I think discussing this here is progress too, when you're very private
@Carlycat . :) :tup:
I know this is probably my giant wall getting in the way but what harm does it do if it keeps me going. I have to work and deal with life, there is no point in dwelling on the past, I have to just work out how to stop the hang ups affecting me now. We don’t have to talk about why.
I always felt that way, if I even addressed it (or for what I thought I should address). Eventually I crashed, a combination of circumstances, physical, loss, age, I think.
Yes, we can get some relief on our own, but it’s imposs to do full processing on our own as processing requires an outside perspective and outside guidance. Trauma has changed us and affected our thinking to the point where we cannot figure this out on our own. (If we could, most of us already would have.)
^ I think this is very true. (And it follows we have to be careful where we get that outside perspective and guidance. Some will encourage to give up; some to fight- & fight hard.)
I went there because of one thing and I wasn’t expecting it to bring back anything else. I didn’t know most of that stuff was even there and never wanted to remember.
^^ That is exactly me.
(As an aside, I always was or tried to be entirely independent; I had no idea for eg 'neglect' was a thing if not an orphan/ abandoned child- I figured I succeeded in managing/ end of story. I had no other choice but to be independent, I thought it all good, all necessary, and my 'nature'.)
I hear what you are saying about being difficult to do on your own but I guess that’s how I am most comfortable. Being independent is important to me to the point of being stubborn. It’s a big wall and the thought of someone wanting to help is hard for me let alone me wanting them to help.
Me too. ^^ Amongst other fears, including, but not limited to, fear for them, burdensomeness, exposure, I/it/me is/it's not important.
Not meaning to argue with anyone, but there is a reason we end up in therapy in the first place. Ideally it is to catch what has brought us there in there before we completely melt down because we haven't attended to the issues before the nuclear explosion goes off in our heads, you know?
Yes. I didn't realize how/ what could unravel. I figured I'd just take some things to the grave. Keep my own 'stuff' together, try to be a decent person to others, ignore the rest, carry on.
This isn’t just in therapy, it’s worse there but I almost always give the most evasive answer to any question no matter how small. It’s like that is the only answer there is.
^^ Me too, exactly. Or change the subject. ;)
I feel like doing that would make me feel stuck. I know what happened, I just don’t need to discuss it. I’m not denying that I have traumas... I do think that for some people just trying to think about what effect those things have had and how you recognise and change that is the best thing to do.. I’m not processing trauma with another person but I am doing this myself.
This is good, but we are limited by our own self-perception, self-feedback, and yardstick of what we learned/ thought was normal.
I am not avoiding doing it, I just don’t want anyone else around when it happens or to know that it is happening.
^^ Me too.
Not only because of processing trauma but also to work on the effects trauma has on the way I relate to myself and others.
^^ I think it can permeate nearly everything.
discussing trauma. Sometimes just being in the therapy room is working hard.
Yes. It can be a huge accomplishment.
If it makes you feel better I did 5 years of therapy at one time and only at the end of that started realising my reality! And started realising the incredibly varied ways I had protected myself in therapy whilst believing I was working really hard and opening up
I lived the last 30 years trying to do it myself, and the last 12 with guidance. Not because therapy was an option- that would have been like buying a car when I can't drive, but because I desperately reached out due to a current crisis. Now I still do, but without having to be anonymous or lie for protection of self or others, and with better understanding of my part in the situation, (equally, or maybe even more so what is not my fault), and better tools, though it's very hard when my own demons are far from dead.
I believe it took we about 6 years to trust, but I'm not really good gauging time. I could never have done it through conventional therapy: less 'resistant' or 'stubborn' but too terrified.
I see attachment (and disclosure) more related to trust, giving people trust who earn it, because not doing so reflects as though it's a negative on them/ aka they don't deserve it.
I mostly always and only ended up disclosing when the reason was bigger than myself, eg fear for someone else, to protect someone else, so someone else might feel better themself if they were suffering, or wouldn't blame themself or feel badly themself, and/ or because I was trying to be a better person/ get my 'stuff' together, with God and people, in my present and in this life and for the next round. To live honestly, authentically, gently and hopefully find some peace.
Best wishes to you. (I am sorry this is so long.) :hug:
PS, I don't regret it. In trying to (hopefully) help others I received help myself (shockingly, & totally unexpectedly), and consider myself as having made some wonderful friends along the way, been more family to me than my own. I've been very blessed & am very grateful.