Oy....this is a long one. Apologies in advance if my tangential state brings about a choppy presentation and clarity of purpose may seem askew. Your reading and possibly your subsequent input will be greatly appreciated.
In an effort to avoid further hijacking of a recent thread, of similar title, I have been encouraged to begin a separate, new discussion on this topic of "Being In Your Head", "Getting In Your Head", "Staying in Your Head" and "Getting Out of Your Head". While it was not my intent to hijack a discussion, I think some of the points I broached exceeded the scope and good nature of the original authors intent. Typically, I would simply bow out of the discussion, seeing the error of my ways and be done with it. Yet, I saw and continue to see this as a HUGE topic. Not only for myself, but potentially for many if not most. As such think the topic deserves a good examination. As there are indeed multiple facets at play here, the topic can be approached from many angles. It is my hope that this thread can be as close to all encompassing as possible. Meaning, all aspects would be discussed and explored. Simply, if it pertains to "Being in Your Head", "Getting In Your Head", "Staying in Your Head" and or "Getting Out of Your Head"....please, feel free to discuss it. Tangents and hijacking will be welcomed....perhaps, encouraged as we investigate what goes on between our ears.
How did this come about? Rather innocently...really.
I was simply triggered by the words "staying in your head". To be sure, there are many words, phrases that, to the naked eye are benign in nature. They are simply constructs used to convey an idea, the very basis of communication. Yet, the mind, afflicted with PTSD (mine for example) will often take these benign words that are by history, infused with meaning and a chain of predictable events begin to take place, between the ears.
This incident. this triggered event, was not an issue with an individual. It was not even the original idea of the post. Interestingly enuff, I am not sure I got to the full understanding of the "idea' of the post....well, because I got all jacked up on the words. Words which by themselves were indeed harmless....
How did I get all jacked up? Perhaps a lil explanation of my abuses are in order...
January 21st 1978 is was placed in a pseudo Drug Rehabilitation environment called Straight Inc. (Google Straight Inc.) I was there just at 3 years from ages of 14-17.
On the surface, one may think....Ok, drug rehab...no biggie. Given today's culture, I would agree...perhaps.
The assumption is.....I was a drug addict. Further assumption will lead one to think, drug rehab for a drug addict...a good fit. From this assumption on, everything goes south and the horror begins.
I was 14, if I was indeed guilty of anything, I was guilty of being a teenager. I did teenage things, I had teenage aspirations. Did I smoke Pot? Yes I did. If the quantity of cannabis was added up, for every single time I had smoked Pot. This value would not exceed One (1) ounce of cannabis consumed. Did I drink alcohol? Indeed I had. Add that quantity up and the value would not exceed One (1) gallon of alcohol consumed.
1 oz of Cannabis + 1 gal of Alcohol in 14 years does not equal or justify 3 years of being warehoused in an abusive environment without any clinical supervision or adult supervision. Wherein 12 hours a day, 7 days a week, 365 days a year x 3 of brutal confrontation, isolation, humiliation, physical abuses, psychological abuses, undernourishment, sleep deprivation, thought coercion and flat out brainwashing was the rule of the day.
As there was a constant state of danger (all forms) coming from any angle at any time, for any reason, coupled with an onslaught of thought coercion I quickly learned the value of "Getting Into My Head" as a means of comforting, escaping, protecting and simply amusing myself for hours, days, and weeks at a time.
In a Mind Rape environment...."Getting Into Your Head" was strictly forbidden and punishable. Thought Coercion or Thought Reform can not tolerate one "Getting Into Your Head".....It is resistance! The more one resists, the greater the effort to keep on "Out of Your Head".....here is when the cycles of confrontation, humiliation, sleep deprivation, physical/mental abuses would begin....and continue for hours at a time.
Indoctrination 24x7 that essentially said....You can not think for yourself. We will think for you. You will abide by our thoughts or you will suffer the consequences. Well, you will have consequences regardless. You will live in fear, trust will be a foreign concept and any degree of comfort will be stripped away...incessantly. You will conform, you will confess, you will discredit any achievements you have thought yourself to have had. The value you have is the value assigned to you via our opinion. You will be broken down and crushed. There is no escape. Run and we will give chase. Fight and your face will slide across a concrete floor. You are nothing without us, we are your life and with out us, your life has no meaning, no value, no chance. Your options are jail, institutions and death. Your compliance is mandatory.
Rather grim, is it not?
Again, I bring my history to the reader not to imply a uniqueness, but to show how I came to rely, protect and refine the need to "Be in My Head"
What goes on in that head of yours Woof?
Sometimes absolutely nothing. Other times, absolutely everything. I enjoy the versatility of my mind! I embrace the quiet solitude of simply zoning out. I enjoy how focused I can be come when I retreat into my head in an effort to solve an issue or to somehow have battle....with myself or others.
I often hear or read people saying....."I just want my brain to stop".....This is a thought that has never occurred to me. Perhaps if it has, I have never entertained it for long. I have a heart, it has a function. Its function is to circulate blood. I have a set of lungs, it has a function. Its function is to aspirate, to breath. I have a musculature system, it has a function. It's function is to move this ole bag of bones, to ambulate and move about the environment. I would not ask any of these to cease their functionality.
Well, I have a brain, it also has a function. Among many other functions, it's crowning achievement and claim to fame is it's innate ability to....think. Why would I want to have this function to stop? This creative function has served me well....I dare say it has served us all well, as Survivors and as a race of beings. Thinking, in and of itself, is inherently a good thing!
Now, returning to the notion of "Being in Your Head"...
Before recent revelations, I was inclined to say, that while "In My Head"....I tend to "shut down", or "Zone Out". I fully embody the 10,000 yard stare. I can stare so deeply into the void, that I can in essence become that same void. Seemingly, I am void of thought, void of emotion, void of interest, void of action, void of communication.....just shy of catatonia.
Have I ceased utilizing the thought function of the brain in doing so???? Ehhhhh, I am not convinced that is a true/accurate statement. There is a degree of creativity and deliberateness in "shutting down". At the onset of a dissociative incident, there is a sequence of events taking place. I am not conscious of the "shut down sequence"....but I am of the opinion there is one, and have yet to be able to accurately articulate the process.
The terms "Shutting Down", "Zoning Out" and others like them attempting to describe the experience I think are, essentially misnomers. Describing the inexplicable is inherently difficult and challenging at best. But to imply, I am devoid of thought....ehhhh, I am not entirely comfortable with that. Because I can not explain an experience, does that negate the experience? Does the experience not exist because of an inability to adequately explain it?
I am also under an impression this experience is very common among us with PTSD and I think most are familiar with what I am driving at. We know the experience, we engage in the experience....yet describing the experience.....ehhhh...not so much.
Now.....a new concept has been introduced.
"staying In Your Head"
As it has been explained to me, it is the process of ""Obsessing about things, analyzing, discussing, reading, and spending lots of energy in trying to figure things out." and further ""the skill of occupying the mind so fully with rational activities that it shuts out all feeling."
Unwittingly, as it turns out....I engage in this same thing.....without realizing it. Nor did I realize a name had been given to it. What messed me up and threw me into a tailspin was that its was called "staying in Your Head".....which triggered me. For obvious reasons....at least to me anyways.
So after some bantering back and forth, I came to realize...Oh shit.....I am doing this even as we speak/type!!!
Almost instantly, I saw it was not an issue of better or worse, right or wrong, good or bad....but simply what the mind chooses to engage in given a set of circumstances. Banter and intellectualizing or simply seeking solace in the solitude of my mind...as a means of coping? Holy Buckets!!!!! I did not know I did that.
I was also immediately struck with the notion of how this dovetails in the "Flight or Fight" issue.....and it takes place "In My Head".
As this is currently unfolding, this understanding (for lack of a better word at the moment) I make no claim at full understanding and a full grasp of all it's implications etc....But I would like to invite and encourage all commentary....the full gamut of your experiences! I do not wish to restrict this discussion in the least.Lets take a peek into the state of "Being in Your Head"
Go!
In an effort to avoid further hijacking of a recent thread, of similar title, I have been encouraged to begin a separate, new discussion on this topic of "Being In Your Head", "Getting In Your Head", "Staying in Your Head" and "Getting Out of Your Head". While it was not my intent to hijack a discussion, I think some of the points I broached exceeded the scope and good nature of the original authors intent. Typically, I would simply bow out of the discussion, seeing the error of my ways and be done with it. Yet, I saw and continue to see this as a HUGE topic. Not only for myself, but potentially for many if not most. As such think the topic deserves a good examination. As there are indeed multiple facets at play here, the topic can be approached from many angles. It is my hope that this thread can be as close to all encompassing as possible. Meaning, all aspects would be discussed and explored. Simply, if it pertains to "Being in Your Head", "Getting In Your Head", "Staying in Your Head" and or "Getting Out of Your Head"....please, feel free to discuss it. Tangents and hijacking will be welcomed....perhaps, encouraged as we investigate what goes on between our ears.
How did this come about? Rather innocently...really.
I was simply triggered by the words "staying in your head". To be sure, there are many words, phrases that, to the naked eye are benign in nature. They are simply constructs used to convey an idea, the very basis of communication. Yet, the mind, afflicted with PTSD (mine for example) will often take these benign words that are by history, infused with meaning and a chain of predictable events begin to take place, between the ears.
This incident. this triggered event, was not an issue with an individual. It was not even the original idea of the post. Interestingly enuff, I am not sure I got to the full understanding of the "idea' of the post....well, because I got all jacked up on the words. Words which by themselves were indeed harmless....
How did I get all jacked up? Perhaps a lil explanation of my abuses are in order...
January 21st 1978 is was placed in a pseudo Drug Rehabilitation environment called Straight Inc. (Google Straight Inc.) I was there just at 3 years from ages of 14-17.
On the surface, one may think....Ok, drug rehab...no biggie. Given today's culture, I would agree...perhaps.
The assumption is.....I was a drug addict. Further assumption will lead one to think, drug rehab for a drug addict...a good fit. From this assumption on, everything goes south and the horror begins.
I was 14, if I was indeed guilty of anything, I was guilty of being a teenager. I did teenage things, I had teenage aspirations. Did I smoke Pot? Yes I did. If the quantity of cannabis was added up, for every single time I had smoked Pot. This value would not exceed One (1) ounce of cannabis consumed. Did I drink alcohol? Indeed I had. Add that quantity up and the value would not exceed One (1) gallon of alcohol consumed.
1 oz of Cannabis + 1 gal of Alcohol in 14 years does not equal or justify 3 years of being warehoused in an abusive environment without any clinical supervision or adult supervision. Wherein 12 hours a day, 7 days a week, 365 days a year x 3 of brutal confrontation, isolation, humiliation, physical abuses, psychological abuses, undernourishment, sleep deprivation, thought coercion and flat out brainwashing was the rule of the day.
As there was a constant state of danger (all forms) coming from any angle at any time, for any reason, coupled with an onslaught of thought coercion I quickly learned the value of "Getting Into My Head" as a means of comforting, escaping, protecting and simply amusing myself for hours, days, and weeks at a time.
In a Mind Rape environment...."Getting Into Your Head" was strictly forbidden and punishable. Thought Coercion or Thought Reform can not tolerate one "Getting Into Your Head".....It is resistance! The more one resists, the greater the effort to keep on "Out of Your Head".....here is when the cycles of confrontation, humiliation, sleep deprivation, physical/mental abuses would begin....and continue for hours at a time.
Indoctrination 24x7 that essentially said....You can not think for yourself. We will think for you. You will abide by our thoughts or you will suffer the consequences. Well, you will have consequences regardless. You will live in fear, trust will be a foreign concept and any degree of comfort will be stripped away...incessantly. You will conform, you will confess, you will discredit any achievements you have thought yourself to have had. The value you have is the value assigned to you via our opinion. You will be broken down and crushed. There is no escape. Run and we will give chase. Fight and your face will slide across a concrete floor. You are nothing without us, we are your life and with out us, your life has no meaning, no value, no chance. Your options are jail, institutions and death. Your compliance is mandatory.
Rather grim, is it not?
Again, I bring my history to the reader not to imply a uniqueness, but to show how I came to rely, protect and refine the need to "Be in My Head"
What goes on in that head of yours Woof?
Sometimes absolutely nothing. Other times, absolutely everything. I enjoy the versatility of my mind! I embrace the quiet solitude of simply zoning out. I enjoy how focused I can be come when I retreat into my head in an effort to solve an issue or to somehow have battle....with myself or others.
I often hear or read people saying....."I just want my brain to stop".....This is a thought that has never occurred to me. Perhaps if it has, I have never entertained it for long. I have a heart, it has a function. Its function is to circulate blood. I have a set of lungs, it has a function. Its function is to aspirate, to breath. I have a musculature system, it has a function. It's function is to move this ole bag of bones, to ambulate and move about the environment. I would not ask any of these to cease their functionality.
Well, I have a brain, it also has a function. Among many other functions, it's crowning achievement and claim to fame is it's innate ability to....think. Why would I want to have this function to stop? This creative function has served me well....I dare say it has served us all well, as Survivors and as a race of beings. Thinking, in and of itself, is inherently a good thing!
Now, returning to the notion of "Being in Your Head"...
Before recent revelations, I was inclined to say, that while "In My Head"....I tend to "shut down", or "Zone Out". I fully embody the 10,000 yard stare. I can stare so deeply into the void, that I can in essence become that same void. Seemingly, I am void of thought, void of emotion, void of interest, void of action, void of communication.....just shy of catatonia.
Have I ceased utilizing the thought function of the brain in doing so???? Ehhhhh, I am not convinced that is a true/accurate statement. There is a degree of creativity and deliberateness in "shutting down". At the onset of a dissociative incident, there is a sequence of events taking place. I am not conscious of the "shut down sequence"....but I am of the opinion there is one, and have yet to be able to accurately articulate the process.
The terms "Shutting Down", "Zoning Out" and others like them attempting to describe the experience I think are, essentially misnomers. Describing the inexplicable is inherently difficult and challenging at best. But to imply, I am devoid of thought....ehhhh, I am not entirely comfortable with that. Because I can not explain an experience, does that negate the experience? Does the experience not exist because of an inability to adequately explain it?
I am also under an impression this experience is very common among us with PTSD and I think most are familiar with what I am driving at. We know the experience, we engage in the experience....yet describing the experience.....ehhhh...not so much.
Now.....a new concept has been introduced.
"staying In Your Head"
As it has been explained to me, it is the process of ""Obsessing about things, analyzing, discussing, reading, and spending lots of energy in trying to figure things out." and further ""the skill of occupying the mind so fully with rational activities that it shuts out all feeling."
Unwittingly, as it turns out....I engage in this same thing.....without realizing it. Nor did I realize a name had been given to it. What messed me up and threw me into a tailspin was that its was called "staying in Your Head".....which triggered me. For obvious reasons....at least to me anyways.
So after some bantering back and forth, I came to realize...Oh shit.....I am doing this even as we speak/type!!!
Almost instantly, I saw it was not an issue of better or worse, right or wrong, good or bad....but simply what the mind chooses to engage in given a set of circumstances. Banter and intellectualizing or simply seeking solace in the solitude of my mind...as a means of coping? Holy Buckets!!!!! I did not know I did that.
I was also immediately struck with the notion of how this dovetails in the "Flight or Fight" issue.....and it takes place "In My Head".
As this is currently unfolding, this understanding (for lack of a better word at the moment) I make no claim at full understanding and a full grasp of all it's implications etc....But I would like to invite and encourage all commentary....the full gamut of your experiences! I do not wish to restrict this discussion in the least.Lets take a peek into the state of "Being in Your Head"
Go!