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Remembering Memories

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maddog

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I feel a little silly asking this question, and I'm not sure why, and I hope it will make sense to the rest of you.

The thing is that I have always had very vivid, very clear and, I thought, very complete memories of my childhood trauma. I remember key events in great detail and have never had much difficulty in recalling these to conscious mind.

The nightmares and flashbacks always used to make sense, ie, they would be in relation to events that I could recall and were consistent with what I could recall of those events.

Sometimes there would also be random nonsense nightmares of fear and violence and suffering, but these were never the same twice and always felt to me just like emotional trauma shrapnel or something similar.

I suppose, for that reason, I always assumed there was nothing significant about my past that I couldn't remember.

And then I started having nightmare images and flashback type moments which included images that aren't familiar to me - moments of an event without any context or any memory of what happened before or after etc. They are usually just fractured momentary images, such as being slammed face first into a wooden gate by my father, though I can't remember where we were, what caused it etc.

And now, over the past couple of weeks, I've been increasingly having nightmares involving the same images I don't recall. They are increasing in their frequency and intensity and I usually wake feeling overwhelmed with raw terror and experiencing all sorts of physical sensations of revulsion and pain and... well... violation. It's so hard to describe, but it's different to the fear or the pain that I associate with my accessible memories.

I guess I'm just asking for others' experiences on accessing, or recovering, memories of the past after you have been in therapy/recovery for some time. How did this happen for you, ie, all at once in one great moment of recall, or gradually and inconsistently and with great efort, as though you're constantly feeling as though there's something just out of reach that you can't quite grasp... the latter is my current experience.

This has become terrifying for me, more than I could have imagined. I was so sureI remembered everything significant. What I do remember, I remember so vividly, which is very unusual according to T and my psychiatrist.

Is it possible that I was wrong about that all along? Are there huge chunks of memories that aren't there? And if so, could this just be because I was too young at the time to have encoded them properly, or is it more likely that they are of things so horrific, so horrible, that they have actually been repressed from my conscious even when other memories have remained there?

I fear I'm blathering, but I would appreciate anyone else's experience of having come to terms with lost memories, or whatever term you want to apply to them.

I'm actually really scared of what I don't know. I feel as though perhaps my whole memory is a lie.

Maddog
 
Maddog,

For most of my adult life, I didn't remember anything in detail. It was just fragments as I was not in a place mentally strong enough to handle the recall. Last March, when my ex went to jail, the memories and flashbacks started to come back in great detail and with great intensity.

The following is my personal experience and what I have ended up doing in handling these. First of all, I did my best to talk to my sister and friends who were with me during these periods who could validate some of the facts. Other people that could have validated the facts were my children, but I WILL NEVER involve them unless it is something they wish to talk about.

I kept forcing myself to go back and "work through" the trauma, and I did this without a T. In my case, it was not a good decision. I am not the same person I was at the time and found myself criticizing my reactions and behaviors in light of knowledge I have now, and not who I was at the time. This furthered my self-hatred, self-disgust and created more anger.

The memories still come and so do the flashbacks, but I am totally focused on how they intrude into my current day-to-day life. I look for the distortions these past events have on my current thinking and how they negatively impact present reality. It is the distortions I identify and then I work on putting the thoughts into the proper perspective in the present. It is CBT, but I am much more focused on the present and learning to let go of the "fear" created by past events. This also applies to exposure therapy, when I sit down and figure out "why" I am afraid of something and whether the fear has any real application to the present.

Maybe not the traditional approach, but this has made a huge impact on improving my ability to live and enjoy life. I realize I can never change what happened, but I can change my perception and not let it cripple my future. I am starting with a new P on Wednesday, and want more help on working towards getting rid of the hold my past experience has on my present life. I want to be shown where my "thinking" is off on how to set it right.

I hope that you find as you go through your therapy the key that helps you unlock your freedom to live and enjoy life each day.

Deb
 
I can relate to some what you wrote Maddog.

My memories of childhood trauma's are very vivid and detailed too, and have always been that way.
It gave me a reason to trust my memories and to rely on them. But somewhere along the proces I find these gaps, that I cant explain.

I can recall specific beatings my sister or mother recieved, but I just cant recall the beatings I recieved, as if they arent there, or never happend. ( wich is very unlikely because once I had some fractured ribs from the beatings)

Just a month ago I found out that my sister was sexually abused from age 5 by my stepfather. Altough it breaks my heart, this news did not come as a surprise, because he crossed sexuall boundaries with me also.
But still I wonder, if he did molest/rape her, why didnt he molest/rape me? Or is it something I cant recall?
And do I want to be able to recall something like that?

As a child I use to have nightmares about man raping me, and it is very seductive to me to follow and inverstigate that trail, combined with the above information. But I decided not wanting to go there.
I dont want to loose my ability to trust my memory, it is the only thing that I have and that I actually trust about myself.

It would freak me out, just like you are freaked out right now.
(((maddog))))

I dont know if it is possible to have a clear and vivid rememberance of different traumatic events, and none of other traumatic events.( it would mean that the mind is very selective of how it memorises things)
But the mind is a complex mechanism, and I can imagine that once your wall of denial ( coping mechanism) comes down, you may find some "hidden" memories coming to the surface.

It is complicated stuff, and it can be very scary....

Wishing you some strenght in all this Maddog!
 
Thank you to those who have responded, it means a lot to me, just to have some responses, to hear of others' experiences, similar or otherwise.

I honestly don't know how to do this stuff, how to think about it, how to cope with it.

I feel as though I am consumed in a tsunami of uncontrolled mental activity and imagery, asleep or awake, night or day right now.

The snapshot images of unrecalled events seem to be growing stronger and stronger, though they are still without context. But they are so repetitive, so increasingly vivid, that they have to be real... don't they?

I think i know what they're telling me. Of all the things my father did to me, he never sexually abused me... did he?

I honestly feel like throwing up every second of the day right now.

And mixed up with all of it are memories of things I do recall, traumas I have relived a thousand times, past and more recent, all mixed up, jumbled together, as though someone has my life on "shuffle" and is just cycling the images through in random order, on and on and on.

Every moment of sleep seems tortured with this stuff.
The environmental triggers are everywhere, seemingly everything.
I cannot bear the thought of being near people, physically or psychologically. Being at work today felt like living hell.

I can't speak, seem to have become almost nonverbal around supporters.
Keep crying spontaneously, frantically, as though I might die.
Then there is the numbness, which is interchangeable.
Hypersensitive to every word, every movement, every thought and feeling, as though the world is one enormous raw nerve reeling and reacting.

I truly think I'm going insane.

It's horrible and vulnerable to write this stuff, but right now I'm too scared to care really.
I don't know what to do or how to make this go away.

You're right Sterre, how do you ever face the prospect of not trusting your memory, the one thing in your life you thought you could trust.

I thought I knew... it was the only thing I could control in my world.
And now I don't.

Really scared.
 
Maddog, you can still trust your memories, but you just have to adapt to all this new information coming to the surface.
I can feel your fear, and relate to it in some way. You are not giong insane, if you would have a tendencie to go insane you would have allready.

Hang in there maddog, let it come as it comes, the memories cant harm you anymore. They will make you feel anxiuos, or depressed or scared, but they cannot do any real harm anymore.
The harm is allready done sadly enough, it is just coming to the surface ready to disclose.
Have faith in yourself and your abbility to cope with this tsunami.

It is nothing you didnt know or carried with you allready, it is just becomming more clear.
You can cope with this maddog!
It want be easy nor pleasant to realise about the whole of events done to you, but I believe you can cope with this unlocking thing your brain does.

Did you contact your T about this?

((((maddog))))
 
Brains are amazing things, I'm told they keep things hidden until we are strong enough handle them.

At times I don't feel strong enough to deal with memories I knew nothing about, but when I have family relying on me, it's really not a choice. I swing between denial and acceptance, but I'm able to confirm my memories which makes it easier to except the truth on the days I feel up to dealing with it.

On the days I'm not coping so well, I tell myself it's not happening now, and I'm no longer being hurt, it doesn't stop the pain or confusion but it helps me face the memories.

I hadn't noticed that I didn't have detailed memories of my past, I thought I knew what happened when my mother abused me, totally wrong.

I have found talking about it in therapy is helping, not as many nightmares, and my anxiety is decreasing. The only problem is the more I remember and deal with, the more I keep getting.

It's certainly not easy, but it's better than the other option, that I'm crazy!
 
Thanks Sterre. Speaking of my T, you sound just like him, he also reminds me that memories can't hurt me anymore, that if I haven't gone insane by now it's unlikely that I will... etc.

I kind of told him the other day I thought stuff was coming to the surface. Feel a frantic need to call him tonight, have done so all day, but somehow know I mustn't do that. I have to just fight to keep existing, I know it, and only I can do that. Scared of my dependence on him as it is...
 
There is nothing wrong with being depend on your T right now Maddog.(yeah, I am saying that while I have big problems with being depend myself) These are the times they can help us the best, and in future time you will grow more independ. It will not stay like this forever ( altough it surely feels like that) it will settle down eventually, leaving you with a better understanding about your own history and how it influenced you to being who you are.

I am so sorry that you have to go trough this turmoil and pain maddog!

From my perspective you rock big time, for undertaking this painfull journey trough your past and being brave enough to stare your oponent right in the eye!
 
I had always remembered the physical and emotional abuse of my childhood, and never imagined there was anything more until beginning to recover memories two years ago.

I now have fairly clear recall of one adult trauma, but I know there's another adult trauma and also childhood CSA which I've so far remembered very little of. The beginning of uncovering these blocked memories was frightening and made me feel incredibly vulnerable.

It was very hard to believe. At first I couldn't accept that I'd been carrying these buried memories around for so long with no idea they were there. I felt like I didn't know who I was. I didn't even know my own story. I felt like I could turn out to be anyone or to have done anything. I doubted it and kept raking my mind for evidence or counter-evidence. It was exhausting, and the time when I finally decided to accept it was actually a relief.

I've still gone in and out of belief of almost every individual thing I've remembered. I think that's been necessary to give me time to adjust and process it. But to accept overall that something happened was a big step forward. It helped to read about selective amnesia. It does happen.

I understand the sickening and scary feelings. Many times when new fragments have come up I've also had a horrific, sinister feeling which I think is related to how deep in my subconscious these memories have been. Peter Levine's book "Waking the Tiger" helped me to understand how the process of keeping these memories frozen for so long can compound the fear. My craniosacral therapist told me it was like I now had fear of the fear of the fear. The best thing I learnt from both was to allow the shaking and trembling that came with the memories, to help release that. Guided imagery also helped/helps me a great deal, including visualisations for being given the memories in a more gentle, compassionate way.

Levine's brief section on the nature of memory also helped me to accept the jumble and confusion of what I did and didn't remember. He suggests letting go of the mistaken idea that memory is always a linear record of events. Rather, it's a perception, a processing of our impressions and experiences, and can be more like a mosaic of different events and associations. That doesn't mean it's not valid. It means the way we experience and try to make sense of what happens doesn't always appear like a court report.

At first, I desperately wanted to make it go away again, but that wasn't possible. I couldn't get the genie back in the bottle. I do believe the subconscious knows when we're ready to face things that it has protected us from for so long. I'm really sorry you're experiencing this and perhaps have more to remember and face. I would be the last person to pretend this is easy in any way. But I do believe it's possible, and that this is part of a healing instinct that is very strong.

(((((( maddog ))))))
 
When I didn't have PTSD when I was 18, I disbelieved/ wasn't entirely sure if I believed victims getting back memories. lol.

I have blocked out a lot of the emotional abuse from both parents and witnessing abuse when I was 9, so my memory of childhood when I was 9 was very much absent.

I seem to have in other cases part of the memory, the vision aspect, but no emotional apect to it. I've gotten all of the emotional aspects back over the last 13 years in therapy. This is making the visual part make more sense to me.

I didn't have a very good recall of the emotional side my trauma that occurred when I was 19. However I remember the physical aspects of it quite well like the sound of a lamp being thrown against the wall. I couldn't remember at all what happened 30 minutes after the trauma until recently.

Getting memories back is wierd, it feels like I am going insane, how could this have happened and I couldn't remember it, I must be insane. Then I start to accept it. It just becomes normal after a few days. There hasn't been anything really really bad, but lots of things that make my blood boil.

It happens that I usually get back the memory in the form of crying and emotion, then it will go through it again and again for a few weeks until I get really angry. Then the memory just pops out. Kind of just like someone took the fog away.
 
Thanks so much everyone, there is comfort in your responses and experiences and just in knowing that this is real, it can happen, and perhaps, maybe, I'm not even insane afterall!!

Something caught my eye in your post Hashi, among many other things, and that was the mentioning of trembling. I am not a jittery shivery person and under so-called normal circumstances I don't even shake when I get very nervous. But it absolutely shocked and confused me to notice that without exception, absolutely every time I have begun to work through a traumatic memory out loud to T, or to engage with it at all, I am overcome with absolutely uncontrollable trembling and shaking. I mean seriously, to the point at which I am completely unable to hold onto anything or control the movement at all. The physiological expression of emotional and psychological pain is a truly fascinating, often very scary phenomena... think I need to go and read that book too!

I feel a desperate need right now to go out and do lots of reading up on memory and how it works and how, from a scientific perspective, all of this could be true. I know the basics, have a psych undergrad and have always been a very active psychology hobbyist, but truly, I just don't have the mental capacity or stamina for it right now.

Shamefully perhaps, I think I too used to belong to the category of intense skeptics about the whole world of recovered memories, or repressed memories, or whatever term you choose to apply. It all just seemed a tad the other side of fantastic... and yet here I am... and humble pie tastes bitter and acidic tonight.

I think it's this "hovering on the edge of remembering" place that hurts and terrifies me most. I'm at the point of actively, desperately, wishing for the part (which I assume will come) where I just pitch over the edge headlong into the memory. The fear of the unknown is worse than anything. It is, as Hashi said, the fear of fear itself, the circular baseless terror without origin that takes on a life of its own.

I just want to know. I just want to remember. I want to know what I am dealing with so that at whatever level I am capable, I can start to deal with it. I am terrified of being stuck in this in-between place forever, and terrified of the muted torture that feels like all I am left with right now.

And what a dubious kind of compliment to think that perhaps this is happening because I am psychologically strong enough to deal with it now... I can only hope that some day, in hindsight, I can believe this to be true.

Thanks for bearing with my frantic irrational postings too - it's been a tough trip.

Maddog
 
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