our bygone era.  Or anyone's era.  Imari, as my one male friend used to say, "is through".

As for what Imari's currently like on the inside, who knows?  her wall posts were a mish-mash of "feel sorry for me", "oh I'm in such a crisis", and "nobody loves me anymore" commentaries.  Well, at least it read like she's moved past the bullying...

Imari's older sister had a boyfriend from our neighborhood.  His name was Guza.  He wasn't just a bully, but a scary human being.  There was a time when he and his "gang" were throwing rocks at one of their classmates who had climbed up a tree to try and avoid being hit.  I was standing right there watching.  The classmate ultimately fell out of the tree and an ambulance showed up.  Because Guza and his pals were older than me, I had presumed that "this" was how older males behaved once they started driving.  Guza was one of several boys in his family;  another one of his brothers was believed to be behind the wheel when a car was driven through a house at the end of our street one summer.  To say Guza was a "bad seed" was in fact a compliment.  A part of me wondered how I would be if I ever ran into Guza as an adult;  I almost got my chance when one of his former buddies showed up for therapy several years ago at my office!  I nearly fell over!  Of course, I could not see Guza's friend in therapy due to a conflict of interest.  Namely, me forgetting I was a therapist after our first session!

When I attempted to "find" Guza on Facebook, what I found instead was the fact that he was now dead.  I also found out that his life, when he was alive, was not that great.  As a matter of fact, it was all quite bad.  Why am I surprised?  Probably because the 55 year-old me still wonders why people don't always believe me when I say, "If nothing changes, nothing changes!"  Go figure...

Tripping down memory lane can dredge up some bad junk of the past, but it can also provide some keys to personal freedom as well.  If you don't learn from your past, you won't.  If you do learn from the past mistakes that have been made (either by you...of those around you), then you may be inspired to do things differently from now on----att least as those things relate to what you have learned. 

Once you are dead, it's definitely too late.  As it is for Guza.