EverOnly358
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Hi,
I tried posting once before, and it didn't work out that well... but, well, I'm gonna try again. Please, please, please forgive me if I'm putting this in the wrong place or if this has already been discussed. I'm still new and figuring this forum out. That said...
I love to read articles by Terri Cheney on Psychology Today. And there's one in particular I keep thinking of today, as I'm sitting here at home covered in about a hundred mosquito bites (mosquitoes seem to love me, they think I'm sweet, so, hey, at least someone loves me). I mean, this article definitely applies more broadly as well...
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I'm not sure if the link will work... if not, go to PsychologyToday website and search for "Petting the Pain Terri Cheney". The search should return the top result of "Petting the Pain".
Anyways... it really got to me to... the statement. "Pain is inevitable. Suffering is not." To me, pain and suffering seem much the same. So I never really thought about anything like this. So I guess, just food for thought and discussion.
So, I'm here, right now, trying to ignoring the screaming itch of mosquito bites, trying to get grounded again in my mind (literally like laying in the grass staring at the big, big sky grounded), trying to remind myself, that it's all good, that they're just pretty average mosquito bites, not like some I've gotten in the past that blow up to ten times the size of an average mosquito bite. I'm trying to remind myself there will be a day when I no longer have mosquito bites, and all this will be a vague memory, one that doesn't cause me any pain. And I keep reminding myself that, no, I'm not in Texas, I'm not a little girl (one of my traumas occurred in Texas when I was 12) covered in mosquito bites, I'm a grown up, and I live in a safe place, and hey, I'm the one that thought it would be a good idea to take a walk, outside, near a big pond, in black pants, in 90+ degree weather at sundown last night (can you say hello crazy person? LOL!), and stay out for like two hours.
My conclusions, FWIW, are that there's a balance, and as people with PTSD, we're all out of balance, so this isn't easy. You have to pet the pain for awhile... because it allows you to know the pain and get used to the pain, but at some point, you have to stop, or then you're just using the pain as an excuse or to pummel yourself with, or to hurt others with. You can't pet the pain forever. And that's what pretty much eludes me. Where is that middle ground between acknowledging the trauma, getting to know it in order to resolve it, and just plain stupidly wallowing in it, for whatever reason.
So, here I am, about to post this thread, but having trouble getting to the button, because man, all these mosquito bites on my leg are driving me nuts, and maybe I'll scratch them just one more time, and then I'll be good.
D
I tried posting once before, and it didn't work out that well... but, well, I'm gonna try again. Please, please, please forgive me if I'm putting this in the wrong place or if this has already been discussed. I'm still new and figuring this forum out. That said...
I love to read articles by Terri Cheney on Psychology Today. And there's one in particular I keep thinking of today, as I'm sitting here at home covered in about a hundred mosquito bites (mosquitoes seem to love me, they think I'm sweet, so, hey, at least someone loves me). I mean, this article definitely applies more broadly as well...
[Link Removed]
I'm not sure if the link will work... if not, go to PsychologyToday website and search for "Petting the Pain Terri Cheney". The search should return the top result of "Petting the Pain".
Anyways... it really got to me to... the statement. "Pain is inevitable. Suffering is not." To me, pain and suffering seem much the same. So I never really thought about anything like this. So I guess, just food for thought and discussion.
So, I'm here, right now, trying to ignoring the screaming itch of mosquito bites, trying to get grounded again in my mind (literally like laying in the grass staring at the big, big sky grounded), trying to remind myself, that it's all good, that they're just pretty average mosquito bites, not like some I've gotten in the past that blow up to ten times the size of an average mosquito bite. I'm trying to remind myself there will be a day when I no longer have mosquito bites, and all this will be a vague memory, one that doesn't cause me any pain. And I keep reminding myself that, no, I'm not in Texas, I'm not a little girl (one of my traumas occurred in Texas when I was 12) covered in mosquito bites, I'm a grown up, and I live in a safe place, and hey, I'm the one that thought it would be a good idea to take a walk, outside, near a big pond, in black pants, in 90+ degree weather at sundown last night (can you say hello crazy person? LOL!), and stay out for like two hours.
My conclusions, FWIW, are that there's a balance, and as people with PTSD, we're all out of balance, so this isn't easy. You have to pet the pain for awhile... because it allows you to know the pain and get used to the pain, but at some point, you have to stop, or then you're just using the pain as an excuse or to pummel yourself with, or to hurt others with. You can't pet the pain forever. And that's what pretty much eludes me. Where is that middle ground between acknowledging the trauma, getting to know it in order to resolve it, and just plain stupidly wallowing in it, for whatever reason.
So, here I am, about to post this thread, but having trouble getting to the button, because man, all these mosquito bites on my leg are driving me nuts, and maybe I'll scratch them just one more time, and then I'll be good.
D