All my life I felt very difficult person. I knew it and I operate as such. I am not good deep inside. I am bad. I am difficult. Just like you know you have balance when you stand up or walk. I know I am difficult. I have been told all my life I am difficult. I am made of difficult.
Now I made peace with it. I approach people I am difficult, dangerous but I am aware and therefore I wont act on it.
I literally would rather slit my arm than kill a person. I do not but this is my operating system.
I can see cruelty in others because I have that inside of me. I know when I am being cruel I am not unconscious of it but I try not to be acting out unless I am concerned or defending myself. I know when my husband is cruel and he will never admit and I am OK cause I will point out and let it go cause he does not believe he did it maliciously. I am not confused about my negative emotions. I am OK with them.
I get along with people. People are not confused about me. I am also vocal when I am being bad or socially unacceptable but it is not often.
I feel the only difference between borderline and me is I do not act out my negative emotions on me or on others unconsciously.
I do not know how I reach here but here I am. I am also an avid volunteer with low income people for 30yrs helping them housing, counselling and other legal things they needed.
Now why this post?
No matter what it is? I am extremely difficult in therapy. I do not feel aparting with my horror childhood stories to the therapist. The only other people I can talk about this are my sisters because they were there. There is no shock value and burdensome.
In therapy, I am resistant. I just changed my therapist because the more I got pushed into thinking about my childhood, the more I dissociate. That cost of dissociating every week was too high so I left him. Now I am in a new therapy but cannot shake off that this will happen again.
I feel very uncomfortable to share details of my childhood because I feel if I do, I am being exhibitionist and the details are too unreal and honestly too heavy to burden others.
I feel I am missing a very important glare here! Can anyone help me find insight.
So many of you are so articulate and self aware. I am having extremely hard day today because I am feeling of completely disappearing.
What am I blind to?
Please help. Both negative and positive comments are welcome.
I google a bit of course and came across something like ego-syntonic but only as it applies to narcissistic personality and eating disorders which I have neither. If anything, my long life demonstrated opposite of these qualities.
I want to add one more, yes of course I am also not super aware of all my deep well of bad side…trust me, it has been pointed out by few people.
I am truly perplexed. What is the sickness in not sharing burden of stories? Provided this is it…even though I have a nagging feeling, I am not seeing the full picture of me.
Please help. Throw deep and challenging questions to break me.
Now I made peace with it. I approach people I am difficult, dangerous but I am aware and therefore I wont act on it.
I literally would rather slit my arm than kill a person. I do not but this is my operating system.
I can see cruelty in others because I have that inside of me. I know when I am being cruel I am not unconscious of it but I try not to be acting out unless I am concerned or defending myself. I know when my husband is cruel and he will never admit and I am OK cause I will point out and let it go cause he does not believe he did it maliciously. I am not confused about my negative emotions. I am OK with them.
I get along with people. People are not confused about me. I am also vocal when I am being bad or socially unacceptable but it is not often.
I feel the only difference between borderline and me is I do not act out my negative emotions on me or on others unconsciously.
I do not know how I reach here but here I am. I am also an avid volunteer with low income people for 30yrs helping them housing, counselling and other legal things they needed.
Now why this post?
No matter what it is? I am extremely difficult in therapy. I do not feel aparting with my horror childhood stories to the therapist. The only other people I can talk about this are my sisters because they were there. There is no shock value and burdensome.
In therapy, I am resistant. I just changed my therapist because the more I got pushed into thinking about my childhood, the more I dissociate. That cost of dissociating every week was too high so I left him. Now I am in a new therapy but cannot shake off that this will happen again.
I feel very uncomfortable to share details of my childhood because I feel if I do, I am being exhibitionist and the details are too unreal and honestly too heavy to burden others.
I feel I am missing a very important glare here! Can anyone help me find insight.
So many of you are so articulate and self aware. I am having extremely hard day today because I am feeling of completely disappearing.
What am I blind to?
Please help. Both negative and positive comments are welcome.
I google a bit of course and came across something like ego-syntonic but only as it applies to narcissistic personality and eating disorders which I have neither. If anything, my long life demonstrated opposite of these qualities.
I want to add one more, yes of course I am also not super aware of all my deep well of bad side…trust me, it has been pointed out by few people.
I am truly perplexed. What is the sickness in not sharing burden of stories? Provided this is it…even though I have a nagging feeling, I am not seeing the full picture of me.
Please help. Throw deep and challenging questions to break me.
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