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Healing From Torture

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One of the ways I handled torture was to dissociate. I have been doing that since I was a tiny child. The bad thing about that, is now, 65 years later, I find that I am still coming to terms with what happened back then. Even 40 years after the last major torture event, the fear is still with me because I didn't face it back then. Now, little things bring back the same fear I had back then.

I hope you all can talk to your therapists about what happened, so you can process it and find a new way to cope and deal with what happened to you.
 
I am struggling. After talking about something in therapy last week, I felt fine for that evening. I'd been present and in my body the whole time, and I stayed that way the rest of the evening, and I woke up the next morning and... I was gone. I've done all the right things, all my coping and grounding strategies, all day every day... but I haven't been present for days. When I went to the gym and felt nothing, felt I wasn't so much there as watching myself there, that worried me a lot. The gym is my ultimate grounding tool.

Bless your heart. I can so feel for what you are saying. Since coming here, I have been processing all that happened to me, and doing it a little bit at a time helps. But it's the aftermath that brings back the dissociation, isn't it? I know it is for me.

I recently had to teach one of my little a grounding tool because she didn't know how to do what I do. I never knew that before. Since I have learned, over the years, so may different ways to ground, I forgot that little one who was tortured by our step-mother. I forgot that she had accepted what was done as normal.

I am so glad you said to not speak details. She had not tools, since she could not count, nor know the names of colors. But by looking at a color, and one of the other alters saying the name of that color, and another alter counting each item (even though they had to use their toes and fingers to do so) the entire system (mind, body,spirit) we're able to leave the past and come back to the present where we are safe.

For those who have never dissociated before, it is hard to understand what I'm talking about. When I was two years old, my body was tortured. When I was 8 my body was tortured. When I was growing up I had a lot of different types of trauma. When I was 24 I was tortured. Then more trauma happened. My mind goes back to the times of physical torture when my body is scared. As an adult, I learned ways to cope and deal with life so I wasn't afraid. But that little two year old, never had the benefit of learning. That little part of me just endured.

Hashi, I do hope that you can look at one color in your immediate vicinity. Then name it, count it, and find the next thing of that same color, and repeat this until you can feel your body again. Until you can be back totally in your body and feel safe.

I'm sorry to ramble so much. I'm sorry you are not doing well this week. I hope that will end for you soon. Safe hugs to you, and butterfly kisses on your cheek from all my little. You deserve kindness in your life.
 
Even 40 years after the last major torture event, the fear is still with me because I didn't face it back then.

This is how I feel - fear, fear, fear, because it's still unprocessed from the time when it happened. To me that means I haven't survived it, yet. I'm surviving it and processing it now.

Listening to music helps some, but for me, creating it has an entire, deeper meaning. I hope that makes sense.

I think experiencing beauty and creativity is deeply soothing and healing, and I think they connect us to a kind of power of goodness and alignment that can stand up to the evil. If that makes any sense. (It's so hard to express all this.) When I'm creating something myself, it's very powerful. Even one of my funny little collages. If feels like I'm connecting to something much deeper.
 
he idea of making the journey to therapy felt incredibly difficult, barely possible. I need to do a lot more than that, but can't see how.
Gosh I know those feelings Hashi and am so sorry. And sorry that you find yourself processing what you are processing. These things should never happen.

I have found feet stamping helpful at times but difficult to do when I am that removed. Its a bit like I am trying to control everything via a remote control and one I don't know how to use and isn't working well.

Strangely sometimes when like that I find physical comfort and the sense of being aware where my body ends can be helpful. Like my soft blanket.

I don't know if an affirmation aimed at your body would be too much at present. Maybe yes.

Sending you support in the form you most would like to receive it. Know that your words are heard and that that means you are not a ghost.
 
I'm trying, very carefully, to think a little more about this topic as I revisit this thread... and as always, even the language of describing torture processing is even more foreign and scary to me than the language of trauma processing in general.

One thing I am acutely aware of now when it comes to the torture processing is how fragmented the parts of my memory are. I know that my body stores many, often very vivid, snapshots of torture memory, and also that my mind holds many snapshots of autobiographical memory of similar events. Sensory memories are also stored, sometimes accessible, as are emotional memories... though much less so. I know this fragmentation of memory is normal, yet somehow particularly pronounced for the torture memories, and particularly walled away by a terror that, as you said Hashi, is as-yet-unexperienced fear, and so is as-yet-unprocessed fear from the torture.

I am doing EMDR with my therapist, and I know this is the path into unlocking and experiencing that fear, and to finding and, maybe some day, reintegrating the fragments. But I'm not sure I'm resilient enough... the damage and terror associated with processing through even the superficial aspects (if such a word can be used in relation to torture) has destabilised me significantly.

Thankfully I have a great and experienced therapist - the best I could hope for - but I'm not sure it's enough.

Interestingly, he has me move my feet a lot too, and also clench my fists and tense and flex my muscles as a grounding and anchoring behaviour during EMDR and also as part of the imagery he is trying to introduce about "growing me up" in the images and making me bigger and stronger. It's very hard - again almost impossible - something in the force and assertiveness of those actions cowers me in terror and makes me want to collapse into his lap instead of feeling bigger and stronger.

I am terrified of my unprocessed torture terror, utterly terrified. And I too feel as though for this reason, I haven't lived through it or survived it yet either. No, that part of the journey is ahead of me...

I'm glad you reignited this thread Hashi, but sorry for the reasons why. Glad we can share some camaraderie on this again though...

Maddog
 
Thank you, Maddog. I appreciate your understanding, and other people's, so much.

I relate very much to what you wrote.
even the language of describing torture processing is even more foreign and scary to me than the language of trauma processing in general.

I find this too. In therapy, I struggle to find words for this much more than with other things. Partly because it's trying to describe the indescribable. But also because I have to take myself through it so very, very carefully.

I know this fragmentation of memory is normal, yet somehow particularly pronounced for the torture memories, and particularly walled away by a terror that, as you said Hashi, is as-yet-unexperienced fear, and so is as-yet-unprocessed fear from the torture...
I am terrified of my unprocessed torture terror, utterly terrified.
I am too.

There's something which I'm experiencing which I've been thinking about a lot. I've always been aware that, unless I'm very careful with grounding, safety and psychic protection, I could easily be overcome by the fear and... well, go insane, basically. Recently I've been feeling that there's a sort of version of me that has felt that fear and has gone insane, that has started screaming and it won't ever be able to stop. I feels like this version of myself is right next to me all the time.

At first, I saw it as a risk, that I was in danger of "stepping across" and becoming that person. Now, I'm starting to feel that it's a parallel process to my more conscious one. As if some part of me does need to allow the insanity, and my subconscious is doing it in this way.

I have to believe that I can process the fear without fully feeling it, at least consciously. That a certain amount of processing is enough, and that amount of processing does not need to be anything like equal to the literal level or amount of the fear.

I'm not sure I'm resilient enough... the damage and terror associated with processing through even the superficial aspects (if such a word can be used in relation to torture) has destabilised me significantly...Thankfully I have a great and experienced therapist - the best I could hope for - but I'm not sure it's enough.

I feel the same. I often wonder if it's even possible to find this balance between processing and staying stable enough. If I go forward the right amount I become more resilient, if I misjudge it by a fraction I might break.

as part of the imagery he is trying to introduce about "growing me up" in the images and making me bigger and stronger. It's very hard - again almost impossible - something in the force and assertiveness of those actions cowers me in terror and makes me want to collapse into his lap instead of feeling bigger and stronger.

I think it's hard for me to bring a more powerful self to the situation because at the time it would have been so dangerous to be powerful. Force and assertiveness would have brought results that I can't even think about. It's very hard to override that even from this distance.

The only safe thing at the time was dissociation, which was too risky most of the time, or transcendence of some kind. My therapist validates that, but for obvious reasons is trying to get me to respond differently now, from a point of strength and safety. I know that stamping my feet was to ground me, but it also felt like leaving the "safety" of not being fully present and real.


Going back to processing, my therapist has offered, if I want to do it, breath and sound therapy as a way of releasing long-held emotions. (She's a transpersonal psychotherapist, and this is part of what they do - she's qualified, experienced and knows what she's doing.) I don't know whether to do it. I'm worried that, in real life, I would start screaming and never stop. I don't know if I would actually scream, but whatever noise I made, it would just be in the usual building where you can hear people talking in the corridors outside the therapy room. Everyone would hear me. She says it doesn't matter, because it's a centre for transpersonal therapy and everyone is used to it. I'm not sure the other clients are used to it, though.

Despite all my concerns, I can feel how much my body wants to do it. My mind is putting up a lot of arguments against it, but my body is longing to do it as something that would be healing. Maybe a smaller, symbolic release of breath could connect to the bigger, subconscious processing and bring me a release in that way. I feel I should trust my body, with such a positive feeling towards something, over my mind... but it's hard to trust that.
 
Going back to processing, my therapist has offered, if I want to do it, breath and sound therapy as a way of releasing long-held emotions.
I can not even imagine how this would feel. I have only ever scream twice in my life.

When things were done to me, I never screamed, I went inside. Is that what they bring out, Hashi? I am a coward.
 
safenow, please be careful not to put details in, won't you? I'm going to ask if mods can remove the specific thing you said above. It's saying too much.

It isn't necessarily screaming at all. I'm just worried I might. As I understand it, it's a physical release using breath and any sound that wants to come up - it could be sound on a healing vibration, like a hum. My craniosacral therapist used to use sound therapy with me, but he made the sounds, not me and they were all healing ones.
 
Oh thank you! I wasn't thinking that you could still do that, being a premium member. I really appreciate it.
 
I think it's something specific to torture, and not to violence, rape, threat to life, or anything else. It's to do with the way that torture made myself, my own body, my enemy. To the point where I had more sympathy with my attackers than with myself. All I wanted was to be away from my body, to no longer be connected to it because I saw it as the source of everything that was unendurable.

I am responding to this old thread because I went searching for one like it and was so glad to find this. I understand every word you are saying, Hashi.

Something I struggle with that I don't think anyone else got into much is simply that I wanted to die, so badly, in order for it to be over. And so, now that I am in therapy for the torture - that thought/desire, wanting to die, is constant. I have to remind myself constantly that it is a very old thought, not a current thought.

As my therapist and I practically plod through the events, being as the intrusive memories are strong and flashbacks occur easily, I too keep expecting him to quit out of disgust. He reminds me that the reason he does what he does is to help people like me. A surgeon couldn't do her job if she was terrified of blood; a trauma worker can't do their job if they are disgusted by the horrors of human existence and inhuman action.

I still discover every day how I constructed intricate ways of avoiding triggers without consciously knowing it. I used to think this was bizarre. Now, I've come to appreciate it as a kind of survival instinct.

I think when you live through torture you do develop extra respect for both the darkness and the light - you just have to remember that you can still see both.
 
I think when you live through torture you do develop extra respect for both the darkness and the light - you just have to remember that you can still see both.

Yes.

Something I struggle with that I don't think anyone else got into much is simply that I wanted to die, so badly, in order for it to be over. And so, now that I am in therapy for the torture - that thought/desire, wanting to die, is constant. I have to remind myself constantly that it is a very old thought, not a current thought.

I really feel for you, reading this. My reaction/situation was a little different, but I definitely relate to trying to separate the old thoughts from current ones. I'm so sorry, joeylittle. It sounds like you're doing well to keep your perspective.

You seem to have a very good therapist.

I wrote in this thread about feeling that for me beauty - the sublime - was a kind of antidote to torture. With other traumas that I've experienced, I've focussed much more on things like power, self-esteem, compassion and validation. I feel that torture belongs to such a different realm that something from a different realm has also been needed. In my case that's been particularly art. Art is a higher power to me. I know it will be different for different people.

It's strange to see this thread again and remember the horrible feelings I wrote about. As I read through it I was thinking how glad I am that what I was going through is now gone through. And then I read:

I so desperately want to be on the other side of doing the work, and not on this side.

It's eighteen months since I wrote that and I'm in a different place now. I've done a lot more work with the help of a therapist who, amazingly, didn't quit. The fear, fear, fear that was with me for so long, has gone. The horror that I had to deal with so carefully, has gone. The feeling of being a ghost, that I've already died, that I'm not human, that I'm not really here, has gone.

I'm still trying to adjust to life, and still working on meaning. My struggle now is not what happened to me, but what to make of being someone that it happened to.

Please have hope. I know how hard the process of getting there is, but there really is an other side.
 
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