I don't want to be so alone anymore! I'm afraid I'll get swallowed into my depression. I have a bad eating disorder. I was hospitalized for anorexia nervosa right after my dad died when I first went away to college. Since then I have been trying to recover (it's been 4 years).
The thing was, and please don't judge me, I was in the hospital a second time after that brief stay, but my second time (same hospital, medical for eating disorders, but they kept me long for trauma) I was inpatient for a year straight. Then I went to res, so it was almost two years of being away from my regular life.
It was helpful but even my therapist now thinks my trauma was severe, and it's hard for me to recognize that. I feel like I don't deserve support.
This weird mix of having really put into perspective the horrible things I've gone through, and being back at school doing what I love feels like such a split. Now that I'm back, I can feel "normal" with friends (I've made some and seen some old ones) and class got me through the year, because being back is the one place I feel real.
It's ending for the summer. I just know I'm losing something that I need, I didn't even have yet. I'm not sure if this will make any sense but I have either stress dreams or nightmares every night. The nightmares are usually of this trapped feeling, sometimes in the context of the abuse and sometimes not.
The stress dreams are often (if not that I'm dying because of my bad habits) that I'm in school crying. I feel safe in school, and I LONG to open up in some way that just…connects me to my LIFE.
The most recent one was I was dying from my eating disorder (usually don't feel good in real life when I have these dreams), so weak I could barely make it down the hall at school, but I was dragging myself on the ground sideways because I needed to get to my professor's office and ask him for help.
Maybe he's my temporary father figure (he has no idea) :oops: and I'm going to miss whatever he represents in my head? How do I get rid of this need for some protective older male in my life? Even before my dad died, he never protected me from the abuse.
I've had at least a dozen dreams where now that I'm back at school, that part of my life is coming into this part. I had one where in the dream I had a flashback while sitting in class—shaking and crying and every feeling!
I had so many where I started crying in front of everyone and just couldn't stop, and one where my other teacher understood because she had been through something similar and she was trying to help me.
It's not so much that these dreams are distressing (they're better than the nightmares), but I guess I just wanted to vent. I don't know…I'm always trying to figure out how to just get some relief and resolve some of my problems but instead I'm not doing so good, but I feel a little hopeless because I've tried so hard for a long time, tried lots of things, and received good help. If I can't do it now then how can I ever? I don't know why I'm not better yet but I just hate feeling so scared so often, without any clear cause to prevent. :cry:
Thanks if you've taken the time to read…
The thing was, and please don't judge me, I was in the hospital a second time after that brief stay, but my second time (same hospital, medical for eating disorders, but they kept me long for trauma) I was inpatient for a year straight. Then I went to res, so it was almost two years of being away from my regular life.
It was helpful but even my therapist now thinks my trauma was severe, and it's hard for me to recognize that. I feel like I don't deserve support.
This weird mix of having really put into perspective the horrible things I've gone through, and being back at school doing what I love feels like such a split. Now that I'm back, I can feel "normal" with friends (I've made some and seen some old ones) and class got me through the year, because being back is the one place I feel real.
It's ending for the summer. I just know I'm losing something that I need, I didn't even have yet. I'm not sure if this will make any sense but I have either stress dreams or nightmares every night. The nightmares are usually of this trapped feeling, sometimes in the context of the abuse and sometimes not.
The stress dreams are often (if not that I'm dying because of my bad habits) that I'm in school crying. I feel safe in school, and I LONG to open up in some way that just…connects me to my LIFE.
The most recent one was I was dying from my eating disorder (usually don't feel good in real life when I have these dreams), so weak I could barely make it down the hall at school, but I was dragging myself on the ground sideways because I needed to get to my professor's office and ask him for help.
Maybe he's my temporary father figure (he has no idea) :oops: and I'm going to miss whatever he represents in my head? How do I get rid of this need for some protective older male in my life? Even before my dad died, he never protected me from the abuse.
I've had at least a dozen dreams where now that I'm back at school, that part of my life is coming into this part. I had one where in the dream I had a flashback while sitting in class—shaking and crying and every feeling!
I had so many where I started crying in front of everyone and just couldn't stop, and one where my other teacher understood because she had been through something similar and she was trying to help me.
It's not so much that these dreams are distressing (they're better than the nightmares), but I guess I just wanted to vent. I don't know…I'm always trying to figure out how to just get some relief and resolve some of my problems but instead I'm not doing so good, but I feel a little hopeless because I've tried so hard for a long time, tried lots of things, and received good help. If I can't do it now then how can I ever? I don't know why I'm not better yet but I just hate feeling so scared so often, without any clear cause to prevent. :cry:
Thanks if you've taken the time to read…