Realizing i can't control it.
One of several promises i made to my fight part to try to show her i really care about her was that i'd stop thinking about this stuff. Let it go. Let her and the other two show me whatever they need to at their own pace, and just stop worrying about it in the meantime.
And i'm realizing it doesn't work like that.
I can't stop thinking about it even if i try. That's how this whole sudden decline in my mental health started and it's not any different now. How it started was, i withdrew from my daily life, i started writing a bunch of poetry and prose about what he did to me and how much i fucking hate myself, then it got to a point where every single day, i was feeling unsafe, i felt like something horrible was going to happen, i didn't know where to turn, i didn't want to burden my online friends by bringing this fucked up shit into a more general-purpose vent space, out of desperation i made a reddit account even though i don't like that website very much and i tried to trauma dump there and beg with tears in my eyes for urgent advice but i just got filtered by karma requirements, then i was eventually directed here, then i used this place way too much, realized i was using it too much and went back to reddit, and...
And what it comes down to, is that for a little over two months now, what was done to me is consuming my every thought. I can't not pry into it. I can't not think about it. I try to do literally anything else, but no matter what i do, no matter where i look, all i can see is reminders of what happened to me, and it's anywhere from hours to minutes before i have to just get back online and whine again. I'm telling myself it's just a matter of being addicted to social media and making my trauma my whole personality for attention, and i'm disgusting for that, but i don't think it is that, i'm starting to realize it's something a lot scarier than that, i think i keep posting about this stuff because the trauma itself has complete control of my mind, i'm not making it my whole personality, it's making itself my whole personality. It's devouring me from inside. What i'm "addicted" to is getting it the hell out of me.
How can i barely be having any more flashbacks besides emotional and still feel like this? Is this hyperfixation a different kind of reexperiencing? What's happening to me? Why can't i stuff it down and live a normal life anymore? I'm scared.
Flashbacks are when the EPs reexperience, right? This other thing, this uncontrollable, anxious rumination, turning it over and over and over and unable to stop, is this maybe what happens when the ANP reexperiences?
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