Therapy has started to look at the actual issues, and predictably I'm going haywire. Can't deal with washing and dressing, cancelled a session - which I've NEVER done, sleep disrupted, digestion wonky, want to run away, flashes of suicidal desire, gone silent at home - all the usual stuff, combined with a sense of personal failure and uselessness that is crushing me.
I want to work out which aspect of it is actually causing this response. I don't think it can be "traumas" we have talked about so far, as they are the ones that are least likely to qualify and I think both would be seen by many as part of normal life (stillbirth and husband's depression / suicidal phase). I'm a bit surprised how little of his illness I could recall last week, but I had been quite dissociated for several days when I went.
I think it's more likely to be my anticipation of T's response when we get further on. I know she is going to look at me with the "Is that all?" look, and then have to point out out that I brought it on myself. And then I'll have to accept that it really is all my fault, and that I don't deserve to have wasted that last five years being ill. But obviously I can't say that ot her, as then she, being very nicey-nicey, will feel obliged to hide and deny that response.
It could also just be fear of talking about it, but I'm not usually a coward, and so far I've just answered whatever she asked.
So I feel the need to pin down the root of the reaction and tackle it- any suggestions?
I want to work out which aspect of it is actually causing this response. I don't think it can be "traumas" we have talked about so far, as they are the ones that are least likely to qualify and I think both would be seen by many as part of normal life (stillbirth and husband's depression / suicidal phase). I'm a bit surprised how little of his illness I could recall last week, but I had been quite dissociated for several days when I went.
I think it's more likely to be my anticipation of T's response when we get further on. I know she is going to look at me with the "Is that all?" look, and then have to point out out that I brought it on myself. And then I'll have to accept that it really is all my fault, and that I don't deserve to have wasted that last five years being ill. But obviously I can't say that ot her, as then she, being very nicey-nicey, will feel obliged to hide and deny that response.
It could also just be fear of talking about it, but I'm not usually a coward, and so far I've just answered whatever she asked.
So I feel the need to pin down the root of the reaction and tackle it- any suggestions?