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Me, Seeking Self Isolation : Her, Being Abandoned - And Other Vicious Circles

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A vent then some questions

I'm only now begining to understand how destructive my symptoms/behaviours have been to my relationships and I mean in all senses of the word relationship; romantic, career, family...

If things get uncomfortable, or boring for me, I retreat and self isolate, I seek distractions and if things get painful I dissociate. I also find that I dissociate in a different way if I'm concentrating on nerdy distractions. my name has to be called several times before I hear it, and I'm "not really there" for sometime after I do respond, for example I won't remember the context of what we were last speaking about. In a work context, I might have an important question for someone, have to wait a short while to speak to them, float off during that wait, and then be completely dsi-orientated whe they are available (I used to get hiddeously embarrassed by that and seek to avoid that person after it had happened).

I can see now, how that came accross to my SOs at the time as me not caring or being moody and un-available, and eventually as abandonment.

I can particularly see the destructive effects on the last two romantic relationships which I was in. One which was heading towards marriage but never made it there, even though we lived together for several years and were extremely close, and one which did get there.

Reflecting on a third romantic relationship where the roles were reversed, gives me some insights. She was a lovely person (and, I don't mean that as a euphemism for physically ugly, IMHO she was v physically attractive as well -even if she strongly disagreed with that assessment) intelligent, kind, the children in the village she lived in all used to swarm around her, and she had an incredible way with animals - she could raise tiny baby birds that neighbours saved from their cats, untill they fledged.

With hindsight, she was dissociating when I first broke the ice to get to know her, I was helping her father shovel fill out of a dump truck into the potholes on a gravel road, she was about 25 feet away, deep in a day dream, until I landed a shovel full of gravel into the muddy puddle right beside her and splashed her.

Her parents had divorced when she was 7, and she had grown up mostly with her mum and grandmother. Her mother was anorexic and with hindsight, a creepy boundary infringer ("We're more like sisters than mother and daughter". "Ooh, I wear R's clothes" yeah, and flirt with her male friends too - yuk!) she'd been physically and emotionally bullied at school, and had lost her grandmother and thought she was going to lose her mother through anorexia as well, the year before we met -

There's more there, but I think you'll get the picture.

She made the early moves, but soon withdrew, and a pattern soon developed of her being there and then withdrawing and me following after her trying to find ways to reach her and to give her confidence a lift when she was experiencing shame and low self esteem.

She'd withdraw, I'd follow, she'd withdraw (be triggered!) further: cycle repeats.

I didn't help that we lived about 100 miles apart, she didn't have a land line phone and this was long before the days of mobiles and the internet (the fast new computer at work was a 386 running DOS!), so communication was by snailmail, and calling by, if no one was in at the house, I'd stick a note through the door and go and sit in the village square (and get swamped with her little fans) while I waited to see if anyone showed up.

I don't think that I have more than average problems with abandonment (might be wrong), but boody hell, I did with her. Still do.

It's frightening to think that my own self isolating behaviours might have resulted in similar distress (or more! the relationships were far longer and deeper) for my other SOs.




anyone still reading? oh well, I'll carry on anyway

Does anyone else who isolates, retreats and freezes up recognize this?

How do you deal with it, or explain it to an SO, that it really isn't anything personal? I've been single and in hermit mode for a few years, and I'm coming out of it now, are some personality styles better at understanding than others, I know it really hurt one lady who has some borderline traits, and brought out the very worst in her.

With help, can you resist or be helped out of the urge to retreat and hide?
 
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I think the biggest thing you may be overlooking is that you recognize what you are doing and the patterns you have held on to. You may not be able to break then quickly because they have probably been withyou for a while, but at least you have an idea of what it is you want.

I have the same problem as you with pretty much everything you said in your post. The most frustrating thing for me is knowing what I'm doing when I'm doing it and not being able to stop it. I think this is where practice comes in.

I know it sucks what you are going through, but I hope you can see this as a little step in the achievement side.

Either way I will be thinking about you and I'm wishing you the very best.
 
I don't often retreat or stay frozen for long, but I do believe my frequent flier pattern is a different end to the same phenom. Where some folks freeze, I can find myself on another continent before my brain catches up with my feet. My adult sons and husband gave up looking for ways to keep me tied down. Of course, not a one of them has... ahh... um... er... abandonment issues. Yes, I am getting better about resisting the urge, but it remains a struggle for me.

My personal breakthrough was in learning how to go back and make amends. Not word game amends, but going back and actually fixing damage I have caused as best I can, when I can, to whomever I can. I keep my partner in on the loop as much as I am able and he supports me as far as he is able, but, alas, healing really is a thing nobody can do for you. Most times the best thing my partner can do is stay out of the way and/or cheer me. Healing is an inside job.
 
When you are isolating...does that other persons contact bother you?
 
I think the key is to be able to manage your stress cup along with the desire to communicate with your partner. The stress cup management is important in preventing the urges to run and hide when we feel stressed, and then the communication part is important because the stress cup management part will inevitably fail at some point, and yes, we will need to retreat. But, if we are effective in communicating this need to our partners, it can minimize the damage. In my last two involvements, both guys asked me to just tell them when I needed space and it would be given to me. Doh, stupid me didn't ASK yesterday in the middle of an episode and I have no idea if I pushed him away for good. And he didn't even receive the brunt of the episode, he just got a little push. (Yeah, of course "little" being relative, right? Little to me is often huge to everyone else. Sigh.)
 
When you are isolating...does that other persons contact bother you?

Big caveat: I've only accepted that I have PTSD since August - my knowledge of how it is affecting me is far from complete.

I don't know about anyone else, I hope others add their experiences - but for me personally, yes, hugely.

To me it feels like a smothering invasion of my space and my boundaries, it's a very claustraphobic feeling. One that I desperately want to push against and to escape from.

There's also something which makes me reject any physical closeness if I'm feeling threatened, or if I've just had a confrontation. I'm relating it to my reluctance to allow my mother to give any visible sign of affection when she'd drop me off at boarding school - It was just unthinkable, and I think that was a general thing with the other inmates* too. It's not something that I've thought through very well.

I think the affection as I was being dropped off would have
1) been a potential source of bullying - a display of emotion being seen as weakness and
2) incredibly triggering

From my teens onwards, If I've been in a confrontation, or a fight, and then either think of or see, or get a call from my SO, I will break down in floods of tears, and for some reason I want to avoid that. I've just put that in bold, because typing it here, I've realized that there is something in it, I think it breaks the dissociative armour, it lets the hurt in to where it can hurt me. Wow! thanks, that is a big insight that's just popped out!

I'm sort of relating that to cuddly toys as well. They make me melt inside. I was reading one of the threads on Dissociative Identity a few weeks back, and the posts about "parts" which liked cuddly toys, had me in floods of tears. I've been staying with various friends for the past couple of weeks, and some of my friends saw me looking at cuddly toys in a shop, and asked me how old I was - unfortunately I didn't have the mindful presence to answer that question to myself.

Ok, I was in tears writing that last paragraph, my mind is racing now - cuddly toys. I don't know how this would work out. Your partner is a vet, he has been in (is he still in?) an institution that exists for the purpose of extreme violence. would giving him a toy animal that you have scented with your perfum, your deoderant, your fabric conditioner, provide a safe proxy of you, that he can have sat on his pillow and hug when he's missing you or stuff in the closet when he's wanting to hide from you, a confident that he could experiment with speaking out loud the things he wants to tell you but doesn't know if he's able to yet - and this is the bit i'm anxious about - if he ever has the violent impulses that his former institutional abuser, developed in him- would the toy be a safe outlet, or would it break down the inhibitions to them coming out with the real you? OMG I do not know.

Good luck and :hug: if you'll have them.
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* one human lifetime is too little to do all of the reading we want to. There is a sociological study available of "total institutions" of which boarding schools, prisons, military regiments, warships and closed religious orders and cults are examples. They all have rigid hierarchical structures and remove self control as the individual is subjected and subjegated to the institutions structure. The state tries to do the same. exposure to any of these causes damage to an individuals sense of self and to their interpersonal boundaries.
 
Seems I'm not alone. I've just stolen this from Lolly in another thread, the emphasis is added:
I get yelled at when I'm having a flashback, and they always try to stroke me or hug me, which makes the flashback so much worse. I'm so sorry that happened to you, as desdirate said, it was cruel. You did not deserve that [being laughed at]. Unfortunately there are people who can't comprehend things like flashbacks/anxiety attacks/things of that nature. You are not wrong to be mad with her, and you did the right thing to leave the situation. I hope you're ok, take care!...
 
When you are isolating...does that other persons contact bother you?

In my own version of "isolating", often I'm trying to protect the other person from ME. It kind of freaks me out, in a good way, to learn that they're not ok with that. I have a whole long diatribe about how I'm horrible and just mess things up, and if everyone doesn't hate me now, it's just because they don't know well enough what they're dealing with......

There is also a "I can't take any more right now!" version. In that instance, if they would just be willing to "BE", without asking any questions or making any demands, it would probably be ok. We could talk about the weather, or what they've got planned for tomorrow that doesn't involve me, maybe. The thing is, what seems like "demands" to me may not seem demanding to them. Invisible stress cup, you know?
 
When I isolate, I want to be left alone. I usually lock myself in a room and my roommate takes my daughter to the park or something. If my isolation barrier gets broken into, I start getting angry, which turns into rage, which turns into serious stupidity on my part.

Although I am trying to make clear of my needs when that boundary is broken, I still have a ways to go. I also get the, "if we left you alone every time you isolated, we would never see you". Although that would be fine with me, I know it is counterproductive in healing.
 
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