Springer80
Diamond Member
Another step.
I felt two versions of me....one was my body, my flesh and bones, the other was my actions always propelled by my ptsd, that drag me around, exhausting my body and distressing my real emotions with bewildering behavior.
I feel the chain that connects the two. My brain stretched out along it trying to retrieve and synchronise the them. Trying attempting to cover two goals, never being able to properly defend one or the other.My heart in the middle drowning in the fight.
Well somehow, this constant strain has gone.
I have/had a depersonalization disorder.
This feels strange. I'm in my body. I don't know what to do. It feels as alien as what was before but less physical straining. I don't know how to use it?
I felt two versions of me....one was my body, my flesh and bones, the other was my actions always propelled by my ptsd, that drag me around, exhausting my body and distressing my real emotions with bewildering behavior.
I feel the chain that connects the two. My brain stretched out along it trying to retrieve and synchronise the them. Trying attempting to cover two goals, never being able to properly defend one or the other.My heart in the middle drowning in the fight.
Well somehow, this constant strain has gone.
I have/had a depersonalization disorder.
This feels strange. I'm in my body. I don't know what to do. It feels as alien as what was before but less physical straining. I don't know how to use it?