Hi, I am back with books
Submitted by Awen on Mon, 11/01/2010 - 11:02amhey how are all of you? is this group still going? i hope you're all ok. i had to drop off the radar, i got overwhelmed with therapy and trauma and books. i am guessing you understand? but i don't want anyone to feel abandoned. it wasn't personal about you guys. i miss you. i just start to feel pressure with email, and also it feels weird, you know? i write this and then in three hours it's not a big deal anymore maybe and i don't want to remember thinking this stuff? this is why i got off facebook too, i want real life interaction (actually also some abusers found me on facebook and i just cannot handle that).
so i got the book by cheri huber "there is nothing wrong with you" and thanks - you were right - it is very helpful. now when i feel angry or scared or have flashbacks i just breathe and say "come on in" and let the feeling just nestle inside me. i see how i am not it, and eventually it goes away. i have been reading the mindful path of self compassion as well at the same time which helps. it's all stuff i learned in DBT hospitalization programs, which is interesting. i swear all the new therapies are buddhism. i am not my thoughts or feelings....
i am facing a lot of shame, it's crippling me. i found a therapist here who was a conscienous objector in south africa and also lives in an eco-community here, so he's kinda on the same page with me, but he's jungian and doesn't really understand all the new techniques that are working for me and so i cannot tell him about them, also he doesn't seem to understand the intesnse shame. i said outloud some of the traumas i have experienced for the first time in therapy with him and then just fell apart, tons of junk food, ativan, and hiding in bed. i felt like i'd be told they weren't traumas, or asked why i was there and put up with it, or blamed for them, or attacked by my abusers. so many scary feelings, i still have having trouble with how prepared i am for the IT'S YOUR FAULT backlash.
i guess a lot of this is worse because i was talking to a buddhist leader here and she asked me "why did you allow these things to happen to you?" and i just had never been pointblank blamed like that. then she said the rapes and beatings and homeless were good because it worked off my negative karma, and i just wanted to die when she said that. i am feeling pretty scared now. i don't know whom to trust - i really want a cheering leading squad chasing me around yelling "you're innocent, it is not your fault!"
i don't really know whom to trust.
right now i am trying to get in the day program at the local hospital, i think it is DBT, and i figure if insurance will pay for it, why not, but i have a lot fear about them misdiagnosing me again with bipolar ot trying to fuck with my meds or just having some crackpot theories like so many therapists i have seen have. i am obsessing about what to tell them and preparing to defend my story to them. the stress of getting help sucks.
i want to recommend two books i am finding very helpful.
finding life beyond trauma- this is a workbook and you know i have to watch myself with them becaue i tend to OD on them and go nuts. so i am going slow. this is acceptance and commitment therapy, ACT, which takes the things i found helpful from DBT to the next level - radical acceptance and mindfulness. the premise of ACT is that we cannot make the past go away nor fight the symptoms, but we can accept them, what happened, and be mindful. it works on acccepting what happening so we don't have intense flashbacks and emotions and body reactions etc. no more running from the past, so we can just sit with it until we realize we are safe, there is a lot more though. there is a huge difference between accepting what happened and is happening AND saying it was ok. they don't make you forgive and they recoginize a lot of stuff other PTSD books i have read just didn't. the next focus of ACT is concentrating on your own values and finding ways to make a life based on them, having your own life back. the book actually makes me feel safe, which is very unusual. so i found that an ACT author teaches at a SUNY near me, and sent him an email and VM asking to find someone trained in this. i don't know if it is for everyone, but it is helping me at this point. it is the belief that life can start NOW, not when we're "fixed" or "cured" (ie the trauma never happened).
8 keys to safe trauma recovery - this book ought to be handed out to any trauma survivor because it just helps put the therapy process in OUR hands and figure out what will work and is working for us, since each person is different. i just read the part of self forgiveness and it shook me up, it's so what i need and so what i resist. this book is just stuff to make sure your therapy is helping you and to decide what you need. i really wish i had this years ago. the author really makes it clear that this is OUR recovery, and to be in charge of it.
i'm looking for a domestic violence support group. i tried the local anxiety support group and told the leader that i was highly triggered by body awareness mindfulness in groups and have huge panic attacks and flashbacks from it and then she goes and leads one! i left and the agency treated me like shit for being angry. also she was talking about how sometimes at grocery stores we want to hit babies that are crying, and that triggered the hell out of me. MORONS. i just want some nice feminist cuddly "you're a good person" support group. i made 41 bars of biodegradable soap with essential oils for the shelter and the woman who runs it anka is so loving!
i did contact the crime victims place and they have a drop in support group for sexual trauma, so i am going to try that. they seemed very smart and sane.
in trying to be the revolution i want to join, i have been wandering my new town with garbage bags and cleaning up trash. i don't like this area how it is so gruff, no one says hello when i call - it's like "hair salon" "doctors office" "crime victim assistance" - i feel guilty and like i am bothering them. most of the spiritual stuff here is very expensive new age crap, leading me to want to picket the Omega center wish signs that say "God for the people, not profits" and "spirituality is a right not a privillage". my anarcho-DIY inclusive mentality seems to be very unheard of here. i was thinking of making t shirts that say "the revolution will be assessible" and have a wheel chair symbol under it. i have been losing a lot of former friends with my critical thinking about karma and blame the victim stuff from the new age community, and also what good is spirituality that doesn't involve where you are but can only be had at retreat centers? so yes, i am feeling very alone, because this is just stuff no one even is asking themselves. i am seeing very intensely the oppression and enabling of abuse within my hippie sppiritual community. so i don't really know where to go.
i think of you because i have been doing all sorts of eco-art! i glued my fave band and political t shirts i never wear onto cardboard and then framed them with frames i made from vines and fallen branches. i have been turning records i don't like into bowls by melting them. i have been making tons of soap, and adding plastic toys i had lying around to them, so they are pretty cool. i take the remains of candles from churches (they let me) and melt them down and make my own candles in old salsa jars which i glue art i like onto. i go through the trash at graveyards and find half dead plants and good pots and soil. i bought a ton of mosaic stuff, too. art is distracting me from obssessive worrying. this is a good time of year for herbal root medicine, so i have garlic and enchinecea and mullin and dandelion in vodka, and big jars of garlic, horseradish, onion, tumerick, cayenne in vinager waitingfor honey to be added for cold medicine. i feel productive that way. i sent more boxes of pagan books to people doing prison ministry and mental hospital ministry.
i am not having a lot of luck with friends - i pushed myself too hard to be out in the world. i have been trying to volunteer to write grants and find money for a wildlife rehabber here but she cancels each time or doesn't show up. i know her life is crazy and i feel guilty i stopped offering to help, but i was so angry and also wasn't helping at all so i radically accepted that it was a lost cause right now and not my fault. the pagans near me that i like - big environmentalists - are too busy to ever get it together to see me, so i finally did radical acceptance on that and gave up. the tarot and astrologer community is filled with bullshit new age blame the victim crap, so i am not safe there. i was trying to teach astrology for free for an anarchist farm thing here but they are flakes and it made me angry after a while how disrepectful they were being. i am seeing my community all over the place - persons with mental illness issues, into new age stuff, with radical politics, and lots of dysfunction and scariness. so i don't really know WHO my community is now. i don't take classes or volunteer nbecause my anxiety levels make me flake out and then i hate myself. also it hard for me to be with people because all my life i have had to dumb myself down and not say what is logical or else i am very lonely.
oh for samhain, the celtic celebration of the ancestors, my mom and i went to sojounrer truth park and i hung a huge peace symbol i made of vines and feathers i found and she drummed while i burned incense i had made, we were on the beach of the hudsoon at low tide, and i made offerings to MY REAL ancestors - earth first!ers, suffragists, conscientious objectors, civil rights workers, etc - i would say a name and mom would say present. emma goldman, elizabeth cady stanton, joe strummer, rosa parks, joe hill, einstein, david dellinger, dorothy day, racheal carson - i had over 300 names! i asked them to guide and protect us today and lead us. it felt goood. at the end mom was drumming and a hawk came low and then circled her many times, dancing with her, it went on for ever, i was stunned.
please wish me luck with therapist stuff and not to be traumatized more by it. i hope you all are ok. i hope these books might be helpful for you, xo xo blessings, heather
Heather, I am so glad to
Heather, I am so glad to hear from you.
I relate to so much of what you are saying. I am so sorry you had that blaming spiritual stuff dumped at you. The entire culture here in central NC where I live (Raleigh-Durham-Chapel Hill) is very "liberal," very wealthy, very spiritually trendy. I have never spent time in a more classist setting. I feel constantly silenced.
THE REVOLUTION WILL BE ACCESSIBLE!!! love it love it love it
You are handling your life a lot better than I am because I have failed DBT for the third time. I get triggered. This time it's not even the group mindfulness, which had been triggering the last time I started DBT. It's just something about the skills and the way they are presented, like I haven't been busting my ass for years working on these same skills in a non-therapy setting - and making a lot of progress with some of them, I might add. Plus I feel distrustful of my therapist, and I'm not entirely sure why. When I try to talk to her about it it only makes it worse. She seems to have some ideas or judgments about the processing of traumatic memories that she's not being entirely direct with me about. I feel like something is very wrong and I can't put my finger on it.
So to summarize, I don't feel safe anywhere. Even the sense of relative safety I felt in my home was taken away from me in the last few days because my husband had his very big annual halloween party and I hated every minute of it - I spent most of it in my room with my cats. I was in crisis. There were people everywhere and I couldn't talk to anyone. I have been silenced in social settings - or even non-social settings - 100% of the time when I have tried to speak up about the pain I'm in. So now I don't speak up. The awkward pauses and careful changing of the subject are much more painful to me than just withdrawing. And then after the party I discovered that a few "little" things - objects - that I desperately need for work around the house have been misplaced. Particularly, the cats' brush. I know this sounds trivial, but understand that the only two things I have any control over in my life - my only sense of autonomy and satisfaction - is keeping up with the housework, and taking care of my two cats. So I need their brush (it is a "furminator" and the only thing that works on my grey kitty in particular, whose hair is dense but too fine to be picked up by any other brush) to do both of these things. It costs $40 in a store. So my husband just ordered a new one online for $9 including shipping, but it won't be here before the end of the week. I know I sound like I'm obsessing, but this is ALL I HAVE LEFT. And I can't sleep like I need to. Everything that matters is out of control.
Heather, I am so sorry, you just came back and now I am probably overwhelming you to the point that you will want to continue to stay away. I will cross-post this - with your name and specific references to your post removed - to my blog so none of you in this group will feel personally responsible for replying. Like I said, things are out of control. There is nothing anyone can do.
Hey I'm a control freak
Hey I'm a control freak too!! Woah.
Which is why I live alone. Seriously. My ex-roomates made it pretty clear to me that i am a person who needs not to live with other people. Everything is better now, my own space, stuff stays where i left it, I can put curtains over the windows if I want to or leave a light on if i feel like it or do the dises or not do the dishes... aaaaaahh. Freedom. Safety. My home.
Anyway just wanted to say it doesnt make you a bad person or anything. We all have our things, and maybe you have a damn good reason to have your things.I know I do.
Dude I understand about not
Dude I understand about not having a lot of control in life and also the importance in what we can control. I am a neatfreak and I get very upset when my Mom doesn't put things exactly back where she found them or she leaves a door open and the cats eat too much cat food because of it. I feel like I have to control these things so I can feel safe. b Sometimes I feel like I am the only person holding the world together - I think that's why I like being hospitalized, someone else is doing everything and I feel like no one can come hurt me. (That's after I have been to the hospital a couple of times and know all the staff, the first stay is not relaxing.)
DBT trggered the fuck out of me for a couple of years - oh yeah. I did the day program and got kicked out for being so obnoxious about what they were teaching! So I hear ya. I don't agree with some of it - their stance on anger isn't so good for people who repress it like me and feel shame about anger. What I got from it (my crib notes to DBT! LOL):
radical acceptence - the main thing that's helped my recovery. I accept - I do not like or approve - what happened to me. I accept - not like or approve - how it has affected me. Life is what it is, not what should be. Once I accept something like "I have flashbacks" I can figure out how to handle them, or "My dad is a nightmare" I can stop contact, or "There is no public transportation here" I can decide what to do. But wishing things were right or fair (something I was big on - still am) just makes me upset and stuck. I cannot move ahead. So just saying what is and then deciding what to do about it helps me a lot.
"is this effective?" - another thing I got from it but I am not sure how, is to ask "is this effective?" considering my gaol to be healthy and safe and happy, is this effective? let's say i am in a long debate with glenn back in my head about why i deserve to live and have disability income. (yes i do these talks with everyone that i amscared of all day long.) i then say to myself "is this effective?" because i know where these thoughts lead - freak outs. when i worry obsessively, i have to remind myself it feels like i am safe by worrying, but in reality i have to remember that it leads to freaking out. when i am dealing with someone i ask myself "is this effective?" i am way too nice to the NYers here where i moved to and have had learn to push back and push hard so i don't get resentful. it doesn't feel right to me but it works. (i had issues about machivelian stuff with this, but the world is not perfectly one way.)
mindfulness - i cannot believe this works, but it is the key to my panic attacks stopping. all i do is spend 20 min a day focusing on my breath. when an emotion comes up i think "fear" or "panic" or "curiousity", when a thought comes up (nonstop) I think "I am thinking" or "worry thought" or whatever. I just label what is going on inside of me. Eventually I had this wild understanding that I am NOT my thoughts or feelings. I used to be sure how I felt at any monent was ME and all there was, now I know that things change. For me a lot of my panic is from fear of fear, but now I can do this during my day and say, "oh interesting, I am feeling very angry" and not act on it but accept it.
distraction - just make a list of things to distract when you're freaking out - fave DVDs, pet cat, color, sort socks, etc. anything to shift the thoughts.
Ta da! Have your insurance send me $5000 ha ha ha.
I hope your husband understands why that brush means so much to you. My ex didn't get this stuff at all.
xo
"When I tell the truth, it is not for the sake of convincing those who do not know it, but for the sake of defending those that do." -William Blake
Thanks Heather! It is so
Thanks Heather! It is so nice to hear that you understand about the need to control SOMETHING. This is kind of funny, but we found the cat brush today. Another key item had been misplaced, a battery mini-alarm clock that my husband and I refer to as "the cat food sound." The cats have to wait for the alarm to get fed. Well, after the party we couldn't find the cat brush or the cat food sound. But then this afternoon, right on time at 5:30 while we were trying to decide whether to just feed them or set the other alarm clock, all of a sudden we heard the cat food sound coming from . . . the bathroom. I followed the sound into the medicine cabinet, where it was lying on a shelf along with the brush for which we had spent an hour scouring the house last night.
My husband had felt really bad about it. He remembered that he had put the things in a "special place" somewhere so we wouldn't lose them, but then completely forgot where that place might be. I had looked in drawers, coat pockets, the refrigerator, under the lid of the record player. Also today, before we had found the stuff, he told me that he'd decided he wasn't going to have any more parties unless I wanted to have them. He's only been having two a year, but it's still too much for me. I am really grateful. Apparently I "lit up" when he told me. He knows I hauled ass to take care of myself during this party, and the only reason I didn't take charge of putting the cat stuff away was because I had worked myself to a nub and had already crashed - as in, I was having a crying fit in the bedroom while stuff was being moved and guests were starting to arrive.
Anyway, things are much better for me than they were earlier today. And I'm looking forward to looking up that 8 Keys book! I am so excited that someone in the profession acknowledges that there might be more to trauma recovery than dbt.
Thank you for the crib notes! Attached is my application for charity write-off ; ) Just let me know if you need more evidence of my not having any paystubs. I totally agree about the mindfulness! I am working on this on my own - not in sessions, although this might become helpful for me too, but like you said, just noticing the thoughts without judging or becoming too involved in them. I mean, lots of times I still become involved, but other times I can notice, this is anger, or this is fear, or this is loss.
I have worked with the radical acceptance too - very related to the Buddhist idea of letting go of attachments. I think I have made a good deal of progress letting go of attachments to past relationships - family, friends, crush objects, people I just wanted to be like. I experienced such massive loss there. But I do radically accept - "Trying to form meaningful connections with people in our shallow wealth-driven 'community' has brought me frustration and sorrow every time, so I'm not going to put more energy into forming these potential connections." And things are better.
I do the conversations with awful people too! For me it's my mother and an ex-boyfriend. I stop whenever I realize I'm doing it, but it's amazing how far I can go into an imaginary conversation until I realize I'm having one. It's definitely not effective.
Distraction is good too - that's another way brushing the cats is important. It's so relaxing for me, and it's productive at the same time. Well, I'm going to go to bed, but maybe brush the cats first! My grey kitty with all the hair will only let you do a few strokes at a time - one reason it's important to me to do a session every day. Hugs and good night,
Mary
Heather, it is so, so nice
Heather, it is so, so nice to hear from you again. You were missed but I was trying to respect your need for space and just trust that you were looking after yourself and that you would hopefully be back when it was comfortable to be.
I think I was getting a little triggered by the books as well. Well, clearly they would be triggering, that is a given, I guess, but there is a level you can deal with and then a level where it is throwing you off balance. So I haven't been reading a whole lot. A lot of change going on in my life, in my attitudes, and how I relate to therapy, the trauma, psychiatry, etc. etc. and some of it seems kind of subtle and hard to summarize for you. A lot of it right now for me is just trusting myself. I basically terminated my relationship with my psychiatrist that I was seeing for years and years, no hostility (articulated, anyway), but that is done. I still haven't found a replacement, but my GP is very supportive and that just takes away the anxiety because if push comes to shove she would likely write me scripts until I find someone.
Today I called to put myself on the waiting list for the program at Women's College Hospital here in TO, which is actually a WRAP program. It was odd, because I happened to be sitting at home and had called work and asked to start late which turned out ok and then the phone rang, and it was the nurse who runs the trauma assessment that I dropped out of back in August. She was calling me to see if I was still interested. Instead of being all negative and defensive, I had a good conversation with her. I asked her what the outcome would be, for me. I mean, would i get access to therapy, through the program? No. So I said, well, it's not really worth me taking time off work and coming in for hours and hours to discuss hugely triggering stuff, just for the benefit of scientific research if I'm then left high and dry with all my issues stirred up. She said they would make recommendations to my current refering doctor (who I no longer see), but from my point of view if the refering doctor is not skill enough to implement the recommendations (she's not) then there's no benefit and considerable cost to me. I don't even really get why they're running the program. I mean, if you don't really feel up to asking questions about it, you might make the reasonable assumption that it would provide some sort of therapy. Don't they freaking realize that talking, in incredible detail, about your past isn't going to make you feel any better in and of itself? I mean, she outlined the number of hours we spend together piecing together my life story, and it sounds absolutely exhausting. And then if I ever want to assert my boundaries and say: this part needs to be left blank, then where does it go from there?
She was actually fairly nice about it and didn't push it with me, and under stood my reasons for declining. She said she would leave me on the list, in case. I can't see a reason I would change my mind, though. when I told her I really had no therapy right now and was looking for someone, she did give me leads to a couple programs and one was the WRAP program, which she said I could actually refer myself to. Its fairly intensive but held mostly in the mornings, so I hopefully wouldn't have to take too much time off work. Yet another reason to try to make my current job work, because I can likely negotiate stuff like this with my boss, and if I have to, I might disclose something regarding PTSD just to make them work with me on this. Not sure.
What I am realizing, which you guys hopefully get, is an ongoing relationship with a therapist is so intensely triggering for me that perhaps I am even better off on my own, with the co-operation of my GP. I mean, if I can get involved in short-term programs like WRAP, without a pdoc referral, then maybe I don't need to commit to anyone. I know it is a scary place, but I am realizing it is even scarier to entrust someone else with my care. I know theoretically seeing one therapist doesn't mean giving up your power, but I've never been able to put that into action, ie, therapy either triggers me to be hugely defensive, or to completely surrender in a way that is destructive to my life. So, scary place to be on my own, but basically that's where we all are any way, isn't it?
So that is basically where I am at.
The books you recommended sound good, and less triggering maybe, could you post the authors for the "8 keys" and the ACT book? I like the sounds of the incredibly creative and resourceful activities you are up to. Would make an interesting book or short story, this sort of creative life you are leading right now, using all these reclaimed materials. It makes me feel pretty bland, with my store-bought paints, etc, although I also use a lot of books and collage, old paper products.
Welcome back, Heather.
Oh, Pheebo- Not having a
Oh, Pheebo- Not having a therapist is a good choice sometimes! I hear you on that. I hate the whole process of trying to trust someone and then leaving and then second guessing and then feeling hopeless - bleh! I think WRAP is a good thing, I have done those, there's no talk about trauma or the past, it's just helping to identify ways to help yourself, very nice and logical, I appreciated it. Sometimes I think one reason I like short term day programs and stuff is the lack of commitment, and also that no one is paying a lot of attention to me - so the skills based stuff, the psycho-educational stuff, groups can be nice. Therapists really trigger me believe me, and now when I meet with them and tell them my story of therapist morons they say "I am shocked you are here" and then I say "If you cannot handle me being very angry and scared with you due to your job title, this won't work." If they get defensive or whatever I walk. They need to know I have to feel it is MY recovery, not theirs. I am trying to let myself have my feelings and not judge them and I don't need a doctor or therapist judging them.
The whole telling the story thing, a lot of therapists really doubt the value in doing that at all. If they don't have back up for when you crash - a group to work it out with, a hotline for whenever, a therapist trained for just the aftermath of this - they are idiots.
8 Keys is by Babette Rothchild and the ACT one is by two women doctors. I think 8 Keys is a very good book for anyone with trauma pasts trying to decide how the best way for them to heal is. There's too much conflciting info out there and this book talks about that - and she promises no triggering stuff.
I am scared about the new therapist stuff, I get so anxious like my life depends on what they say about me, they can make my life hell and change my idneity, due to the weird false memory stuff and the misdiganosis of the past. Sometimes I am scared if I become happy I'll get kicked off disability. I don't know, it sucks.
xo
"When I tell the truth, it is not for the sake of convincing those who do not know it, but for the sake of defending those that do." -William Blake
Therapists scare the hell
Therapists scare the hell out of me too. The wrap program sounds okay and dbt sounds ok but i don't actually want to ever go back and talk about my past, I realized today at my first (and last) therapy session at County Mental Health. Good luck to you both with your new ventures... I don't know what it is I am supposed to do.
I met the dude therapist today and to be honest he struck me as somewhat incompetent... I know that sounds harsh, but he obviously didn't have a feel for my situation, hadn't worked specifically with trauma and didn't seem to know how to approach the opening therapy session. He forgot that we had an appointment and was bewildered when I showed up. I felt like I was spending the session putting him at ease, rather than vice versa. I told him no offense, but I need a lady shrink. He put me on the waiting list.
I don't know. I miss my old therapist wherever she went. But do I want to see a therapist at all? I don't know. Like you all said, they are triggering in themselves and they can make or break you- I can't stand putting myself in that vulnerable of a position.
If the lady shrink calls, I will delineate the boundaries of our sessions with a clear outline of topics. I never want to hear a therapist to talk about trauma or any topic around my trauma without me bringing it up first. I doubt I would talk about it at all for months, maybe never. Mostly I want to talk about what that might mean for me today and where to go from here.
This morning I was jogging in the fog and a man in a sports car drove by. Then he turned around and came back saying hey c'mere! and motioning and I broke into a run and ran as fast as I could to get out of the deserted farm land to where the houses are.
Therapy is never going to take away that fear.
Thanks for the books Heather I think maybe the 8 keys sounds like a good one for me.
Sarsha I just wrote this
Sarsha I just wrote this huige reply supporting you! But it went belly up.
The main thing is that that fear that sounds like a GREAT and HEALTHY fear ANY woman should have. That's not PTSD, that's smarts. Pat yourself on the back from me, I wish I could do that, I freeze and get polite and dissociate and it's not safe. What you did was awesome.
xoox
"When I tell the truth, it is not for the sake of convincing those who do not know it, but for the sake of defending those that do." -William Blake
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hi this is sorta what i was going to be writing about, it's a diary type entry about the stuff i am doing for healing, i thought it might give people some ideas.
i saw dennis the buddhist compassionate therapy and ACT therapy doctor in monroe today and it was very good, i just suddenly told him the whole thing, i usually don't, but i saw an eagle on the thruway!!!! flapping his giant wings and looked so strong and peaceful, i guess i thought that eagles are wrapped in flags and haloes and the national anthem, i didn't know it was a bird, i liked it, i like water birds, it felt so nice to be with it flying along side the car.
i decided just go for it, no more protecting therapists and no more fear they'll say it didn't happen. this guy worked with combat veterans, and he didn't try to control my story. instead he said "you've been incredibly mistreated your whole life and it's not your fault.' i said thank you and meant it and then i went home. i took a nap. i watched tv. i felt... rested or grounded or real or something. i cannot tell people a lot about my life, even therapists because what i say is so horrifying they cringe or start sobbing and stuff, so i have had to protect therapists from it. i think i just relaxed because i finally was with someone i knew could be there with it. and i felt real, which is very rare. he's heard this stuff AND he practices mindfulness so he can be present with me in it. i spent my whole life thinking i had it so easy and everyone else suffers, and this past week i think is when it's really sinking in how awful things have been, that i was pollyannaing the whole thing, afraid people will say it's my fault or no big deal. so it was nice to see this doctor. i also decided not to feel bad about taking transquilizers, i am saying violent crimes i witnessed done by the people i was dependant on for the first time and yeah, i am going to be a wreck. that's normal, so i'll take the pills so i can calm down the fight flight or freeze response.
tuesday i am meeting with chris from domestic violence at family the local social services place, she seemed super knowledgable about this stuff, thank god, feminists. i said i felt ashamed i was in domestic violence relationships because i am a feminist and i know better and she said "no one picks an abuser, we pick people we think will be suppportive and good and later we find out it's abusive." i felt so relieved to hear that. i didn't feel guilty anymore. i had a boyfriend who used to beat me telling i wasn't feminist enough, but i never had any money to leave and my parents were as mom says "selfish and sacrificed me". chris's going to help me find some suppprt systems, i need people for this who can handle it because i want to stop hiding it and being miserable. i canot handle being with "normal people" because if they ask how am i or what do i do, it's just so incomprehensible to me what that answer is. i am so not in that world. and that makes me feel angry and ashamed, so i am hoping i can get support in place where i can say this shit i am really dealing with and thinking about, have MY space to be ME.
tues night i am going to the crime victim advocates support group for sexual assult/abuse. the woman deb seemed really feminist and cool too. she said a lot of the time no one else comes since it is drop in and i can just talk to her and the other therapist. plus they have a 24-7 hotline if i get triggered afterwards or start feeling bad and need some support. whew!
wed or thur i am doing the intake at benadictine's partial hospital program. it sounds very nice, 9:30 to 3:30 every week day, one on one therapy with my advocate as needed, and fridays there is free acupuncture. the program is DBT. i want to ask the psychiatrist about what tranquilizer is the LEAST bad for me. xanax is most addictive, people can die getting off it, i like valium, but i take ativan or in the past clonopin. i asked for ativan though because even though it doesn't last long it comes on fast, so if i am panicing and starting to think i don't exist, i can take one and my nervous system calms down and i don't do anything crazy based on terror and flashbacks.
i had a panic filled hell day with my new former therapist who kept trying to hook me up to a neurofeedback thing on his laptop, crazy therapists. inept ones are worse than none. as my friend says, some therapists can handle the people with real problems and some are prepared for bored housewives. leave leave leave, right away if they suck. i used to not honor myself, or fear that i'd be called BPD if i quit therapy, but anyone with an ounce of smarts about therapy and trauma knows that trust is the main thing = if you don't trust the person, it won't work, and if they don't understand WHY you cannot trust them, they suck.
i have no freaking money. benedictine is trying to get medicaide to pay for their program. dennis the therapist i pay out of pocket and it'll be 3 months til my other insurance reimburses me 70% and mom had to pay her property taxes so we don't even have food money, we're hoping my (loser) dad sent some money. i have all these doctor vists and i cannot pay the co-pays even or for my medications copays. i need that botox NOW for the hell of tartive dyskonesia.
if i get super freaked out, i finally decided i am worth it (who said that?) to go to two rivers trauma hospital in kansas city. the insurance suggested i go and it's something i always wanted. i'd need air fare though, i know mom would find a way. i always want to go, but then i think i am "not that desserving" some child in Africa ought to be there or someone from earth First!
i am doing the self compassion meditation twice a day and at first i thought someone would kill me if i liked myself, but it's making changes. i'd like people to be nice to me. i really do. this is new.
i guess it is starting to hit what my life has been like. i feel real i feel solid for the first time i ever remember, the anxiety i think was from trying not to know sometimes, and now here it is. but i have been throwing up a lot today due to this i think, it's just really powerful deep much being all dug into and i feel really weak. plus this constant neck ache must be from clenching my jaw lately, so i got a mouth guard at the drug store with my last $20 and BIT through it in my sleep. sigh. ativan and advil seem to be helping, fuck being natural. my naturopath in VT told me i had been so terrorized i didn't need herbs, i needed real drugs. then she hugged me a long time while i cried. she was nice. i hate being shamed by all the stupid nuage hippies about taking pills though.
god and if one more idiot says to me "oh i have PTSD too because i online dated this guy and he said he was all spiritual because my profile said i was spiritual but he wasn't and i was so scared and felt so betrayed" i'm not going to be nice about that anymore. i mean i don't like to compare pain, but come on! it's just that regular people are kinda of belitting PTSD because now any idiot will decide to have it from online dating mishaps. i am really sick of saying "wow i am so sorry" and then not being able to tell them 1/100th of what gave me PTSD lest they get nightmares.
i am doing some work accepting that this PTSD is huge and that i will never be in the peace corps in rwanda or chained to a tree or marching for justice with tear gas being thrown at me. it's letting go some dreams i had and also some shame that i cannot be like my heroines. my dad was in the peace corps in africa and my mom still gets tear gassed at marches. that was who i wanted tto be, so this is like wanting to be a football star and hurting your knee, it's sad, but today i decided i need to accept and grive this. i am trying to imagine that my heroines, emma goldman, dorothy day, elizabeth cady stanton, etc would say to me "it's ok heather we think you are a good person even though you cannot do as much as you want to help the revolution of peace and justice". but i still feel shitty. could i be lovable? i haven't saved the world yet and i was raised by hippies to be jesus meets buddha. it was/is a lot of pressure. my mom says she's never seen anyone in such torment about being Good. i feel like i have no right to love nature when i abuse it be virtue of my society. i get suicidal for consuming. i think maybe this is how white abolishists might have felt - wanting to end the evil of slavery but still benefiting from it. it sucks. but i assume maybe nature woudl like me to be alive since i do care so much.
they say people with trauma histories have the most empathy for animals and anything suffering.
self compassion radical acceptance mindfulness. with mindfulness meditation i do every day, i can now watch emotions show up and notice when they leave, it's helped me see i am not my feelings. i don't fight them either, "oh hello anger, come in, oh hi shame yes you come with anger, come in" and they usually fade, i just don't FIGHT them and they don't fuck with me as much. this therapy does work. at first doing this meditation i thought i'd DIE if i let thepain be there in me but nothing makes it go away, and so saying "hi come on in pain" takes the fear and struggle out it, and we sit together, me and the pain and it's ok. i don't die. that's amazing to learn. my feeling cannot kill me. a year ago i didn't know that.
anyway yeah feeling in a lot of physical pain with the emotions wracking my body but also i think some hard core deep changes are occuring inside myself. it's like i KNOW. i always knew but now i KNOW and i feel real. i SAID it. the whole story to dennis, i said the truth. no more pretending all of it didn't happen or that is was my fault. just that knowing makes me want to vomit and my neck is like a vise grip. i have never had a headache before and i've had one for weeks. the yoga meditation prayer walking outside essential oils self massage things just ain't cutting it.
hey so yeah. i finally feel like i deserve good things. i'm from a fucking warzone. who cares if i am fat? i am happy i am alive after all that. this is the first time i have been happy to be alive. it's like it's about (sshhhhh)... me?
i am setting up as much variety of suppprt around me as i can - and expecting none to save me. but i think if i have enough, the web can be big enough to start trying some new things like allowing others to care about/for me. there's no way that the average person can understand a damn thing about my past. so i am going to take what i can get for me, where i can be real. nothing will be perfect but i want something. for the first time in my life i feel like maybe things can be about me. and i am going to stop trying to have average people as support. they don't get it, they CANNOT get it. it just hurts me to try and get crushed. to feel like a freak and unlovable.
was this narcistic to share? i am sorry if it was. but i want to say - maybe you'll need different things at different times in your life. sometimes you'll need to be alone, to sleep, to take drugs, to do art, to tell your story, to not tell your story, to cry, to meditate, to throw dishes, to be in a group, to journal, to watch tv all week, to hide in bed, to binge of cookies, to jog, to do one type of therapy and then another, to go to the hospital, to get a massage, to not have a therapist, to pray, to believe in nothing, to be raging mad, to love your cats, to do yoga, to get a massage, to not be sexual, to very hypersexual, to read a chapter from one book and then throw it away. i am seeing it's not a straight line, what i need now is not what i needed a year ago in my recovery. i don't know if that helps, but what i am saying is honor where you are. you survived. you rock for that reason alone. you know what you need. the 8 Keys book teaches in the first section how to check within to find signs if a therapy will even be worth doing. that was what i wish i had known years ago. where you are now is fine, where you were is fine, where you will be is fine. honor the successful job you're doing of surviving and being safe right now, with the odds against us and such limited resources.
love heather
"When I tell the truth, it is not for the sake of convincing those who do not know it, but for the sake of defending those that do." -William Blake
Heather, Thanks for sharing
Heather,
Thanks for sharing this! I relate to so much of this, and love the "focus on me" idea. I think we don't focus on ourselves to forget others but to remember them, because we need our glass to be full in order to share. Well not necessarily...I need to clarify that I don't think that we ( I mean we humans) need to be completely "healed" or "whole" (whatever that means) to contribute or help others. We do what we can with what we have and sometimes our position as whatever it is is what makes us qualified for the job.
I love what you said about your heroines being okay with your situation. Its a good way to look at it. I'd love to hear more about radical acceptance and mindfulness- I need to get better at these things.
Well off to start my day.
Sarsha
Thanks for this post,
Thanks for this post, Heather. This is wise and compassionate and exactly what I needed to read. I have been off the deep end and I need more help. I feel a little more courage after reading what you wrote. This is quite a long shot, but I looked up the Two Rivers place and I called them. I doubt they would accept me into their program. But I am going to apply. I plan on getting my former psychiatrist to fill out the trauma evaluation form (I HATE the idea of my trauma being "evaluated") rather than the therapist who just dumped me and who always argued with me about the terminology and importance of my prolonged traumatic past anyway. Fuck her. I couldn't stand to see the psychiatrist anymore after she failed to be assertive with the other psychiatrist who was keeping me out of the dbt program at the hospital. But she did seem to respect me to the best of her ability and genuinely care about me and I think she is more familiar with my history. So we'll see what happens. I am so tired of being told that I don't deserve help. That I don't "qualify."