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I have what I call an "emotional ceiling." I can only tolerate so much emotion in my environment--either within myself or from others--before I either begin to fully dissociate (in the extreme) or just feel completely detached and numb. Really, for myself, I don't mind the feelings of detachment. I think I'm sort of thankful for them. If I feel a great deal of concern for someone I care about, it sort of just turns that faucet of worry off. I feel light, free from any feelings at all. But in a practical sense, this ability (symptom?) is not conducive to maintaining strong ties or being reliably supportive toward those who count on me as a confidant.
My best friend can be a highly emotional person, though only in typically short spurts throughout the year, and it's not like she isn't justified in those emotions. Ever since we met, she has weathered what seems like life crisis upon crisis--insecure living arrangements, death, multitudinous demands on her time and energy, addiction and mental health problems with her husband. The list goes on. We were both sexually assaulted on the same night by the same person, and therefore we have gone through the court process together (one I would honestly not be going through if not for her, because I would never have filed a report myself, though I don't resent her desire for justice). So we both had to testify in court a couple of weeks ago, which was an emotional shit show.
In any case, over the past six weeks or so, I've been her main support through a litany of personal upheavals and emotional tempests. I'm actually pretty proud of myself for sticking around and not taking much time to just isolate, which is my usual go-to in times like these. Regardless of doing my very best to be physically present for her, emotionally, I'm beginning to seriously wane, which is no good, because I truly think she has started to become truly Depressed with a capital D, and I do think she is struggling with suicidal ideation this past week, likely because testifying in court has probably been a breaking point for her.
The thing is, I just don't know how to handle someone who reaches persistently out in times like these, and I can feel myself just detaching from it all. When I feel at my very worst, I may talk about it openly and honestly, but I'm not often hyper emotional about it, and I don't think that I look to others for solutions, perhaps because I feel strongly that such feelings are my own responsibility, and I know from past experience that no one can "fix" them for me. And, you know, that's fine, that I feel that way. I think it's okay if I feel she needs to search within herself for her own answers. But the feelings of stoicism, the tendency toward aloofness that I am experiencing--I don't think those are helping me to really be present for her, which is what I would like to be.
I just have no idea how to handle someone who can express so much honest and intense emotion, who reaches for help by being so open and vulnerable. I just want to hide from her, but I don't think that's the right thing to do, and this curtain of numbness I feel coming over me toward her is making me feel a bit disappointed in myself, like she deserves better from me, and there's just nothing inside me, nothing I possess, that I can offer.
I know there must be others here who have a similar "emotional ceiling," whose tolerance for the emotions of others (or themselves) has a limit before total detachment sets in. When those you love are at stake, how do you overcome that instinct? Or manage it so that it simply does not show through? I'd rather people I care about not know how truly cold I feel in times like these.
My best friend can be a highly emotional person, though only in typically short spurts throughout the year, and it's not like she isn't justified in those emotions. Ever since we met, she has weathered what seems like life crisis upon crisis--insecure living arrangements, death, multitudinous demands on her time and energy, addiction and mental health problems with her husband. The list goes on. We were both sexually assaulted on the same night by the same person, and therefore we have gone through the court process together (one I would honestly not be going through if not for her, because I would never have filed a report myself, though I don't resent her desire for justice). So we both had to testify in court a couple of weeks ago, which was an emotional shit show.
In any case, over the past six weeks or so, I've been her main support through a litany of personal upheavals and emotional tempests. I'm actually pretty proud of myself for sticking around and not taking much time to just isolate, which is my usual go-to in times like these. Regardless of doing my very best to be physically present for her, emotionally, I'm beginning to seriously wane, which is no good, because I truly think she has started to become truly Depressed with a capital D, and I do think she is struggling with suicidal ideation this past week, likely because testifying in court has probably been a breaking point for her.
The thing is, I just don't know how to handle someone who reaches persistently out in times like these, and I can feel myself just detaching from it all. When I feel at my very worst, I may talk about it openly and honestly, but I'm not often hyper emotional about it, and I don't think that I look to others for solutions, perhaps because I feel strongly that such feelings are my own responsibility, and I know from past experience that no one can "fix" them for me. And, you know, that's fine, that I feel that way. I think it's okay if I feel she needs to search within herself for her own answers. But the feelings of stoicism, the tendency toward aloofness that I am experiencing--I don't think those are helping me to really be present for her, which is what I would like to be.
I just have no idea how to handle someone who can express so much honest and intense emotion, who reaches for help by being so open and vulnerable. I just want to hide from her, but I don't think that's the right thing to do, and this curtain of numbness I feel coming over me toward her is making me feel a bit disappointed in myself, like she deserves better from me, and there's just nothing inside me, nothing I possess, that I can offer.
I know there must be others here who have a similar "emotional ceiling," whose tolerance for the emotions of others (or themselves) has a limit before total detachment sets in. When those you love are at stake, how do you overcome that instinct? Or manage it so that it simply does not show through? I'd rather people I care about not know how truly cold I feel in times like these.