light and dark

This theme has come up quite a bit within the last week or so. This might be the first of multiple posts on this topic because I feel the direction I want to go is only half-baked, I may have further insights at a later date. Let’s call this a first draft.

It came up first when discussing an ex with other women who were also discussing ex’s. One of the women labels her ex a narcissist and while she and I discovered similarities in how we both experienced our ex’s this is one place where we differ. I do not label my ex anything other than an ex. Maybe that is not true. I label him a liar, and a manipulator, and a betrayer of sacred trust, and a phony, and insecure – AND at the end of that sentence I say: Me too. If I label my ex I do so knowing that anything he is, I am too.

I did not express this to her because I felt no need to. People have different reasons for why they do or do not choose to use labels, my truth about this belongs to me and I felt no real need to voice it in this instance.

Later we talked one on one in further detail, her separation from the ex is recent so I know she is still processing. My separation occurred over a decade ago. I am still processing as well but my processing is coming from a different place. My processing is less about him and more about me. There are unresolved emotional wounds from that relationship that have been left unresolved because:

  1. In the moments where I was experiencing his darkness I abandoned myself.
  2. I was not yet ready to experience my own darkness that I brought to the relationship.

So now my work is going back and picking up all those pieces of myself that I left behind and have not wanted to see because they feel/felt unlovable AND now loving those parts of myself well.

It is not about the other person, it is about the pieces of you that you left behind. This is my truth and my first reason for not labeling him in this way. Because at this point it is not about him so what difference would a label make? None.

Here is my bigger underlying truth about labeling:

Labels are used for lots of different reasons. For example it feels to me (I could have this wrong) that the woman I have been speaking with is using a label with her ex because it is helping her detach and make sense of what she experienced with him. Labels can absolutely help understand something that feels confusing.

Related to that detachment is another reason I believe people use labels, to create a sense of separation. Us and them. In this case narcissist and empath.

This is where I get uncomfortable. I do not believe in us versus them. That concept eliminates all the possibilities that exist in between and that is just not my truth about the world at this point.

I do identify as an empath. That is a label I choose for myself, that does not automatically make this person who I was emotionally wounded by a narcissist though. He is no more narcissist than I am and I am no more empath than he. We both possesses qualities of each.

In that relationship we both experienced the darkness of the other. Empaths are not just beings of light. They are not only as capable of manipulation as narcissists, they are masters of it. That is what comes with the power of feeling others on this level, you can misuse that power and go into a shadow space with it. There is this notion of a divide between empath and narcissist..

That divide says:
One of us is good and the other is bad.
One of us is the abuser, the other is the victim.
One of us is light while the other is dark.

I am sorry but I call bullshit on all that. It is just not my truth. Narcissism is a real thing, absolutely. And if you have ever been the victim of a narcissist than you know how painful their darkness can feel. I am not meaning to minimize anyone’s trauma or experiences. I only mean to underline one of my personal truths and that is: in adult relationships we ALL show up in both shadow and light, some of us lean more one way than the other, sure, it is always both though. I know individuals who have been emotionally wounded by diagnosed narcissists, I am not trying to take that experience away or make it invalid; I am merely trying to bring to light a fuller picture which includes those who have been emotionally victimized by empaths as well. If you think that is not a thing I know my ex would disagree with you.

Another place where labeling has come up recently relates to how labels can make us invisible. I am going to continue with this example of my ex and the label narcissist to avoid outing the other people I spoke to about other labels they experience in their lives. It all applies just the same regardless of the example I use.

So relating to labels and how they make us invisible:

Calling someone a narcissist allows us to strip them of their humanity rendering them invisible. He is no longer (insert name here) he is my ex the narcissist. The moment I say that I no longer have to experience him as a complex human being made up of both shadow and light, I get to detach all of that truth and see him just as a monster. Well I do not believe in monsters. And my truth is if one person in this world is a monster than we all are. Whatever one person is capable of, we are all capable of.

The reason labels exist in the first place is to help sort and understand commonalities. It is not black and white though and that is why it is so important to never lose sight of the person.

Think about all the different labels you identify with- truly take a minute and bring these labels up in your mind – now imagine if you were only seen by everyone else through that lens:

I am someone’s wife AND I am not just someone’s wife.
I am a social worker AND I am not just a social worker.
I am someone’s sister AND I am not just someone’s sister.
I am manipulative AND I am not just manipulative.

I am light AND shadow.
I am grateful AND entitled.
I am you and you are me AND we are no different AND we are completely different.

It’s all of it, everything in between and then some. There is more than one way to add to nine, the possibilities are infinite, and one measly little label will never be able to contain the vastness of a human being. That is my truth.




A while back when talking with a friend she said something to me that really caught me off guard and that I did not exactly know how to take at first. She called me an alpha-female.

My initial reaction was like Whoa whoa whoa, I don’t know about that.

She went on to explain that she did not mean it in a bad way. She said that I was confident, assertive, and someone who people look to, someone who people want to be around and listen to.

I know that part is complimentary. The alpha part did not sit well with me though. She said alpha and I started thinking first about what little I know about pack mentality. I do not experience myself as an alpha, more like a beta.

I am a very reluctant leader. I had one bad experience trying to lead a team of women while working under a toxic male boss and that put a bad taste in my mouth about leading. I guess my confidence was shook. Being in college definitely restored my confidence in my ability to lead though. Every class had at least one big group project and more often than not my friend is right, my colleagues looked at me to set the pace and direction. Still, when I think of leading it is almost always in the context of a professional environment and the truth is I have always preferred a balance of cheerleader and lone wolf at work. I like to empower colleagues and offer support AND when it comes to getting things done I like to be solely responsible for my own work.

The next thing I think about when I hear the word alpha is the way Lucy tries to assert herself when playing with other dogs. She has play dates every once in a while with our friend’s dogs and sometimes we even dog sit for a few of these dogs. Lucy is super dog friendly AND she absolutely tries to assert herself as the alpha, sometimes with zero success. I watch her and the other dog jumping on each other, each trying to be the dog who can hold their head over the head of the other: I am in charge!

That is NOT me. The word alpha feels masculine and aggressive, and while yes I possess these parts, they are not dominant parts in any way. I just was not seeing what she was seeing.

I have been sitting with this for quite sometime and finally I reached a point where I was ready to write about it and process it further. I read a few different things that gave me perspective I did not have and I explored what my truth is about the word alpha and how I show up in this energy.

I see myself as an alpha in the following ways:

I am not a follower. I follow my own rules and question the status quo.
I am assertive and speak my truth freely.
I am confident. I know my worth because I define that, I do not allow the outside world to define my worth for me.
I have a strong energy field on my good days.
I am a big idea person. I may not always know how to execute it but I can supply the inspiration.
I know who I am and am grounded in that.

The thing is I thought that being called alpha meant something about power or control or trying to assert my dominance and putting others in the role of submissive.

In wolf packs maybe some of that is true. That is not how I experience any alpha personality characteristics I possess though. For me being alpha means not looking to others for what I already know. I know my truth. I know my worth. I know who I am.

The other part of this that I know to be my truth is that I am alpha AND I am beta AND I am omega AND I am a lone wolf. I possess all of the these qualities at different times. They are all mixed together in here.