Stanley Shi-Yume
Silver Member
I have not gone back to my therapist even though I am extremely fond of her.
This is the 2nd time I have paused, the 1st being immediately after I began the process with her with the initial cognizance of the PTSD. That time, the reason in my mind was that I needed to process the enormity of impact. There was so much to process just at the surface of viewing myself in the scope of PTSD.
When I made it back I was through that layer. I had fixated on myself and determined that what I've been is super-dead. Alright, yeah, I was not really alive. But I was really good at everything that makes me dead.
Since then I thought I was in a battle for authenticity. Of course the intellectual fixation on connecting with people and being real. I realized that won't work while I am basically still outside of myself. I can now say I know when I am feeling joy (it's sharp) or belonging (it's warm and bright) or foggy which is a spectrum of frustration for me.
So I am going back to figure out where the next step lies
This is the 2nd time I have paused, the 1st being immediately after I began the process with her with the initial cognizance of the PTSD. That time, the reason in my mind was that I needed to process the enormity of impact. There was so much to process just at the surface of viewing myself in the scope of PTSD.
When I made it back I was through that layer. I had fixated on myself and determined that what I've been is super-dead. Alright, yeah, I was not really alive. But I was really good at everything that makes me dead.
Since then I thought I was in a battle for authenticity. Of course the intellectual fixation on connecting with people and being real. I realized that won't work while I am basically still outside of myself. I can now say I know when I am feeling joy (it's sharp) or belonging (it's warm and bright) or foggy which is a spectrum of frustration for me.
So I am going back to figure out where the next step lies