Have not posted in awhile. Have been too busy being overwhelmed and ashamed...I hate all the shame I carry and feel most of it has been fed to me, and for whatever reason I was all to willing to accept it.
Anyway, a rant and a vent.
So this trauma therapy I started...she is a nice person...better than some I have had. But what i need and what I am getting are two different things. She usually waltzes in twenty minutes late and talks a lot about her Masters degree. And while I respect and admire her for obtaining it, I am rather tired of hearing about it. I suppose it is her way of telling me she is qualified...but enough already.
So since my insurance will not cover the regular DBT classes she has, we are doing it piecemeal in her office...once every three weeks to a month...rural area and they are overbooked. Basically I get 2 pages of handouts a session and if I did not keep track of it she would not have a clue what she gave me. The session before last she gave me the half smile handout and then whisked out the door saying fake it til you make it. I know that saying so well from AA...I faked it for so long...faked that I was okay or faked that I knew what I was doing...guess what...it did not work for me. I can no longer fake it...I am not okay...not at all.
So when I saw her last week...I told her this is not enough...so what they have to offer is limited and then without good financial resources I reach a dead end
It makes me feel so hopeless...and it also pisses me off...I should not be so easily written off...but that is a theme that has manifested many times in my life. Then I get really pissed when I see all the people playing the system...I live in government subsidized housing and most of the people are milking the system for all it is worth...lying, cheating and they get all the benefits for free.
I am so frustrated and frustrated with me too. I feel I should be able to deal with this...but I have no internal resources left...just totally depleted...and, of course, I blame me and beat me up.
Having great difficulty seeing any light. I still exercise, eat healthy, meditate, journal and all that stuff, but it does not seem to help.
So that brings it around to medication. My experience with it is so negative...the last anti-depressant I took affects your histamines and am now left with many food allergies.
So when they bring it up and I am resistant, they see me as non-compliant...I see it as finally advocating for myself.
I have no other support systems and a lot of the time just cannot see extending this purposeless existence. I hate being so negative, but I cannot fool myself into believing I am not.
Anyway, a rant and a vent.
So this trauma therapy I started...she is a nice person...better than some I have had. But what i need and what I am getting are two different things. She usually waltzes in twenty minutes late and talks a lot about her Masters degree. And while I respect and admire her for obtaining it, I am rather tired of hearing about it. I suppose it is her way of telling me she is qualified...but enough already.
So since my insurance will not cover the regular DBT classes she has, we are doing it piecemeal in her office...once every three weeks to a month...rural area and they are overbooked. Basically I get 2 pages of handouts a session and if I did not keep track of it she would not have a clue what she gave me. The session before last she gave me the half smile handout and then whisked out the door saying fake it til you make it. I know that saying so well from AA...I faked it for so long...faked that I was okay or faked that I knew what I was doing...guess what...it did not work for me. I can no longer fake it...I am not okay...not at all.
So when I saw her last week...I told her this is not enough...so what they have to offer is limited and then without good financial resources I reach a dead end
It makes me feel so hopeless...and it also pisses me off...I should not be so easily written off...but that is a theme that has manifested many times in my life. Then I get really pissed when I see all the people playing the system...I live in government subsidized housing and most of the people are milking the system for all it is worth...lying, cheating and they get all the benefits for free.
I am so frustrated and frustrated with me too. I feel I should be able to deal with this...but I have no internal resources left...just totally depleted...and, of course, I blame me and beat me up.
Having great difficulty seeing any light. I still exercise, eat healthy, meditate, journal and all that stuff, but it does not seem to help.
So that brings it around to medication. My experience with it is so negative...the last anti-depressant I took affects your histamines and am now left with many food allergies.
So when they bring it up and I am resistant, they see me as non-compliant...I see it as finally advocating for myself.
I have no other support systems and a lot of the time just cannot see extending this purposeless existence. I hate being so negative, but I cannot fool myself into believing I am not.