How to share memories that do surface?

[Compass307]

How do we share memories that surface due to communication from different parts of ourselves? I’ve been flooded recently by these images, feelings and almost story-like memories of abuse that on some level I know happened… on another level, it doesn’t feel like me. I don’t know how to bring it up. I don’t know what language to use because the things are horrible. I don’t know how to start when part of me wants to scream about it and another part of me is saying “shut up”. And the noise in my head is too much!

 

[somerandomguy]

Who do you want to share these memories with?

 

[Compass307]

Who do you want to share these memories with?

In therapy! Not sure how to edit my original post to clarify.

 

[arfie]

you have already started, compass. talking about the blockages just might be the most important part of the process in my own case. the memories, themselves, don't feel like much of a loss in my own case. i'd still lose them, if i could. the problems in my own case arise from the blockages and the destructive habits/side effects of trying to lose them.

i figure that a goodly portion of my mental illness was forged in the process of trying to forget. of course they don't feel like mine. i took decades of heroic efforts to disown them. i still would disown them, if such were possible.

there's no need to edit your original post. just keep going.
listening. . .

 

[Compass307]

you have already started, compass. talking about the blockages just might be the most important part of the process in my own case. the memories, themselves, don't feel like much of a loss in my own case. i'd still lose them, if i could. the problems in my own case arise from the blockages and the destructive habits/side effects of trying to lose them.

i figure that a goodly portion of my mental illness was forged in the process of trying to forget. of course they don't feel like mine. i took decades of heroic efforts to disown them. i still would disown them, if such were possible.

there's no need to edit your original post. just keep going.
listening. . .

Thank you, Arfie. Your response is deeply moving and very much appreciated.

 

[Friday]

I don’t know how to start when part of me wants to scream about it and another part of me is saying “shut up”.

PTSD, in a nutshell.