Hi all I am VERY new to the lingo of flashbacks and Dissocociative episodes, although I've been having them since I was 15 (12yrs now) I never allowed myself to work through my childhood abuse-I dealt, I coped-I never allowed myself to process the feelings and thoughts, I burried them never told anyone and coped with the feelings by developing anorexia/bulimia and cutting...12yrs later I literally had burried the original abuse and just put my issues down to low self esteem, untill I had my son and developed PND. I an now in therapy and am just following the tangled web back to the initial trauma with my therapists-VERY EARLY DAYS, he doesn't know what happened yet but just that something obviously did...anyway I have many triggers(some that reminded me of a trigger or a time and place I felt/heard/smelt a trigger and have become one in themselves..crap I sound crazy) smell of leather, the phrase 'do you understand' ESP if said in an angry way, popcorn smell and most strongly beer breath-anywhere near m-if hubby tries to kiss me I am completely gone.
I never had day flashbacks as I coped with my neg mechanisms for so long I only had them at night when I was unable to stop or distract myself, I just always checked out and went numb-like you could say or do anything to me cause I didn't care/or feel...like my feelings are locked beneath a frozen lake-still there just not bothering me..I stil live life but it's automatic and someone killed my feelings, it sounds insane but to be honest it's nice-it's a relief to not have the intrusive thoughts and feelings..ANYWAY(sorry this should have been in the introduce yourself section)
So when I was in hospital for PND I spoke to someone for the first time about my assault and abuse and oh my goodness it's opened a can of worms-it's been horrendous and I'm not coping at all.
During my 4th therapy I was walking in and smelt a man leather wallet/belt or shoes and as I sat in the waiting room I lost it-surrounding faded and all I could see/hear/smell was the night of the rape-no idea how long it had been but I felt everything g from that night but not as an experience more like a movie-my outside was frozen and apparently unresponsive-luckily my T went and got a lady and I began to hear her voice through it all and reality knew there was no other female there in that room that night so I began to come back, Im unsure if this was a flashback or dissocociation but either way it wiped me out.
My question is what are your experiences personal stories of flashbacks dissociation during therapy and how do your therapists handle them-I'm sure there are many ways. I always thought flashbacks where physical re-inactments like the war vets who hear a noise and duck screaming not me being a stunned mullet having a movie in my head and not being able to stop or get out. Oh gee that was long if youre still there thanks for listening...I'm just so confused and feel out of control now I've started down this road.
I never had day flashbacks as I coped with my neg mechanisms for so long I only had them at night when I was unable to stop or distract myself, I just always checked out and went numb-like you could say or do anything to me cause I didn't care/or feel...like my feelings are locked beneath a frozen lake-still there just not bothering me..I stil live life but it's automatic and someone killed my feelings, it sounds insane but to be honest it's nice-it's a relief to not have the intrusive thoughts and feelings..ANYWAY(sorry this should have been in the introduce yourself section)
So when I was in hospital for PND I spoke to someone for the first time about my assault and abuse and oh my goodness it's opened a can of worms-it's been horrendous and I'm not coping at all.
During my 4th therapy I was walking in and smelt a man leather wallet/belt or shoes and as I sat in the waiting room I lost it-surrounding faded and all I could see/hear/smell was the night of the rape-no idea how long it had been but I felt everything g from that night but not as an experience more like a movie-my outside was frozen and apparently unresponsive-luckily my T went and got a lady and I began to hear her voice through it all and reality knew there was no other female there in that room that night so I began to come back, Im unsure if this was a flashback or dissocociation but either way it wiped me out.
My question is what are your experiences personal stories of flashbacks dissociation during therapy and how do your therapists handle them-I'm sure there are many ways. I always thought flashbacks where physical re-inactments like the war vets who hear a noise and duck screaming not me being a stunned mullet having a movie in my head and not being able to stop or get out. Oh gee that was long if youre still there thanks for listening...I'm just so confused and feel out of control now I've started down this road.