Bananie
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That lyric pops into my head often. Sometimes it's tongue in cheek, and gets me to laugh at myself.
Other times, like today, it's whiny and frustrated and earnest.
I'm in a rough patch in life. Normal life stress, with the added ptsd flavor. It's fine. I know I'll get through it. But the waiting to get through it is agonizing. I'm not really waiting, but coping mechanisms don't seem to be working, and my attempts to find others, like a trauma support group in town, aren't panning out. I'm not going to harm myself. I"m just....frozen. Or foggy. Going through the motions.
When I saw my T last week, I said "I kinda go down slowly, without really recognizing it, and then, I realize, oh...I'm in quicksand again. Maybe the Lexapro was doing more than I realized." So despite the fact that he knew I was tapering myself, and at one point had agreed "Sure, if someone can do something without medication, why not?" And when it didn't go quite as planned, physically, when I first started tapering, and I asked to see the nurse at the same clinic, he said, "well, you could if you want to, but why not go to your primary?" He was disappointed that I had stopped the meds, and said "If I had a dollar for every time someone said I felt better so I stopped the meds..." I responded, then you wouldn't have to do this. He ended with, well, we're not going to do any eye movements today. We have a lot of hard work still to do, so you have to be able to do that and not be (I"m not really sure, at this point, I was already kind of mad and not really listening) are you really going to take the right dose? I said yes. Then he said, well, make an appointment for 2 weeks, by then the meds should be better, and I left....well, devastated, and still feeling it. And so so angry. Like, I was going to quit, or at the very least, cancel the next appointment, with the excuse of "I didn't think I was medicated enough for you." Since I know that's not really productive, I know I have to tell him it bothered me. I even figured out why:
A few weeks ago I was on the bus to my moms, and stuck behind someone whose smell triggered me. I got to her house practically hysterical. She told me to go home, she didn't want me there like that, but I had to stop crying first.
This feels awfully similar.
There've been other things that have bothered me, but I brushed them off, or I did finally acknowledge some of them the session before this one (One being, at one point he told me to pull myself up by my bootstraps, and when I finally said something he said, I don't recall saying that. I said, well, you did, and it ticked me off then, and it still does!), but this doesn't seem like one I want to brush off, or I'm even sure I want to keep going on to do the hard work we still have to do. I do appreciate what we've done so far, and I do appreciate him, and his attempts to connect, so I don't want to just up and leave, like I often do with other things. I want to talk to him about this. But I don't want to wait another two and half weeks to do so.
So I guess my question is, when contact outside of therapy has never been discussed, can I contact anyway? What warrants a contact? To me it's just if I was going to do something self destructive, and, I'm not. I'm just really mad at him/hurt, and really frozen in life and finding it hard to go about my day to day tasks.
Thanks for listening. And thanks for being here. Reading through threads here has made me feel a lot better. :)
Other times, like today, it's whiny and frustrated and earnest.
I'm in a rough patch in life. Normal life stress, with the added ptsd flavor. It's fine. I know I'll get through it. But the waiting to get through it is agonizing. I'm not really waiting, but coping mechanisms don't seem to be working, and my attempts to find others, like a trauma support group in town, aren't panning out. I'm not going to harm myself. I"m just....frozen. Or foggy. Going through the motions.
When I saw my T last week, I said "I kinda go down slowly, without really recognizing it, and then, I realize, oh...I'm in quicksand again. Maybe the Lexapro was doing more than I realized." So despite the fact that he knew I was tapering myself, and at one point had agreed "Sure, if someone can do something without medication, why not?" And when it didn't go quite as planned, physically, when I first started tapering, and I asked to see the nurse at the same clinic, he said, "well, you could if you want to, but why not go to your primary?" He was disappointed that I had stopped the meds, and said "If I had a dollar for every time someone said I felt better so I stopped the meds..." I responded, then you wouldn't have to do this. He ended with, well, we're not going to do any eye movements today. We have a lot of hard work still to do, so you have to be able to do that and not be (I"m not really sure, at this point, I was already kind of mad and not really listening) are you really going to take the right dose? I said yes. Then he said, well, make an appointment for 2 weeks, by then the meds should be better, and I left....well, devastated, and still feeling it. And so so angry. Like, I was going to quit, or at the very least, cancel the next appointment, with the excuse of "I didn't think I was medicated enough for you." Since I know that's not really productive, I know I have to tell him it bothered me. I even figured out why:
A few weeks ago I was on the bus to my moms, and stuck behind someone whose smell triggered me. I got to her house practically hysterical. She told me to go home, she didn't want me there like that, but I had to stop crying first.
This feels awfully similar.
There've been other things that have bothered me, but I brushed them off, or I did finally acknowledge some of them the session before this one (One being, at one point he told me to pull myself up by my bootstraps, and when I finally said something he said, I don't recall saying that. I said, well, you did, and it ticked me off then, and it still does!), but this doesn't seem like one I want to brush off, or I'm even sure I want to keep going on to do the hard work we still have to do. I do appreciate what we've done so far, and I do appreciate him, and his attempts to connect, so I don't want to just up and leave, like I often do with other things. I want to talk to him about this. But I don't want to wait another two and half weeks to do so.
So I guess my question is, when contact outside of therapy has never been discussed, can I contact anyway? What warrants a contact? To me it's just if I was going to do something self destructive, and, I'm not. I'm just really mad at him/hurt, and really frozen in life and finding it hard to go about my day to day tasks.
Thanks for listening. And thanks for being here. Reading through threads here has made me feel a lot better. :)
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