Today in group, I knew no one. I had a different therapist, and different people. And still, I opened up. That’s a major improvement for me.
I talked about where my PTSD came from.
I talked about shit I want to forget.
I told them something only a handful of people know.
I gave advice. I spoke without being asked to. The therapist even noted it was excellent advice that he’d never thought of. That made me feel really good.
I’m the only one with borderline personality disorder in either group. So, every time if comes up, doc refers to me. I’m by no means an expert, and I make sure to always add ‘for me’ when I start. I have insight that he doesn’t, as I live it, but man. It’s draining. Thankfully, it doesn’t come up all that often.
Once doc asked why I don’t like going outside. I told him simply ‘there are people out there’.
When the female therapist took over, we worked on some techniques to get us through rough spots. She asked how I deal with being in public.
Her: When you’re out, what do you do if it’s busy?
Me: I cling to my husband.
Her: What’s your thought process?
Me: I don’t want him to go far…?
Her: But there’s more to it, what is it? Why keep him close?
Me: Because if he goes to far people get close?
Her: Keep going.
Me: I have no idea what you’re talking about.
Her: Why don’t you want people close?
Me: I don’t like people being close to me?
Her: But why? What do you think about in that moment?
Me: I don’t? There’s no thoughts going through my head. I just do it. I don’t like people being close.
Me: ….Because I don’t like people in my personal space?
Like. I get what she was trying to do. But wording things differently won’t change my answer. I want to work through my shit. I want to be a halfway normally function human. I do, but that’s not gonna do me much good. Help me work on the issues we know I have, and I’m pretty damn sure other things will get worked on in the process.
Teach me how to not focus on the shit from my childhood. Teach me how to deal with my anxiety at the core. All my issues are connected- I know that.
I just want to be able to function. I want to have a life. I don’t know what it’s like to not worry. I don’t know what it’s like to be able to just live. That’s all I want.
I start Viibryd on Saturday, and I hope that it helps. Have any of you tried that? If you have, what were your experiences?