Leighlee87
Silver Member
So, the holidays turned out to be somewhat difficult to emotionally navigate. However, I've been struggling ever since to articulate what happened during Christmas dinner. I've always dissociated, but this time it felt very different then how I normally experience it. And to be honest, it really bothered me for some reason. I'm not sure I can articulate the experience correctly, but I will try.
I've been battling anorexia for years, gained a bit of weight, managed to maintain it, but Christmas was a bit of a struggle. The Christmas Eve party with my family went great and I ate just like everyone else. The meal with my husband's family on Christmas day, was completely different. I watched myself act on eating behaviors that I haven't done since I was in high school over 10 years ago, and saw myself doing things I've never done before.
I've always felt dissociation one of 3 ways
#1) Walking through a thick fog. I go through the motions, but it's hard to concentrate or focus on what people are saying. And I struggle to formulate sentences. I know during this that I probably wont remember most details afterwards, so if I'm doing something important, it's kinda a problem.
#2) I feel like I go far away somewhere. It's dark and safe. I get kinda tunnel vision and my sight sorta cuts out. I can hear but it's a bit distant. While I'm there I know nobody can hurt me and physical pain doesn't register. This is where I went when bad things happened when I was a little girl. Now this is where I involuntarily feel myself slipping in therapy and have to try really hard to ground myself before I'm "gone"
#3) I'm standing outside of myself, usually to the right side or from up above, and I'm seeing what is happening to me. Out of body type experience.
This time I was emotionally cut off and distant and didn't want to come back at all, but all of my senses were present. Nobody felt far away, my sight/hearing everything was intact, I didn't feel like everything was fuzzy or that I was walking through a thick fog. I was able to sit with everyone and carry on full conversations. I was just really, really detached emotionally. When I went to serve myself food, I felt like I was in my body, but that I was watching myself do it. I didn't make any attempt to stop it or to think, other than to note that it felt as if it was happening for me instead of me doing it myself. I was too tired and stressed to care. Except, I watched myself do things I wouldn't normally.
My portions are usually very small, but I take more of what I like, less of what I kinda like, and none of what I don't., and no going back for seconds. My food can't touch, and everything is cut into small pieces. Those have been and always were the rules. Rules from when I was younger include a certain number of bites and sips of water between each bite. Those came back into play during this meal.
But then things happened that I've never done before, and I put no thought into how/why, there was no anxiety around anything, it just "was". This time I watched myself take a tiny portion of everything on the table, whether I liked it or not, and everything needed to be the exact same portion size --Carrots and green beans were 4 pieces each, rice, potatoes, etc. where each about the size of a quarter. Everything on my plate was carefully placed so that it was equal distance apart. As I watched myself do all of this, I remember thinking, "Huh, I've never done this before." I sat, ate it following all of "the rules" , but didn't eat nearly half of what is there. And that was that.
Afterwards everything went back to the same, and I haven't felt like I've been inside of my body watching my body (and still maintaining mental clarity as I did so). My eating rules went back to what I normally follow, but my weight has spiraled downwards--which, I'm assuming is still just stress.
But that situation still bothers me, mostly cause it's never happened.
I've been battling anorexia for years, gained a bit of weight, managed to maintain it, but Christmas was a bit of a struggle. The Christmas Eve party with my family went great and I ate just like everyone else. The meal with my husband's family on Christmas day, was completely different. I watched myself act on eating behaviors that I haven't done since I was in high school over 10 years ago, and saw myself doing things I've never done before.
I've always felt dissociation one of 3 ways
#1) Walking through a thick fog. I go through the motions, but it's hard to concentrate or focus on what people are saying. And I struggle to formulate sentences. I know during this that I probably wont remember most details afterwards, so if I'm doing something important, it's kinda a problem.
#2) I feel like I go far away somewhere. It's dark and safe. I get kinda tunnel vision and my sight sorta cuts out. I can hear but it's a bit distant. While I'm there I know nobody can hurt me and physical pain doesn't register. This is where I went when bad things happened when I was a little girl. Now this is where I involuntarily feel myself slipping in therapy and have to try really hard to ground myself before I'm "gone"
#3) I'm standing outside of myself, usually to the right side or from up above, and I'm seeing what is happening to me. Out of body type experience.
This time I was emotionally cut off and distant and didn't want to come back at all, but all of my senses were present. Nobody felt far away, my sight/hearing everything was intact, I didn't feel like everything was fuzzy or that I was walking through a thick fog. I was able to sit with everyone and carry on full conversations. I was just really, really detached emotionally. When I went to serve myself food, I felt like I was in my body, but that I was watching myself do it. I didn't make any attempt to stop it or to think, other than to note that it felt as if it was happening for me instead of me doing it myself. I was too tired and stressed to care. Except, I watched myself do things I wouldn't normally.
My portions are usually very small, but I take more of what I like, less of what I kinda like, and none of what I don't., and no going back for seconds. My food can't touch, and everything is cut into small pieces. Those have been and always were the rules. Rules from when I was younger include a certain number of bites and sips of water between each bite. Those came back into play during this meal.
But then things happened that I've never done before, and I put no thought into how/why, there was no anxiety around anything, it just "was". This time I watched myself take a tiny portion of everything on the table, whether I liked it or not, and everything needed to be the exact same portion size --Carrots and green beans were 4 pieces each, rice, potatoes, etc. where each about the size of a quarter. Everything on my plate was carefully placed so that it was equal distance apart. As I watched myself do all of this, I remember thinking, "Huh, I've never done this before." I sat, ate it following all of "the rules" , but didn't eat nearly half of what is there. And that was that.
Afterwards everything went back to the same, and I haven't felt like I've been inside of my body watching my body (and still maintaining mental clarity as I did so). My eating rules went back to what I normally follow, but my weight has spiraled downwards--which, I'm assuming is still just stress.
But that situation still bothers me, mostly cause it's never happened.