Do You Want to Build a Snowman?

Prior to becoming an alienated parent some seventeen months ago, one of the most memorable and enjoyable past times I used to spend with my youngest child G, was watching the Disney film Frozen.

The cynics amongst you may well raise an eyebrow to the cliched plot, the over merchandising and at the time the somewhat ubiquitous soundtrack. However as a loving parent, seeing the world through the eyes of one’s own children is a joy to behold and treasure.

And with this point in mind I used to absolutely love watching this film with G. We would snuggle up in bed together in her bedroom and watch it on cold winter mornings. We would also watch it together downstairs in the lounge much to the eye-rolling dismay of her older brothers. We would also play the songs in the car together. G and I both knew all the words to all the songs, due to the amount of time singing them together. I still have G‘s playlist of favourite songs on my spotify account. I refuse to delete that playlist.

One of our favourite Frozen song was Love is an Open Door’. Both of us would sing the respective male and female parts. “I mean it’s crazy… What? We finish each other’s…” The last word “sandwiches!” we would both shout, scream or sing, regardless of where we might have been; home, in the car or in the local supermarket.

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Another one of G‘s favourite Frozen songs was ‘Do You Want to Build a Snowman?’  Like all the other songs from the soundtrack, G knew all the words off by heart. And now after seventeen months of contact denial the following lyrics present a whole different perspective for me: “Come on lets go and play, I never see you anymore, come out the door. It’s like you’ve gone away… We used to be best buddies. And now we’re not. I wish you would tell me why!”

I sometimes watch Frozen alone. I like to imagine G snuggled up next to me. Where she should be, snuggling up next to her loving dad. When G‘s favourite songs come along I reminisce of the above described singing we would do together.

During this whole period of alienation I have not yet watched Frozen with anyone else. I don’t think I could. I feel that G and I have taken ownership of it. And that I should only be watching it with G, as I always did. The next person I hope to watch it with is G.

A lot of coping with parental alienation is detaching oneself from such memories as the ones described above. To constantly think about such memories is not sustainable. But such detachment runs the risk of inducing feelings of guilt for the alienated parent. Like so many aspects of battling/coping with parental alienation, you are damned if you do and damned if you don’t.

Every now and again it is almost as if I need a depressive episode to tell myself that putting such feelings aside is not dismissing them. I have such episodes when people may not even be aware of them. I give in to these episodes not as a form of martyrdom to disclose to others and seek recognition. But as a kind of reality check. Those that don’t really understand may interpret such behaviours as wallowing in self pity. I see it as a self induced reality check. I currently live my life trying to shut so much out. These episodes allow me to feel these feelings of sadness. A kind of self-reassurance that such feelings are still around, but by shutting them out in order to survive, I am not dismissing them.

Edna St. Vincent Millay, the American poet and playwright once said “they say when you are missing someone that they are probably feeling the same, but I don’t think it’s possible for you to miss me as much as I’m missing you right now”

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8 thoughts on “Do You Want to Build a Snowman?

  1. Same here with Arrow and Flash: not watched an episode since he was kidnapped by his Dad. One day I hope to have a major back to back episode catch up with buckets of popcorn: till then, cannot face to watch an episode as it feels wrong: it was our thing. Understand completely.

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  2. It’s such a surreal world to live through, you have to detach yourself most of the time. But then, yes, the moments of realisation & clarity at the sheer frustration, bewilderment & loss you feel, inevitably result in a depressive episode. This may last hours or possibly a few days, but you then have to pick yourself up & go again. Keeping healthy & being able to focus all your strength on the task in hand, to rescue your kids, is essential. Keep going hun.

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  3. Heartfelt blog. But the irony of the piece is that Frozen, despite being a very good film, is part of the largely undetected trend that has tried to address the sexism of the 50s by undermining and replacing men. The fathers in these tales dies and in this, as in Maleficent which came out at the same time, there are no strong, heroic male figures without them being a bit pathetic and flawed or, indeed villains,This even extends to toddler programmes like Peppa Pig. Take away males as figureheads and role models in culture and then the social workers get to work and, of course the courts and the penny drops…..We have a social problem that people have ignored for too long,,,,,now it’s come to this….men/fathers have no rights whatsoever in court! Children at at risk!

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    • Valid point. Perhaps the battle for gender equality (which there should be equality, of course) has gone too far. Particularly when we see from personal experience how all too often professionals, social workers etc allow themselves to fall victim to making judgement calls based on outdated parental stereotypes.

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