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My therapy session on Friday stirred up symptoms on purpose around processing a particular traumatic event when I was 16. Most of the time this type of therapy leaves me with huge symptom reduction. It gets rid of triggers over time. It comes with the risk of symptoms being worse for awhile, as is typical of most forms of trauma therapy. I left the office as grounded and calm as possible, but I was a nervous wreck. I have been extremely symptomatic since. I keep thinking a lot of the same thoughts now that I had as a 16 year old. I know I an adult, but I am responding to my life like the traumatic event happened just yesterday, and I'm responding in the same way I did when I was 16, only with less dissociation than when I was 16.
Today I was triggered by the very smallest thing while working. I am a contractual employee, so my schedule is flexible. I ended up rescheduling most of my commitments today.
I had to make a follow up call about a personal matter, and I lost all composure. I felt so panicky. It came out as anger. My response would have been fitting if my life was in danger, not just that someone was being a jerk on the phone. I ended the call and later called back to apologize. It went over ok, I guess, and the matter was resolved. I guess.
But now I'm really crashing. I'm wanting to do anything to not feel what I am feeling... anything. I put all my medications in a place that is cumbersome to get to, just to slow myself down from impulsively taking anything. I'm judging the heck out of myself for needing to do so.
I believe I am a horrible person, for a lifetime of screwing up. I tried to walk to the grocery store, while listening to an audiobook to distract, and I couldn't tell you what the story was about. My mind kept thinking of all the crap things I have done in life. It's like I am torturing myself.
I'm entertaining suicidal thoughts. I am not going to act on them in any way. I just want to not exist. I want to not be in the world anymore. I don't want to inflict my existence on anyone anymore. My therapist and I talked on Friday about not wanting to exist as a kid, and how it was what my father really wanted... It's like I have taken that distorted thinking to a deeper level. I really believe it.
My therapist is about to go on vacation, but I have an appointment with her first thing in the morning. She is coming in just to see me. I emailed her this weekend to say I was struggling... I haven't told her how bad today is. I know I need to tell her, but I am convinced she will quit if I do. I keep thinking I need to pull myself together so I can tell her I had a bad day, but I got through it and got to a better place on my own by doing xyz.
I know a million "skills" I could do, but none of them seem to be working. My father was right. I want to stop breathing.
I know, somewhere in me, that well, horrible people should work hard to be better. That's what I am doing. I am failing.
Even as I write this, I am thinking "ugh, don't say this. This is horrible to say. I am such a problem." I can't believe I am worth caring about. I can't.
I typed an email to my therapist to cancel therapy tomorrow. I don't want to go. I am going to be a problem. I am so scared I am going to lose my sh*t and breakdown and cry or worse, get triggered and run out or yell at her or tank the whole session somehow. I am really scared I will sabotage therapy tomorrow. I rather not go than go and ruin all of it.
My last therapist, who was just as amazing if not more so than my current therapist, told me I only made one mistake, one mistake, and that our abrupt ending was not all my fault, she was already triggered and she thought she could handle it if I did what I did, and that many clients do the same thing but somehow, for me, she couldn't so it and I "handled the relationship well the entire time, except for just one mistake" ... I did make one mistake. It ruined everything.
I always made one small mistake at home that would trigger my father into violent days long rages. Days long. He would even keep me home from school as punishment as he raged more. "You need to obey when I tell you how to load the dishwasher."
I'm in tears. I feel so scared, of everything, mostly of myself. I don't know quite what I am scared of. I don't know what to do. I don't trust my decisions at all right now. I know I need to tell my therapist, but I don't know how or what to tell her. Any feedback or thoughts would be much appreciated.
Today I was triggered by the very smallest thing while working. I am a contractual employee, so my schedule is flexible. I ended up rescheduling most of my commitments today.
I had to make a follow up call about a personal matter, and I lost all composure. I felt so panicky. It came out as anger. My response would have been fitting if my life was in danger, not just that someone was being a jerk on the phone. I ended the call and later called back to apologize. It went over ok, I guess, and the matter was resolved. I guess.
But now I'm really crashing. I'm wanting to do anything to not feel what I am feeling... anything. I put all my medications in a place that is cumbersome to get to, just to slow myself down from impulsively taking anything. I'm judging the heck out of myself for needing to do so.
I believe I am a horrible person, for a lifetime of screwing up. I tried to walk to the grocery store, while listening to an audiobook to distract, and I couldn't tell you what the story was about. My mind kept thinking of all the crap things I have done in life. It's like I am torturing myself.
I'm entertaining suicidal thoughts. I am not going to act on them in any way. I just want to not exist. I want to not be in the world anymore. I don't want to inflict my existence on anyone anymore. My therapist and I talked on Friday about not wanting to exist as a kid, and how it was what my father really wanted... It's like I have taken that distorted thinking to a deeper level. I really believe it.
My therapist is about to go on vacation, but I have an appointment with her first thing in the morning. She is coming in just to see me. I emailed her this weekend to say I was struggling... I haven't told her how bad today is. I know I need to tell her, but I am convinced she will quit if I do. I keep thinking I need to pull myself together so I can tell her I had a bad day, but I got through it and got to a better place on my own by doing xyz.
I know a million "skills" I could do, but none of them seem to be working. My father was right. I want to stop breathing.
I know, somewhere in me, that well, horrible people should work hard to be better. That's what I am doing. I am failing.
Even as I write this, I am thinking "ugh, don't say this. This is horrible to say. I am such a problem." I can't believe I am worth caring about. I can't.
I typed an email to my therapist to cancel therapy tomorrow. I don't want to go. I am going to be a problem. I am so scared I am going to lose my sh*t and breakdown and cry or worse, get triggered and run out or yell at her or tank the whole session somehow. I am really scared I will sabotage therapy tomorrow. I rather not go than go and ruin all of it.
My last therapist, who was just as amazing if not more so than my current therapist, told me I only made one mistake, one mistake, and that our abrupt ending was not all my fault, she was already triggered and she thought she could handle it if I did what I did, and that many clients do the same thing but somehow, for me, she couldn't so it and I "handled the relationship well the entire time, except for just one mistake" ... I did make one mistake. It ruined everything.
I always made one small mistake at home that would trigger my father into violent days long rages. Days long. He would even keep me home from school as punishment as he raged more. "You need to obey when I tell you how to load the dishwasher."
I'm in tears. I feel so scared, of everything, mostly of myself. I don't know quite what I am scared of. I don't know what to do. I don't trust my decisions at all right now. I know I need to tell my therapist, but I don't know how or what to tell her. Any feedback or thoughts would be much appreciated.