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NovemberStar
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@digger as I said - if I was halfway through a birth I wouldn't be in the right state to stop and go straight to therapy and then back to providing care to my client. It's hard enough when I'm called for something that can wait, just as I'm going to see my T. Classic example a couple weeks back (seeing my pdoc) when my pager went and I had to deal with an emergency right as I was trying to drive to my app. I had to phone several colleagues to find a solution as my client needed to be seen straight away. Thankfully one colleague happened to already be at the hospital and was free to help! But the entire app I was not able to focus on talking to my dr and was all over the place. My colleague is ok with covering me while I have my session but she would not agree to cover me if I called her 3am on the app day to go in and provide care for one of my clients - my app with my T is first thing in the morning. As chances have it it is now 8am and I will be heading off to see my T soon. If I was called out by a client of mine right now then I would ask my colleague to cover HOWEVER - that depends if she was available - she might be already at a birth or she might have been up all night and desperate to sleep. I cannot cover every possibility in this situation. But today, so far so good! (And 99% of the time, if I'm called, even when struggling with flashbacks / suicidal mood, I am able to somehow "'snap out of it" and go straight into work mode - it's been a real help!).
@bell - yes, I go through periods of major distractions - I will get obsessed with a new thing and it will distract me for a while. Snowboarding is a huge one for me - it helps me most of the winter but sadly it's a short season of 4 months and as the weather gets warmer it stops being effective. I love love love LOVE snowboarding - but the last 2 times I made myself go I was actively suicidal while up at the mountain and would go up the lift wanting to die and cry'; have a brief vague relief woe boarding down the mountain, then right back to feeling hopeless and full of despair. Cos of work I only get up there every second weekend and there is just 2 weeks left of the season. My heart has gone out of it now, but I still force myself to go anyway. I do already volunteer at the local pet shelter. Due to work commitments I've had to reduce from once a week to once a fortnight. I also tried scrapbooking / making cards / painting / writing / drawing which have been helpful at various times but my interest wanes very very quickly. I can be absolutely passionate and obsessed about a new 'hobby' one week, and zero interest the next.
Tomorrow I will go snowboarding (if it's open as bad weather is forecast). Even if my mood is very low. I'm proud of the progress I've made in just 2 full seasons - I've gone from beginner to advanced intermediate and can do the expert trails - albeit it a bit slowly! Proudest achievement is I'm on the ''big' jumps in the terrain parks now; and get a little ''air' :D
(Wow I even managed a smile and a bit of passion when typing that!)
@greenleaf - I believe it too (only when yr mind is ready) but I'm desperate enough I'd risk it if it were possible. Not that my T or pdoc would probably support it anyway but given it's not even a remote possibility there's little point thinking about it. You're right on it too - if I could believe I was able to cope and tolerate the feelings / remembering, I would be able to process things. I think where I get stuck is - that I was so unable to cope at the time of the trauma, is a key part of what was so traumatising. The flashbacks are of the aftermath - the aftermath itself was traumatising because I realised for the first time, there really truly was NO ONE to turn to and no one to help and I was absolutely left alone to deal with it and I had no coping abilities whatsoever - other thanh to shut myself in the bedroom cupboard (that my mother shut me in as a punishment ) and to close my eyes and wish myself dead. I also dissociated. My flashbacks have revealed I was in my bedroom for a while, the key feeling being horrified at what had happened, and believing death to be the only tolerable way out of it all. I have no idea what I did or how I felt after I left that bedroom. I do know I dissociated badly as a child. So I probably did that. I have a memory of being so full of anxiety and dissociating it felt like I was going to pass out. I couldn't stand up or walk properly, and although my mother was near me, I staggered away from her and fell onto the floor. And was aware she had no idea how to help me or what to do - which reinforced the severe anxiety and panic.
I know a key issue is coming to believe I can 'cope' but at the time I really did not 'cope' and I know if I had known HOW to die that day, I would not be here. I'm afraid of remembering and being in a flashback long enough that I do kill myself - I get a lot of suicidal ideation that is quite convincing at times that the 'answer' IS to take my life as a way of 'finishing"' the unresolved trauma. I'll have flashbacks and get dissociated and start believing if I kill myself now, time stops at the time of the trauma. Kinda like being able to go back in time and do it differently. The flashbacks really do feel like gong back in time because it is so damn real that it is happening right NOW.
@bell - yes, I go through periods of major distractions - I will get obsessed with a new thing and it will distract me for a while. Snowboarding is a huge one for me - it helps me most of the winter but sadly it's a short season of 4 months and as the weather gets warmer it stops being effective. I love love love LOVE snowboarding - but the last 2 times I made myself go I was actively suicidal while up at the mountain and would go up the lift wanting to die and cry'; have a brief vague relief woe boarding down the mountain, then right back to feeling hopeless and full of despair. Cos of work I only get up there every second weekend and there is just 2 weeks left of the season. My heart has gone out of it now, but I still force myself to go anyway. I do already volunteer at the local pet shelter. Due to work commitments I've had to reduce from once a week to once a fortnight. I also tried scrapbooking / making cards / painting / writing / drawing which have been helpful at various times but my interest wanes very very quickly. I can be absolutely passionate and obsessed about a new 'hobby' one week, and zero interest the next.
Tomorrow I will go snowboarding (if it's open as bad weather is forecast). Even if my mood is very low. I'm proud of the progress I've made in just 2 full seasons - I've gone from beginner to advanced intermediate and can do the expert trails - albeit it a bit slowly! Proudest achievement is I'm on the ''big' jumps in the terrain parks now; and get a little ''air' :D
(Wow I even managed a smile and a bit of passion when typing that!)
@greenleaf - I believe it too (only when yr mind is ready) but I'm desperate enough I'd risk it if it were possible. Not that my T or pdoc would probably support it anyway but given it's not even a remote possibility there's little point thinking about it. You're right on it too - if I could believe I was able to cope and tolerate the feelings / remembering, I would be able to process things. I think where I get stuck is - that I was so unable to cope at the time of the trauma, is a key part of what was so traumatising. The flashbacks are of the aftermath - the aftermath itself was traumatising because I realised for the first time, there really truly was NO ONE to turn to and no one to help and I was absolutely left alone to deal with it and I had no coping abilities whatsoever - other thanh to shut myself in the bedroom cupboard (that my mother shut me in as a punishment ) and to close my eyes and wish myself dead. I also dissociated. My flashbacks have revealed I was in my bedroom for a while, the key feeling being horrified at what had happened, and believing death to be the only tolerable way out of it all. I have no idea what I did or how I felt after I left that bedroom. I do know I dissociated badly as a child. So I probably did that. I have a memory of being so full of anxiety and dissociating it felt like I was going to pass out. I couldn't stand up or walk properly, and although my mother was near me, I staggered away from her and fell onto the floor. And was aware she had no idea how to help me or what to do - which reinforced the severe anxiety and panic.
I know a key issue is coming to believe I can 'cope' but at the time I really did not 'cope' and I know if I had known HOW to die that day, I would not be here. I'm afraid of remembering and being in a flashback long enough that I do kill myself - I get a lot of suicidal ideation that is quite convincing at times that the 'answer' IS to take my life as a way of 'finishing"' the unresolved trauma. I'll have flashbacks and get dissociated and start believing if I kill myself now, time stops at the time of the trauma. Kinda like being able to go back in time and do it differently. The flashbacks really do feel like gong back in time because it is so damn real that it is happening right NOW.