Ecdysis
Diamond Member
Hi,
I have a relatively new therapist... We had 10 initial sessions spaced out over about a year, waiting until my health insurance covered more regular appointments.
Since January I've been seeing him fortnightly.
My old T retired and my old p-doc left his practice and went to work for a clinic.
So I've got a "new" treatment team at a time when I'm in crisis/ at my worst.
It's an unsettling experience for me.
These new treatment providers don't know my whole history and I'm not sure I'm up to providing it, atm.
My brain is also heavily compartmentalising things, I start dissociating at the drop of a hat, I'm in crisis-management mode, just dealing with one thing at a time.
So if I try to communicate how bad things really are, my brain just shuts down.
Additionally, I'm finding that my self-esteem is at an all time low - and I find myself instictually clinging to tiny positives, to give myself hope and some small sense of achievement/ salvage some fragments of self-esteem.
Because both the T and the p-doc are new, I'm also instinctively trying to make a half-decent impression... Like, seeming at least semi-reasonable, semi-sane, semi-reliable, semi-competent.
Which is a problem, because this deep in crisis, I'm actually none of those things, at all.
I need both T and p-doc to know how bad things really are, so they can help me with those things, but my brain keeps overriding it, refusing to be fully open.
I keep forcing myself to provide little chunks of information/ data that show a glimpse of "how bad things are" but each glimpse is tiny and it's a huge fight to provide it.
I'm still way off them both realising how bad things really are and I have no idea whether I'll actually get there.
The instinct to "hide how bad it really is" is just so overriding at the moment - a mixture of shame and survival instinct.
I'm going to try explaining this ^^ to both T and p-doc... If need be in writing, because I don't know if I can make my mouth spit out the actual words at an appt.
I have a relatively new therapist... We had 10 initial sessions spaced out over about a year, waiting until my health insurance covered more regular appointments.
Since January I've been seeing him fortnightly.
My old T retired and my old p-doc left his practice and went to work for a clinic.
So I've got a "new" treatment team at a time when I'm in crisis/ at my worst.
It's an unsettling experience for me.
These new treatment providers don't know my whole history and I'm not sure I'm up to providing it, atm.
My brain is also heavily compartmentalising things, I start dissociating at the drop of a hat, I'm in crisis-management mode, just dealing with one thing at a time.
So if I try to communicate how bad things really are, my brain just shuts down.
Additionally, I'm finding that my self-esteem is at an all time low - and I find myself instictually clinging to tiny positives, to give myself hope and some small sense of achievement/ salvage some fragments of self-esteem.
Because both the T and the p-doc are new, I'm also instinctively trying to make a half-decent impression... Like, seeming at least semi-reasonable, semi-sane, semi-reliable, semi-competent.
Which is a problem, because this deep in crisis, I'm actually none of those things, at all.
I need both T and p-doc to know how bad things really are, so they can help me with those things, but my brain keeps overriding it, refusing to be fully open.
I keep forcing myself to provide little chunks of information/ data that show a glimpse of "how bad things are" but each glimpse is tiny and it's a huge fight to provide it.
I'm still way off them both realising how bad things really are and I have no idea whether I'll actually get there.
The instinct to "hide how bad it really is" is just so overriding at the moment - a mixture of shame and survival instinct.
I'm going to try explaining this ^^ to both T and p-doc... If need be in writing, because I don't know if I can make my mouth spit out the actual words at an appt.