lostforgottensoul
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So my step mom was following me to get her 4pm percoset (I hold them as she's an addict) and as we were walking, she was making this fake burping sound that was super annoying. I asked her to stop. She then said she was joking and said "you dont have any sense of humor". :shifty:
It shouldnt bother me but it didnt just bother me, it made me want to cut. As usual, she stood with the back door open, half in and out making her case. And I said "you know, that's something my therapist is working on with me"; which it is. She just mumbled something to herself and went on outside.
My therapist is trying to get me to see that, per him, I have a good sense of humor and what he calls "upper level intelligence" whatever that is, and then my step mom throws out a dumb, childish insult after a childish thing that was annoying, all stupid shit, and I sit here wanting to cut.
Ok, I get that this is a roller coaster, that all of this crap just piled on me due to my mom dying and I have to just sorta ride it out or something but I dont know how to bring down my reactivety. Like why did I have to say anything to begin with? Why did it bother me that much? That confrontation didnt have to occur.
Ive been going back through DBT but its not holding my attention when reading, I cant seem to be able to distract or self soothe, I cant seem to imagine any safe place (as far as Ive gotten as it frustrates me though I know this is what will help with regulating my emotions again and tolerating distress again, not sure why I cant seem to get through it).
I know DBT takes practice but Ive been going back through it since the day I heard my mom was dying, that's been about a month and a half, maybe a bit more (heard she was dying the day after the shooting so I can get the date), so its been a while and I cant seem to get anything to stick or work or whatever.
I am also on Seriquel XR 200mg which helps 'cool down' my intense emotions. Id be scared to see where Id be without that.
How else has some been able to tune down their reactivey without DBT? Or how can I get DBT to stick?
I just dont know what to do and because of my inabilty to move anywhere, those around me suffer. Makes me rather suicidal lately...
It shouldnt bother me but it didnt just bother me, it made me want to cut. As usual, she stood with the back door open, half in and out making her case. And I said "you know, that's something my therapist is working on with me"; which it is. She just mumbled something to herself and went on outside.
My therapist is trying to get me to see that, per him, I have a good sense of humor and what he calls "upper level intelligence" whatever that is, and then my step mom throws out a dumb, childish insult after a childish thing that was annoying, all stupid shit, and I sit here wanting to cut.
Ok, I get that this is a roller coaster, that all of this crap just piled on me due to my mom dying and I have to just sorta ride it out or something but I dont know how to bring down my reactivety. Like why did I have to say anything to begin with? Why did it bother me that much? That confrontation didnt have to occur.
Ive been going back through DBT but its not holding my attention when reading, I cant seem to be able to distract or self soothe, I cant seem to imagine any safe place (as far as Ive gotten as it frustrates me though I know this is what will help with regulating my emotions again and tolerating distress again, not sure why I cant seem to get through it).
I know DBT takes practice but Ive been going back through it since the day I heard my mom was dying, that's been about a month and a half, maybe a bit more (heard she was dying the day after the shooting so I can get the date), so its been a while and I cant seem to get anything to stick or work or whatever.
I am also on Seriquel XR 200mg which helps 'cool down' my intense emotions. Id be scared to see where Id be without that.
How else has some been able to tune down their reactivey without DBT? Or how can I get DBT to stick?
I just dont know what to do and because of my inabilty to move anywhere, those around me suffer. Makes me rather suicidal lately...