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This is a thing for me.
Is it for you?
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I started to write “This is a big thing for me,” and had stop. Nope, not big, huge. Sigh. Not right, either. So I sat here looking for the right way to describe something I understand so well, and not at all; that’s so much a part of me and my life, or not at all; that I struggle to find the words to even describe it, much less discuss it.
Big. Huge. Sharp. Simple as life or death. Complicated as hell. Dangerous. Pernicious. Subtle. Subtle as a lead brick. Ice water for blood, electricity shooting through my bones, snakes in my belly, vision narrowed, pain vanishing… okay! We’ve got a massive adrenaline spike, that blew right past panic, into ACT NOW. fawk. f*ckity f*ck f*ck, cock juggling thunderc*nt.
How much of a thing it is to me? I could post this thread in nearly any forum/subforum to discuss ASPECTS of it. Avoidance. Anxiety, Panic, Hypervig. Core Beliefs. Dysreg. Relationships. SI. Disassociation. My work. My play. One of those things that lightning bolts into every area of my life, thoughts/feeling/actions, originating -all backwards, just like lightning- out of my trauma history.
So I’m just going to put this here in General, so ANY aspect anyone wants to discuss? Is fair game.
***
I usually describe it …to myself… as either Skylined, or ExposedExposedExposed.
(Both of which are implicit with “Stop that, now.” )
The only way I’ve ever been able to deal quasi-successfully with it is by stepping into being/becoming “Nothing & No One”. As in I AM nothing & no one.
And, rather than being a bad thing, means I can be or do whatever I need to. Blissful relief, being nothing & no one.
Alright! A helluva lotta words, without saying much, but it’s either brazenly post thread now… or delete the f*cker.
Is it for you?
***
I started to write “This is a big thing for me,” and had stop. Nope, not big, huge. Sigh. Not right, either. So I sat here looking for the right way to describe something I understand so well, and not at all; that’s so much a part of me and my life, or not at all; that I struggle to find the words to even describe it, much less discuss it.
Big. Huge. Sharp. Simple as life or death. Complicated as hell. Dangerous. Pernicious. Subtle. Subtle as a lead brick. Ice water for blood, electricity shooting through my bones, snakes in my belly, vision narrowed, pain vanishing… okay! We’ve got a massive adrenaline spike, that blew right past panic, into ACT NOW. fawk. f*ckity f*ck f*ck, cock juggling thunderc*nt.
How much of a thing it is to me? I could post this thread in nearly any forum/subforum to discuss ASPECTS of it. Avoidance. Anxiety, Panic, Hypervig. Core Beliefs. Dysreg. Relationships. SI. Disassociation. My work. My play. One of those things that lightning bolts into every area of my life, thoughts/feeling/actions, originating -all backwards, just like lightning- out of my trauma history.
So I’m just going to put this here in General, so ANY aspect anyone wants to discuss? Is fair game.
***
I usually describe it …to myself… as either Skylined, or ExposedExposedExposed.
(Both of which are implicit with “Stop that, now.” )
The only way I’ve ever been able to deal quasi-successfully with it is by stepping into being/becoming “Nothing & No One”. As in I AM nothing & no one.
Alright! A helluva lotta words, without saying much, but it’s either brazenly post thread now… or delete the f*cker.