@Justmehere I apologize if this has been said, I can't take in all the content as I should. And my response might me a bit all over the map, but takes in to consideration all the years I've heard you write here, and what I've come across for myself lately. I apologize if TL;DR.
You really are tremendously self-aware, and work tremendously hard on your recovery and management. As you said, saying 'no' is well-developed, saying 'yes' not as much so. (For me, no is not easy, but yes as regards myself is worse). But as
@scout86 said, I believe saying yes- as much as it's about "just say yes!" (I've been advised)- has to come at Your choice. Sometimes I remember and 'just try', sometimes the stars don't align to have the courage or trust.
And I believe trust is something that comes from a million different instances that tip the scale. Even if it wasn't violated by that person, it's incredibly fragile.
And it's not 'a failure' on your part, when trust has been violated, even though it might be other people who did, or other instances.
Idk what she is doing- maybe trying to build your distress tolerance? :(
I do know this though, by analogy: when I was very small, we had to take swimming lessons in school (I hated the thought, and was terribly afraid of water- still am to be in it, though not 'on' it; I did not let anyone know I was terrified there); only myself and one other girl passed, and succeeded from the start (not to learn how, we started at the beginning, and it ended before you could learn). We had water wings, they ensure you float; her and I were bored and fast and we would race each other (great fun) in what we both approximated (no one showed us) as a front crawl. At the end they put me with this very large, very tall, very grumpy woman (not her forte to teach children, I think), who put me in a metal triangle attached to a chain and a pole in the deep end. She angrily and loudly shouted at me while she walked (in my mind it sounded that way, but it was a large pool and loud, though she was not in a good mood that day, I don't think) of what I was 'supposed' to do; I couldn't make out whatsoever what she wanted- if she would have only told me? I could not hear her words. No one said a word to me. I was so compliant a kid- so I did the 'front crawl', which made her very mad. :( :confused: I always wondered- did she want a 'dog paddle'? (That never seemed useful and I always had small lung capacity.) The point is, 43 years later I
still don't have a clue what she wanted. :(
So I think it's incredibly unhelpful, her communication. At least say, trust me, trust 'us', to get through this process.
Like last night, I know I dreamt of something with a jigsaw puzzle, trying but also not being able to solve it. And it occurred to me this morning, it feels like the pieces come from more than one puzzle. I accidentally saw a video on 'you need to know the picture', to do the puzzle (helpful idea). I agree.
Personally (which is all I can witness to or speak from, my own experience or perspective), I had had a horrible and tumultuous week, that was very discouraging. I have felt better with kindness, support. I have felt better just 'not thinking', having it 'leave me' (not really my choice, perhaps a bi-product of other's kindness, not beating myself up as much?) and feeling better or 'less-bad' with the absence.
I did, also however go to bed/ wake up today sad at how, in the so-called 'being true to yourself' stuff you always hear, my own life transpired the opposite: I wanted to work with poor children in a very warm area; now with with old mostly affluent people in a cold climate; I wanted to use my brain, not to accomplish 'marvels' but at least be challenged and be able to provide $ for many (also I had several severe injuries by 18 already), including loved ones; I work in a primarily physical capacity with a very rapidly uncooperative and decaying body, doing everything I can to make ends meet, with little to give nor much in the way of 'loved ones'; though I was fearful of having children I placed the highest emphasis of all on family, including FOO, I would have loved to be married to one and one person only for decades, if they/ I didn't die; FOO died all early or we are estranged, tense or less than perfunctory communication at best at most times, I am single and almost the age I more than ever expected to even still be alive for. As a child and young my greatest love was travel; I would have wanted to see much of the world; now, it's an effort to leave the house, engage, stay alive. Get groceries. Eat.
But I did see this accidentally this morning, and I think it speaks not only to depression or trauma, but differences and the chasm that can feel like it exists leading a double-life, one often very common with ptsd as well. And Extremely common, I would think, when living post a life of neglect, as you mentioned
@Justmehere :
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(Click on Kevin Breel: Confessions of a Depressed Comic, 11 minutes)
(ETA And yes, his emotion and saying 'we are people' does bother me at the end- not because of the emotion- I welcome it in others; not because I don't view him as a person either, of course. But rather the insistence on 'we are people'- something I don't feel so strongly about myself, nor would with my history, nor do with neglect, and as such evokes a lot of shame and discomfort in me, even the sort of cringe-worthy Stuart Smalley/ SNL skits, I'm very ashamed to admit :( . A defense mechanism as regards if thinking of regarding it in terms of myself (only) )
I also had tears pop-up 4 or 5 times (as did panic also, and great depression; and hope?, and crushed hope, and fear, and exhaustion, and exhaustion of being unable to manage further my 'double life' of barely hanging on), but twice the tears were not painful and I have no idea what thought caused them. I did learn yesterday though, emotions are not feelings: the emotion is quick, instant, quick judgement call as to (un)safety often. Sometimes we don't even know why we're feeling what we are (that emotion, -so they said). The feelings (conversely) are the thoughts that follow. And that if we've had plenty of negative ones early, we will have developed a negative thinking style. I would add, internalized a lot of thoughts about things/ ourself, IMHO.
And I'm not saying it's depression, if anything with ptsd we can get a full plate of fear, depression, anxiety, hypervigilance, exhaustion, confusion, mistrust; but really we (at least I) can feel I've tried to order self-understanding, hope, progress, victory over this (and as Breel said ,
over myself ) from the menu. :( :confused:
So here you are, loaded with emotion, and trying very hard, and very self-aware and competent in your understanding, and IMHO brave, but not connecting or communicating (or being communicated 'with') in a way that makes much rational sense to you (and emotions need a rational over-seer to get back on online, though we can also avoid them by intellectualizing too much). That yes, does require both parties' dialogue, but I don't see this as any failure on your part. I see (or 'hear') you rather doing everything in your power to try to work backwards to a solution, self-regulate, self-understand, assume responsibility for your part. And that latter is also very critical. But some of these questions just can't be answered by you. So maybe part (not all) of the next step is patience and giving yourself a break.
I personally want to solve my stuff yesterday. But the only way I can even stand myself or life is to get a break 'now'. And the real truth is, some puzzles may never be clear to me. So it's equally important (for survival, but also quality of life- even if it's a life I could never have envisioned), to, Idk, make a new puzzle of your choosing. Or, better still, paint a picture this moment (metaphorically speaking), of what 'is' you, 'is' where you're at, 'is' who and how you are. And it is 'ok. You are very much 'ok'. :hug:
Hugs to you. :hug: