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I want to boast about something.
Yesterday, I was sitting in the bath washing my hair because we don't have enough hot water for me to shower, and I had a flashback. (By "flashback" I mean in the trauma sense, suddenly reliving the terrifying event.) It was a combination of the pain I was in (my gall bladder was severely cramping, sending the cramps all round my digestive system), the stark white tiles on the wall, and claustrophobia - our bathroom is tiny anyway, and so is our bath. Suddenly terrified and panicking, I wanted to leap out the bath and collapse in a sobbing mess on the floor.
What I actually did was stay put, forcing myself to breathe normally and see what was actually there - that I was at home, in my own bathroom, there was no one there to hurt me. I cried a bit and rocked a bit, but I got through it, and finished washing my hair - just constantly focusing on the present.
The flashback is lurking at the back of my mind. It's not happy that I derailed it. It wants to take me over.
I won't let it. I am Wolf. Hear me roar.
(*hugs* and blank comments are ok if you don't know what to say.)
Yesterday, I was sitting in the bath washing my hair because we don't have enough hot water for me to shower, and I had a flashback. (By "flashback" I mean in the trauma sense, suddenly reliving the terrifying event.) It was a combination of the pain I was in (my gall bladder was severely cramping, sending the cramps all round my digestive system), the stark white tiles on the wall, and claustrophobia - our bathroom is tiny anyway, and so is our bath. Suddenly terrified and panicking, I wanted to leap out the bath and collapse in a sobbing mess on the floor.
What I actually did was stay put, forcing myself to breathe normally and see what was actually there - that I was at home, in my own bathroom, there was no one there to hurt me. I cried a bit and rocked a bit, but I got through it, and finished washing my hair - just constantly focusing on the present.
The flashback is lurking at the back of my mind. It's not happy that I derailed it. It wants to take me over.
I won't let it. I am Wolf. Hear me roar.
(*hugs* and blank comments are ok if you don't know what to say.)
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Date: 2005-11-30 09:35 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2005-11-30 09:40 pm (UTC)*hugs*
*hug*
Date: 2005-11-30 09:42 pm (UTC)You Rock
Date: 2005-11-30 09:52 pm (UTC)If it helps, once I had managed that once (realised I was having a flashback, that it wasn't really happening to me right now, fought it) it became easier, in general. And now I almost never get flashbacks at all, and when I do they are much less traumatising. And less physically painful, as though the physical memory of the pain has faded.
So there's a teeny tiny light at the end of the tunnel, now you've worked out how to walk down it.
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Date: 2005-11-30 09:57 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-11-30 10:04 pm (UTC)Hugs.
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Date: 2005-11-30 10:48 pm (UTC)*hugs*
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Date: 2005-11-30 11:30 pm (UTC)Go Wolfy!
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Date: 2005-12-01 01:25 am (UTC)You do rock!
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Date: 2005-12-01 01:58 pm (UTC)HUGS!
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