Boundaries: Where You End and I Begin by Anne Katherine (English) Paperback Book

Description: Boundaries by Anne Katherine Synopsis coming soon....... FORMAT Paperback LANGUAGE English CONDITION Brand New Publisher Description Are Your Boundaries Being Violated? Boundaries separate us from others physically and emotionally. In fact, they are essential for our mental and physical health as well as for developing healthy relationships. Yet every day, peoples boundaries are violated by friends, family, or coworkers. Despite the importance of personal boundaries many people are unaware of how or when these very important lines are crossed. Which of the following are boundary violations? Esther tells Betty a secret Mary told her. Your therapist invites you to go for coffee. Your boss wants to know the details of your personal life. Your boss asks you if youd like a hug. Mom tells little Debbie about her troubles with Dad. Your new neighbor pats you on the bottom as he turns away. Your mother makes a comment about your being overweight. All but one of the above incidents violate boundaries (your boss asks you if youd like a hug). In Boundaries: Where You End and I Begin, Anne Katherine explains what healthy boundaries are, how to recognize if your personal boundaries are being violated, and what you can do to protect yourself. For anyone who has walked away from a conversation, a meeting, or a visit with others feeling violated and not understanding why, this is a book that can help. Notes Revised and updated edition, advising on how to reassert and protect personal boundaries against physical or emotional violation. Author Biography Anne Katherine, now retired from her forty years as a psychotherapist, is a screenwriter, ghost writer, and National Park ranger. She is the author of numerous titles, including Boundaries, Where to Draw the Line, The Yesterday Doctor, and Stalking Yosemite. Table of Contents CONTENTS1 THE WALL BETWEEN2 VISIBLE AND INVISIBLE BOUNDARIES3 CONTEXT4 YOUR PHYSICAL BOUNDARIES5 YOUR EMOTIONAL BOUNDARIES6 ASSORTED BOUNDARIES7 BOUNDARY VIOLATIONS8 TWO LETTERS TO SOME SPECIAL PEOPLE9 INTIMACY10 MENDING WALL11 GOOD FENCES Long Description Are Your Boundaries Being Violated?Boundaries separate us from others physically and emotionally. In fact, they are essential for our mental and physical health as well as for developing healthy relationships. Yet every day, peoples boundaries are violated by friends, family, or coworkers. Despite the importance of personal boundaries many people are unaware of how or when these very important lines are crossed.Which of the following are boundary violations?Esther tells Betty a secret Mary told her.Your therapist invites you to go for coffee.Your boss wants to know the details of your personal life.Your boss asks you if youd like a hug.Mom tells little Debbie about her troubles with Dad.Your new neighbor pats you on the bottom as he turns away.Your mother makes a comment about your being overweight.All but one of the above incidents violate boundaries (your boss asks you if youd like a hug). InBoundaries: Where You End and I Begin,Anne Katherine explains what healthy boundaries are, how to recognize if your personal boundaries are being violated, and what you can do to protect yourself.For anyone who has walked away from a conversation, a meeting, or a visit with others feeling violated and not understanding why, this is a book that can help. Excerpt from Book Chapter 1 THE WALL BETWEEN Lauras Story I was born a month premature. In those days, preemies were put in an incubator and left alone. In my imagination, armed with what Ive gleaned from years of therapy, I can return to those first days. What I see first looks like a tunnel with a clear roof. I am looking up through the incubator. A bright light shines all the time. The walls beyond are plain and white. I feel cut off from everyone and dont know who I belong to. The only time I am touched is to be cleaned. Recently, I asked my mother how much she held me those weeks we were still in the hospital after my birth. "Why, I held you all the time!" she said. "How much?" I insisted. All the time was not my memory. "Why, whenever theyd let me." "How often was that?" I persisted. "I held you every time they brought you to me to be fed" she said. "Twenty minutes, three times a day." An hour a day my first three weeks of life. My baby self knew that wasnt nearly enough. That touch deprivation continued. When I was six months old my father left my mother, so she left me with my grandparents and took off. My grandparents were not the most demonstrative people in the world. Maybe I saw them kiss each other once in all the years I lived with them. Me, they never touched. When I was ten my mother remarried and decided she wanted me back. The second night I was in their house -- my mother worked nights -- my stepfather came into my room and got into bed with me. After never being touched or held, I felt hands on my body. His touch made me feel sick inside. Something told me this wasnt right but nothing had ever told me that my feelings mattered or that I had a choice about anything. So I put up with it. I remember the first time a boy touched me. I was thirteen, he was sixteen. We were at a teen dance and all I could think about was that I finally had a boyfriend. He danced with me and kept his arm around me all night. Was I jubilant? Was I thrilled? No, I was terrified. The only kind of touch Id ever known disgusted me. This was a nice boy who was completely proper and respectful, but when he put his arm across my shoulders I felt sick. My heart was beating so loudly from fear I could hear its pounding cadence in my ears. Far from enjoying my first healthy experience with a boy, my heart beat like that far into the night, hours after I was home alone. I avoided his calls. I wouldnt see him again. Beths Story My mother was over 40 when I was born. My father, older still, was a military man. He commanded the household and everything in it, especially me. From preschool on he had long, serious discussions with every one of my teachers. He watched what I ate, directed my play, and as I got older interviewed my friends. It was he who taught me the neat way to dress, the proper way to sit and stand, and the meaning of duty, obedience, and loyalty. When I had my first period, however, we were both shocked. Until then I had been perfect -- straight As, conducting myself with proper military bearing. I was the son hed never had. But becoming a woman interrupted my perfection. He didnt have to tell me but I knew Id failed him in a big way. So I stopped eating. Eventually I stopped looking like a woman and my period stopped. My mother was concerned but my father wasnt. And since she didnt have a lot of say in our house nothing happened. Eventually, however, I was so thin and had so much trouble concentrating that my mother insisted I see a doctor. The doctor put me in the hospital immediately. My father didnt want me away from him, but my therapists said I was anorexic and needed treatment. They forced me to eat. When my therapy group upset me, I called my father and he told me not to listen to them. He called my counselor and argued with her that nothing was wrong with me. The more he talked to me, the more I realized that it was ridiculous for me to be in the hospital. Those people didnt know what they were talking about. I was just fine. Besides, I missed him. He needed me. Finally my father came to get me. He didnt even care that insurance would no longer cover the costs because Id left against medical advice. He wanted me with him that much. Boundaries -- What Are They? Therapists and recovering people toss the word around easily. But what do they mean? Why have these stories been included? Do they say something about boundaries? Maybe not yet, but they will. In this chapter well look at the big picture, boundaries from an eagles point of view. Later well close in on the details. Well swoop down on specific aspects of boundaries so that youll recognize both the forest and the trees. Exercises pepper the chapters. Enjoy them. Most are brief. Some involve other people. All let your body and heart in on the knowledge youre collecting with your mind -- in learning what boundaries are all about. An Amoeba Is Not a Tulip So what is a boundary? A boundary is a limit or edge that defines you as separate from others. A boundary is a limit that promotes integrity. Your skin is a boundary. Everything within your skin is the physical you. Each living organism is separated from every other living organism by a physical barrier. Amoebae, orange trees, frogs, leopards, bacteria, tulips, turtles, salmon -- all have physical limits that delineate them as unique from other organisms. This limit can be breached by injury or other organisms, if the breach is severe enough or if the invading organism is toxic or hostile, the host organism can die. An intact physical boundary preserves life. Even an organisms physical components have boundaries. Your nerves are covered with a sheath or membrane. Your bones are distinct from your muscles. The physical world abounds with boundaries. Were it not so, when we sat down, wed pass right through the chair (and the chair through us) and be sprawled on the floor. Except then wed pass through the floor, too. And then the earth? Where would we stop? We Are Surrounded by an Invisible Circle Our skin marks the limit of our physical selves, but we have another boundary that extends beyond our skin. We become aware of this when someone stands too close. Its as if we are surrounded by an invisible circle, a comfort zone. This zone is fluid. A lover, say, can stand closer than most friends, and a friend can stand closer than a stranger. With someone who is hostile we might need a great deal of distance. We have other boundaries as well -- emotional, spiritual, sexual, and relational. You have a limit to what is safe and appropriate. You have a border that separates you from others. Within this border is your youness, that which makes you an individual different and separate from others.ar What is an emotional boundary? We have a set of feelings and reactions that are distinctly ours. We respond to the world uniquely based on our individual perceptions, our special histories, our values, goals, and concerns. We can find people who react similarly, but no one reacts precisely as we do. My Size Is None of Your Business When it comes to how others treat us emotionally, we have limits on what is safe and appropriate. I came out of a store in downtown Seattle and a stranger started screaming at me about a religious matter. I turned and walked away. I do not have to accept screaming from anyone. I will accept appropriate anger from my friends and loved ones, but even then, I determine how close Im willing to be to an angry person. When I was younger, my landlady routinely commented about my weight. "Youre getting bigger, aint cha." I let her say those things to me because I didnt know any better. Now I know that no one has a right to comment on my body. If that happened today, Id tell her, "My size is none of your business and I want you to keep those thoughts to yourself." If she persisted, Id also persist. I might never again deal with her in person. I might even move, whatever it would take to protect my emotional boundaries. I used to let my clients say anything they wanted to me. If their need to be angry is that urgent, I thought, let them learn anger with me. Now I sacrifice myself for no one. If a client says something that hurts, I set a limit. Clients can be angry with me, and they can tell me so, but meanness and hostility advance neither the relationship nor the individual. If I let someone abuse me verbally, I have done neither one of us a favor. The same is true for you. When you let someone abuse you or hurt you verbally, the other person is not advanced. Protecting yourself sets a necessary limit for both of you. That limit advances the relationship. We have spiritual boundaries. You are the only one who knows the right spiritual path for yourself. If someone tries to tell you he knows the only way you can believe, hes out of line. "You must work out your own salvation with fear and trembling." (Philippians 2:12, New EngliSh Bible) We can be assisted but not forced. Our spiritual development comes from our inner selves. We have sexual boundaries, limits on what is safe and appropriate sexual behavior from others. We have a choice about who we interact with sexually and the extent of that interaction. We have relational boundaries. The roles we play define the limits of appropriate interaction with others. In later chapters, well explore and further Details ISBN0671791931 Short Title BOUNDARIES Pages 144 Series Fireside/Parkside Recovery Book Language English ISBN-10 0671791931 ISBN-13 9780671791933 Media Book Format Paperback Subtitle Where You End and I Begin Edition 1st Author Anne Katherine Residence Snohomish, WA, US Imprint Touchstone Place of Publication New York Country of Publication United States DOI 10.1604/9780671791933 NZ Release Date 2001-02-19 US Release Date 2001-02-19 UK Release Date 2001-02-19 AU Release Date 2000-07-06 Publisher Simon & Schuster Year 2001 Publication Date 2001-02-19 DEWEY 158.2 Audience General We've got this At The Nile, if you're looking for it, we've got it. With fast shipping, low prices, friendly service and well over a million items - you're bound to find what you want, at a price you'll love! TheNile_Item_ID:160748002;

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