desiderata310
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At my appointment today we were talking about a variety of things and I was talking at that moment, about the kids and how I feel responsible for what happened to me and how it effected them. He commented on how most of my life has been just turmoil and asked me when it had not been and I had to struggle to think of a period of time that wasn't just out and out chaos.
At one point, my therapist looked at me and asked me how I dealt with all of this all the time. How did I function? Was I just really good at compartmentalizing? WTF? Do other people just not deal with shit?
I explained as best I could that, yes, I compartmentalized and chose moments to be weak. Like, I couldn't afford to be weak and not ride my bike to work (I got hit by a car on Monday) but yesterday when I got in a pace line and got buzzed and freaked out, I chose to not ride: I pulled out of the pace line dropped out of the ride and went home. There was nothing hanging on it, so I chose to take care of myself and just go home. Or when my son said something hurtful, I just held it together till I could get away and let it out and cry.
Here lately it's just exhausting and I spend way too much brain energy on holding it all together and told him that as well.Told him that I felt like I was spending so much energy trying to keep it all together internally that if I could ever get to a place where I wasn't, I could probably take over the world.
All that said, I started wondering, doesn't EVERYONE compartmentalize? I mean people who don't have PTSD also compartmentalize as well, right? Is it something strange? I kinda felt like he was shocked (and felt this way before because of something he said) that I wasn't sitting in a corner of a padded room, that I can hold down a high stress job, that I haven't attempted suicide more, etc.
Is there something wrong with the way I deal with things? I know the rest of the world doesn't have panic attacks but in dealing with the rest of my life- isn't this a normal way of dealing with life? I kinda feel like a freak because of this.
I KINDA want to write to him and ask but honestly not sure that I, A want to know and B it would be appropriate. Somehow knowing what was wrong with me was only slightly comforting and now, I feel like a bit of a freak and feel like I need to hide this part of my life from everyone. (that part is not likely to change)
At one point, my therapist looked at me and asked me how I dealt with all of this all the time. How did I function? Was I just really good at compartmentalizing? WTF? Do other people just not deal with shit?
I explained as best I could that, yes, I compartmentalized and chose moments to be weak. Like, I couldn't afford to be weak and not ride my bike to work (I got hit by a car on Monday) but yesterday when I got in a pace line and got buzzed and freaked out, I chose to not ride: I pulled out of the pace line dropped out of the ride and went home. There was nothing hanging on it, so I chose to take care of myself and just go home. Or when my son said something hurtful, I just held it together till I could get away and let it out and cry.
Here lately it's just exhausting and I spend way too much brain energy on holding it all together and told him that as well.Told him that I felt like I was spending so much energy trying to keep it all together internally that if I could ever get to a place where I wasn't, I could probably take over the world.
All that said, I started wondering, doesn't EVERYONE compartmentalize? I mean people who don't have PTSD also compartmentalize as well, right? Is it something strange? I kinda felt like he was shocked (and felt this way before because of something he said) that I wasn't sitting in a corner of a padded room, that I can hold down a high stress job, that I haven't attempted suicide more, etc.
Is there something wrong with the way I deal with things? I know the rest of the world doesn't have panic attacks but in dealing with the rest of my life- isn't this a normal way of dealing with life? I kinda feel like a freak because of this.
I KINDA want to write to him and ask but honestly not sure that I, A want to know and B it would be appropriate. Somehow knowing what was wrong with me was only slightly comforting and now, I feel like a bit of a freak and feel like I need to hide this part of my life from everyone. (that part is not likely to change)
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