This might be my most chronic and annoying "symptom". Not sure if it's even a thing for others here. ? It's simultaneously real and also a distraction. By real I mean I've self-destructed so bad...so in the past it was like a constant daily struggle to stay minimally existent. Now I take mostly good care of myself but have chronic pain. The pain is real. But when I'm not doing well otherwise, it becomes magnified and intolerable and I feel like I'm just operating on "survival" energy. I don't invest in enjoyable hobbies, I don't put any effort into relationships, I don't even take care of my house. I'm just trying to not die. Well, I'm NOT DYING.
I noticed this with my eating disorder in the past...that I felt best when I was physically suffering. Feeling "good" felt horrible and awkward. Feeling starved, zoned out, and like I was struggling to hang on, felt just right. No energy left for relationships or anything else. In some ways that felt physically normal. In some ways it felt like the best I deserved.
I can't explain it any better. But even when I'm taking good care of myself, it's like an exhausting daily effort....it is distracting (and probably distraction with purpose, like from other shit I don't know what to do about). But I also have a hard time just finding a groove like others.
I default to feeling like i'm just struggling to survive all the time. The scenery may change, but this goes on and on. New insurance company won't pay for my trauma therapy. So, of course my pain is horrid (it's real and I've been referred to a good clinic for better diagnosis, but like I said, also intensified by other factors). If I can't have my therapist, I need good doctors. I do not put energy into relationships but need to connect with people who can maybe save me in my survival crisis. So with the thought of losing my therapist I'm extra picky about finding the right doctor or pain specialist. I will almost trade, totally unwittingly, one health disaster for another, just so I know I can find the right context for barely surviving. This is a step up for me because I used to get no help from anyone....just crumbled apart. Now it's like I am going through juvenile attachment needs with people who can rescue me in my survival distress.
Well, that's not totally the point...but it helps to see that even if I keep replaying this, it is changing. I'm in survival mode again, but I keep advocating for myself and asking for help now. How I found my therapist. And a pretty good doc and better tests coming up. But it's all think about...scraping by, barely surviving (even if to outside appearances I am doing well, survival mode usually feels just as crazy as ER, ICU, assault....same intense focus on just getting through in one piece...
But I have no life.
I noticed this with my eating disorder in the past...that I felt best when I was physically suffering. Feeling "good" felt horrible and awkward. Feeling starved, zoned out, and like I was struggling to hang on, felt just right. No energy left for relationships or anything else. In some ways that felt physically normal. In some ways it felt like the best I deserved.
I can't explain it any better. But even when I'm taking good care of myself, it's like an exhausting daily effort....it is distracting (and probably distraction with purpose, like from other shit I don't know what to do about). But I also have a hard time just finding a groove like others.
I default to feeling like i'm just struggling to survive all the time. The scenery may change, but this goes on and on. New insurance company won't pay for my trauma therapy. So, of course my pain is horrid (it's real and I've been referred to a good clinic for better diagnosis, but like I said, also intensified by other factors). If I can't have my therapist, I need good doctors. I do not put energy into relationships but need to connect with people who can maybe save me in my survival crisis. So with the thought of losing my therapist I'm extra picky about finding the right doctor or pain specialist. I will almost trade, totally unwittingly, one health disaster for another, just so I know I can find the right context for barely surviving. This is a step up for me because I used to get no help from anyone....just crumbled apart. Now it's like I am going through juvenile attachment needs with people who can rescue me in my survival distress.
Well, that's not totally the point...but it helps to see that even if I keep replaying this, it is changing. I'm in survival mode again, but I keep advocating for myself and asking for help now. How I found my therapist. And a pretty good doc and better tests coming up. But it's all think about...scraping by, barely surviving (even if to outside appearances I am doing well, survival mode usually feels just as crazy as ER, ICU, assault....same intense focus on just getting through in one piece...
But I have no life.