Still Standing
Diamond Member
Man oh man! Wish I could get out of my own head ~. I am assuming this is an episode of avoidance or dissociation or both. :tdown: I have tried to rewrite my trauma account and read out loud my original missive. No can do. It is like hitting a brick wall. I started the rewrite and only got two sentences in when I heard the voice of the T asking me to focus on the beating. That stopped me in my tracks. I found that I was staring at the empty notebook paper. But suddenly I started writing sentences that came from deep inside describing my reactions to dad, who was beating me. Then that stopped. Then I heard the T asking me to try to draw what I was seeing in memory...which I had earlier said that I wished I could paint pictures instead of writing. He was encouraging in that. So, I drew a simple illustration of the beating in progress. Now, I can do no more. I feel like I am on the edge of anxiety and sorrow. It feels like I am wandering around in a dark place. It feels like the brakes are on and going forward with completing a rewrite or rereading the trauma account is insurmountable. I feel lonely. My head is full to the point of hurting. The TV is on, and the pup is waiting for me to play with him but, it feels like I am in the Upside Down World like what was depicted in TV series, Stranger Things. It is a struggle to stay in the real world. It makes my head hurt! And it upsets me to think that we have to focus on this part of my life! Ugh! This is so nutty. One minute I am 'normal' and the next can find me sliding down into the abyss! I am going to put the homework away and let the counseling fall where it may, tomorrow. Maybe in the morning, I can refocus...I can only hope. Am gonna go sit in front of the TV and play cards with the computer! :banghead::confused: