Like many people, my first reaction on finding this forum was delight that there were other people out there experiencing the same things as me and often articulating them far more clearly than I could. It was a huge relief to feel I wasn't alone.
I'm currently in a pretty bad state, and have been put under the care of the Crisis Team, which means I get visits and phone calls from a couple of people each day, They asked me yesterday about levels of desire for self harm and suicide. I replied "Self-harm, that's trivial. I just make holes in my leg and then keep picking at them so they continue to bleed. It's negligible really"
Afterwards, I thought that if three years ago a friend or colleague had told me they did that, I'd have been aghast. I knew self harm existed, and used to work in a hospital that served a major women's prison. There I saw some pretty spectacular ways to self-injure. But it was outside the norm for day-to-day life. Now, I'm saying that it is so normal as not to be worth mentioning.
So how do you strike the balance in your mind between the comfort of knowing that we are with people who really do get it, and the risk of becoming so comfortable that we stop recognising the need to move on to recovery?
I'm currently in a pretty bad state, and have been put under the care of the Crisis Team, which means I get visits and phone calls from a couple of people each day, They asked me yesterday about levels of desire for self harm and suicide. I replied "Self-harm, that's trivial. I just make holes in my leg and then keep picking at them so they continue to bleed. It's negligible really"
Afterwards, I thought that if three years ago a friend or colleague had told me they did that, I'd have been aghast. I knew self harm existed, and used to work in a hospital that served a major women's prison. There I saw some pretty spectacular ways to self-injure. But it was outside the norm for day-to-day life. Now, I'm saying that it is so normal as not to be worth mentioning.
So how do you strike the balance in your mind between the comfort of knowing that we are with people who really do get it, and the risk of becoming so comfortable that we stop recognising the need to move on to recovery?