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Franciemarie,
I truly thank you for sharing. You helped me find the courage to come back and continue with this. Was struggling a lot with self hatred and wishing I could obliterate everything I wrote. And then wondering how I could fool myself that I could do any type if therapy when I can't even tolerate doing a thread like this.
I have realised too that my invalidation wounds go right to the centre of me. A lot of why they are there seems quite subtle and it is hard to accept that such things have had such an impact on me. And I seem to now how a rampant introjected invalidator that is out to destroy me in a truly cruel way. To add to the fun it seems I find being "seen" or being aware of reality intolerable and the invalidation may be protective at the same time.
Having my reality denied results in me sometimes having extreme annihilation experiences where I can see the molecules of my body coming apart and feel my "self" shattering. I think they are mostly depersonalisation but they edge over towards hallucinations. Sadly I suspect it does not say good things about my psychological health.
With the therapist before the last one I had seen her for 5 years and only realised near the end of that there was something very wrong. That there was so much I had unintentionally hidden. That there was so much I was not able to stay aware of. That there was some serious disconnect in the way I was interacting. I plucked up the courage to tell her I was suicidal and had self harmed around this time (it was the first time in my life I had ever told someone I was in trouble in the present). She did not believe me. And after eight further months of sessions about it she still didn't believe me.
She insisted that she "would have felt" if I had been feeling that way and much more. It cracked me open in ways that I am deeply ashamed of. And in ways that I don't think can be fully repaired. Its like an existing crack continued and something in me came apart that can't be put together again. The level of self hatred and shame about my weakness is hard to put into words. I can see why it happened in many ways and that it is totally to do with what I said and didn't. What I didn't show. And when I share it tends to be matter of fact and dispassionate. It also seems my dissociation was almost entirely seen as non compliance rather than what it was. And I had close to zero self awareness so it didnt even occur to me to mention that I often did therapy with me to the side watching the whole thing. Or that I saw "pictures" of past events etc.
She was also newly qualified and think knew extremely little about trauma. I know someone socially who has done the same course as she did and am astounded how little she knows. I did not know that I needed anyone different and was trying as hard as I could to appear "normal". Consciously on some level but also unconsciously in many deeper ways.
I actually had to have therapy with the lights off at one point as the whole experience of being in that room with t and her being exposed to me felt intolerable. Not that it helped.
Pacing myself but shall be back with more.
Thank you everyone.
I truly thank you for sharing. You helped me find the courage to come back and continue with this. Was struggling a lot with self hatred and wishing I could obliterate everything I wrote. And then wondering how I could fool myself that I could do any type if therapy when I can't even tolerate doing a thread like this.
I felt inherently offensive and that I emanated some kind of ineffable stench of the soul
But the conflict between what I knew and what I felt was so extreme that my level of discomfort simply sitting with the therapist was nearly unbearable. I couldn't relax because I was kind of trying not to breathe, trying to exist "less", which of course is impossible so it was very stressful.
Ironically, the physical looks of me were such that some therapists (the lesser ones) couldn't believe I had any problems, that I was exaggerating symptoms
I could have written your whole post. With the exception of having your deafness disbelieved and substituting that with something similar in concept.Because of the denial of what went on as a kid, I still go a little nuts when people deny my reality. I have felt judged by my persona and look, and not heard many many times
I have realised too that my invalidation wounds go right to the centre of me. A lot of why they are there seems quite subtle and it is hard to accept that such things have had such an impact on me. And I seem to now how a rampant introjected invalidator that is out to destroy me in a truly cruel way. To add to the fun it seems I find being "seen" or being aware of reality intolerable and the invalidation may be protective at the same time.
Having my reality denied results in me sometimes having extreme annihilation experiences where I can see the molecules of my body coming apart and feel my "self" shattering. I think they are mostly depersonalisation but they edge over towards hallucinations. Sadly I suspect it does not say good things about my psychological health.
With the therapist before the last one I had seen her for 5 years and only realised near the end of that there was something very wrong. That there was so much I had unintentionally hidden. That there was so much I was not able to stay aware of. That there was some serious disconnect in the way I was interacting. I plucked up the courage to tell her I was suicidal and had self harmed around this time (it was the first time in my life I had ever told someone I was in trouble in the present). She did not believe me. And after eight further months of sessions about it she still didn't believe me.
She insisted that she "would have felt" if I had been feeling that way and much more. It cracked me open in ways that I am deeply ashamed of. And in ways that I don't think can be fully repaired. Its like an existing crack continued and something in me came apart that can't be put together again. The level of self hatred and shame about my weakness is hard to put into words. I can see why it happened in many ways and that it is totally to do with what I said and didn't. What I didn't show. And when I share it tends to be matter of fact and dispassionate. It also seems my dissociation was almost entirely seen as non compliance rather than what it was. And I had close to zero self awareness so it didnt even occur to me to mention that I often did therapy with me to the side watching the whole thing. Or that I saw "pictures" of past events etc.
She was also newly qualified and think knew extremely little about trauma. I know someone socially who has done the same course as she did and am astounded how little she knows. I did not know that I needed anyone different and was trying as hard as I could to appear "normal". Consciously on some level but also unconsciously in many deeper ways.
I am glad you shared! It helps me too. A lot! As does the fact that Pencil and MD relate too.The only person I ever told was my husband, and no one ever shared they felt like that with me. It's good not to feel alone in this!
I actually had to have therapy with the lights off at one point as the whole experience of being in that room with t and her being exposed to me felt intolerable. Not that it helped.
Pacing myself but shall be back with more.
Thank you everyone.