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ms spock
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When you have been abused as a child you tend to be whatever you need to be in order to survive, so the formation of the "self" falls by the wayside. I think for me, personally, this is reflected in the fact that I have a million interests but none that I can fully dedicate myself to. I still, to this day, define myself in terms of what others expect of me (to a degree....well now that I think of it, to a high degree!)
This is where I struggle with whom I am because survival necessitated being whatever my parents wanted at the time with the added stress of keeping my sisters and brothers.
But back to what I was saying. I always knew that I was different than everyone else. I just thought it was part of life. It wasn't until I went into the trauma hospital that I learned that it is a psychological issue that is much bigger than I initially thought. Now my (ruminating, obsessing) mind goes into panic mode and thinks "oh great, yet ANOTHER thing that's "wrong" with me!" Its yet another thing that makes me different from everybody else. Its another way that people can point me out as "different"
But you have some great strengths as well Solara. I can understand the disappointment and frustration of finding something else to work on. I really can.
I remember when I found my "trauma twin" as I call him. He eerily had very similar trauma details that sort of blew my mind for a time and I actually believed he wasn't real. Ok, so to this very day I still wonder if he wasn't real, but I digress. Anyway, he made me feel, for the first time in my life, that I was OK. That all of my feelings of being different from everyone else had finally come to an end. It was nice to know that out of 7 billion people, there was one other person who knew exactly what I was going through. But then along comes the hospital and all of their "self" talk and I am thrown into feeling like an outcast again. Thanks for the label, I love (sarcasm) feeling alone and defective again! Thanks for impressing on me that my "self" is missing something and that I'm not like everyone else. Isn't it bad enough to label me with PTSD and have that be the end of it? Stupid hospital and all their labels! (end of rant!)
I haven't been in a hospital like you have but I understand your frustration.
My psychiatrist doesn't like labels. So I understand.
But you are not an outcast you contribute to the forums and give good insight. (Please ignore if not helpful.)
I think in my case it's not a matter of not having a self, rather a protection mechanism. That is, I don't belong to X, Y, or Z simply because I choose not to out of a sense of protection, not because I am "self-less" If this makes any sense!
That makes a lot of sense. It is great awareness as well.
It literally was only within the last few weeks to a month that I have been able to see my PTSD "monster" as something separate from who I am. I am trying to drive the wedge between myself and PTSD deeper and deeper because I see it as the only way to let my true "self" come through and to stop internalizing everything and blaming myself.
That is great you worked that out. That is impressive to me.
So to answer your question, this concept of "self" is something that I have recently developed.
Glad I am not the only one learning.
Maybe I'm not even in the right discussion? I don't know. I don't doubt that people have problems with the concept of the "self" but anymore I wonder if my problem is simply safety. Safety is at the root of just about any problem I can name. Its like my self is there, just hidden. Its my safety issue that gets in the way and prevents my true self from basking in the sun, if you know what I mean.
I believe that I do.
I think its hard sometimes to figure out exactly what is going on, but for me, I choose to not think of it so much as an issue of a "self" rather, my "self" is there and is deathly afraid to come out. This is exactly what happened with my inner child....she didn't come out until she knew I'd fight to the death to protect her. Once she felt safe, she came out. I don't see her as much anymore, but she's still there. And she still knows I'd do anything to protect her.
So you are safe with yourself. i would like to get to that point.
I'm thinking that I need to revisit my puppet therapy. I have a few dozen puppets stashed away in my room. My "self", fittingly enough, is a TURTLE! (Who didn't see that one coming?!?!) My best friend is a cheetah who is "anxiety". We all happily live on a desert island beach together. Don't ask where all of this came from...I was in a dissociative state when my turtle/cheetah/beach story came out in therapy and somehow it all just fits. (My happy place is the Swiss Family Robinson island) know I need to work on safety. I know I need to work on making all my "parts" feel safe so that my true "self" can come out.
Well you have a strategy happening there.
To be honest, this is one of the most helpful threads I've read in quite awhile. Sorry for rambling on, but it's helped me to work out a lot of things in my mind. I'm not sure if any of this is helpful to anyone else, or if I'm too off topic. If I am, I'm sorry...
No apologies necessary. Great the more we are honest with each other the better for us all.