I have been looking around to see if anyone has experienced something like this. I might just not be thinking of the right search terms to use. I am thinking that this might be an example of dissociating, but I'm not really sure.
There is a woman that I don't see. It isn't that I don't know that there is someone there. Have you ever had a teacher in elementary school say something about their class hearing them but not listening? It's kind of like that. It is like subconsciously I do whatever I can to not really see her and look closely enough to know who she is.
I met her once away from any traumatic events. I saw her once during a traumatic event. I didn't see her again until after I was no longer in that situation. Now, I see her about one or two times a year at the place that she works.
When she speaks to me, I react like I would to a stranger. Without thinking about it, I don't really look at her face. We have had conversations, but I acted as though she was an overly friendly waitress. In hindsight, she tried to initiate conversations but does not push when I respond by wanting a glass of water or directions. Sometimes I do feel anxious, but the feeling isn't so strong that I feel like I need to think about it in the moment.
I do not realize it is her until I have left the building. This might be as much as an hour after I spoke to her. My reaction is to be afraid that she will tell people that I do not want knowing things about me that she saw me. Even in that moment, I couldn't tell you what her face actually looks like. It takes me a few minutes to remember her name despite knowing it.
There is a woman that I don't see. It isn't that I don't know that there is someone there. Have you ever had a teacher in elementary school say something about their class hearing them but not listening? It's kind of like that. It is like subconsciously I do whatever I can to not really see her and look closely enough to know who she is.
I met her once away from any traumatic events. I saw her once during a traumatic event. I didn't see her again until after I was no longer in that situation. Now, I see her about one or two times a year at the place that she works.
When she speaks to me, I react like I would to a stranger. Without thinking about it, I don't really look at her face. We have had conversations, but I acted as though she was an overly friendly waitress. In hindsight, she tried to initiate conversations but does not push when I respond by wanting a glass of water or directions. Sometimes I do feel anxious, but the feeling isn't so strong that I feel like I need to think about it in the moment.
I do not realize it is her until I have left the building. This might be as much as an hour after I spoke to her. My reaction is to be afraid that she will tell people that I do not want knowing things about me that she saw me. Even in that moment, I couldn't tell you what her face actually looks like. It takes me a few minutes to remember her name despite knowing it.