I've read about dissociation
I've seen people discuss dissociation
I've had to acknowledge the feelings of not being connected, not being real, that reality isn't substantial.. .which I guess is a form of dissociation (?)
I've talked for years about different "moods"... where my responses vary, my typing style is different -- if I'm really upset and lost, I won't use capital letters -- they are physically painful to use... and other moods, I'm pedantic about the use of grammar, punctuation, capitalization -- my writing is concise, precise, clipped. And then.. you know the kind of messy normal that is somewhere in the middle..
I know that who I am and how I behave "morphs" with who I am with.. that I "chameleon" in with those around me... my own form of blending, I think.
BUT, I've never lost time -- well, other than really tough therapy sessions where I know I checked out or had a lot of noise in my head and then maybe I didn't remember the content of the discussion.. but I'm not the kind of person who finds stuff I don't remember buying or meets people who know me but I don't remember knowing them before, etc.
So I've always said I'm a single in nature... that this parts talk doesn't apply to me.
Until starting therapy with a therapist who relies more on emotional content and connection (I had a very intellectual/rational trauma therapist before him, but she recommended me on because she thought he could take me further than she could).. and then as an adjunct, at his recommendation, I've added in twice monthly EMDR sessions.
It's both of them that seem to have opened these doors, and I don't know what they mean or how real they are but suddenly there are distinct presences in my head, entities that are separate from me, and many times the plural pronouns apply, and whereas I always referred to my younger self in the past in the third person she, now "she" can mean any of these entities, too.. and I don't understand them at all, or what's going on.
I need to hear from someone who says yeah, that sounds familiar, you're not going stark raving crazy. Because I feel like I've gone down the rabbit hole.
And if I encounter a part.. who when asked if I had an image.. I did -- a straggly girl hunched over on the ground on hands and knees, head on the floor.. and she's mute, so mute... and somehow I know that when the rest of us fled, she's what stayed and took the blows, took the abuse.... and I can't reach her because she's nothing but a shell, and a mass of pain, and so abandoned..
What do I do with that?
I've seen people discuss dissociation
I've had to acknowledge the feelings of not being connected, not being real, that reality isn't substantial.. .which I guess is a form of dissociation (?)
I've talked for years about different "moods"... where my responses vary, my typing style is different -- if I'm really upset and lost, I won't use capital letters -- they are physically painful to use... and other moods, I'm pedantic about the use of grammar, punctuation, capitalization -- my writing is concise, precise, clipped. And then.. you know the kind of messy normal that is somewhere in the middle..
I know that who I am and how I behave "morphs" with who I am with.. that I "chameleon" in with those around me... my own form of blending, I think.
BUT, I've never lost time -- well, other than really tough therapy sessions where I know I checked out or had a lot of noise in my head and then maybe I didn't remember the content of the discussion.. but I'm not the kind of person who finds stuff I don't remember buying or meets people who know me but I don't remember knowing them before, etc.
So I've always said I'm a single in nature... that this parts talk doesn't apply to me.
Until starting therapy with a therapist who relies more on emotional content and connection (I had a very intellectual/rational trauma therapist before him, but she recommended me on because she thought he could take me further than she could).. and then as an adjunct, at his recommendation, I've added in twice monthly EMDR sessions.
It's both of them that seem to have opened these doors, and I don't know what they mean or how real they are but suddenly there are distinct presences in my head, entities that are separate from me, and many times the plural pronouns apply, and whereas I always referred to my younger self in the past in the third person she, now "she" can mean any of these entities, too.. and I don't understand them at all, or what's going on.
I need to hear from someone who says yeah, that sounds familiar, you're not going stark raving crazy. Because I feel like I've gone down the rabbit hole.
And if I encounter a part.. who when asked if I had an image.. I did -- a straggly girl hunched over on the ground on hands and knees, head on the floor.. and she's mute, so mute... and somehow I know that when the rest of us fled, she's what stayed and took the blows, took the abuse.... and I can't reach her because she's nothing but a shell, and a mass of pain, and so abandoned..
What do I do with that?