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f I'm understanding you correctly, you are finding that your therapist is pushing some kind of theory of dissociation at you, and you don't think it fits your symptoms.
But I do think it fits, And yet I don't. That is the issue I'm trying to resolve here.
Sometimes, if I look at it in a calm detached sort of way, I can see the sense of it. As I'm in the UK ICD is used for Diagnosis, and I can see that when ICD11 comes in I could fit into 7B37 Complex dissociative intrusion disorder
"the presence of two or more distinct, nonintegrated or incompletely integrated subsystems of the personality (dissociative identities), each of which exhibits a distinct pattern of experiencing, interpreting, and relating to itself, others, and the world. One identity is dominant, but is persistently and recurrently intruded on by one or more other dissociative identities, although these do not take full control over the person’s consciousness and behaviour. Dissociative intrusions typically involve a combination of cognitive, affective, perceptual, sensory, motor, or behavioural features."
And yet simultaneously I don't believe it is remotely true or even possible.
I think I've used the estuary analogy before. I used to wonder about tidal estuaries - we have several nearby. If a river is flowing outwards, and the sea is flowing inwards, why is there not a raised up wall of water where the two meet? It seems that since salt and fresh water have different densities, they form layers and the fresh water flows on outwards in one layer while the salt water is flowing in as another.
My mind seems to operate the same way - two (or more) contradictory things can be true and leading me in opposite directions at once. That caused great frustration to dreadful T2, who insisted I could only have one answer to her questions, and hence great distress to me as I struggled to explain to her that it wasn't like that inside my head. It always has been like that, so how could I comprehend that she didn't live that way?
I like the use of the word intrusion as an account of what goes on when it gets alarming. You could stretch the estuary analogy to illustrate it. Most of the time I'm flowing peacefully along in one of the layers, but periodically something happens that stirs the waters. It might just be the paddle of a duck foot, a tiny ripple of something else, that arrives in my mind as a "made" thought - " You have no right to exist". But sometimes it has the violent strength of a massive propeller, and I'm running in terror and panic from a therapy appointment, unable to perform basic functions like putting a sheet of paper in my bag.
At the moment it feels as though our local Fen rivers are carrying their load of silty water out to sea, but someone has put a depth charge in the estuary and everything is a churning tumult of obscured, muddy waves, rushing simultaneously in every direction. I can't see or breathe or navigate. Fragments of true - unreal - salt - real - fresh - false are carrying me and rushing by me.
So every time I accept it, I simultaneously reject it. Every time I take a step, as in finding I'd named an aspect of myself(Link Removed) I immediately hold the opposite view, that it can't be true, that it is all a construct in the mind of T's 1, 3, 5 and I'm being compliant.
The conflict currently has me frozen, unwashed on the sofa for the fifth day, alternately binging and starving.
Is that any clearer? Or just too long?
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