Vent the thread of being nothing

Discussion in 'Brainbent' started by Vierran, Dec 30, 2016.

  1. Vierran

    Vierran small and sharp

    Boyfriend flew in to visit on Thursday night. I had planned on staying up until he got here, but fell asleep around midnight, so he let himself in (he has keys). I slept through that, and through him coming into the bedroom, right up until he put his knee on the bed. At which point I grabbed his wrist, knocked him down, and got my other hand around his throat. From what I can remember, my thought process was in fact, "bad scary intruder, KILL THEM." Luckily, knocking him down knocked him into the nightstand, which woke me the rest of the way up before I could do any serious damage. That said, uh. PTSD, can we not try to kill people who startle us? Please?
     
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  2. Vierran

    Vierran small and sharp

    Good news everyone! I fixed the poison slime pipes!

    Started reading about a creepy fandom person who started a cult, stayed up way too late because I couldn't stop, triggered myself to hell thinking about cult things, haven't slept, couldn't go to school today, everything is awful, still trying to get myself to stop reading.

    It's fucking hard to manage because I hate talking about cult stuff with just about everyone. Therapist who I loved, who I saw regularly for probably around a year? Just barely touched on it and then had to back off. Best friends who I can talk to about just about anything else? Feel sick considering going to them. Parents are, obviously, right out, fuck them forever. Boyfriend is about the only person I feel safe enough around to talk, and he's asleep.
     
  3. Vierran

    Vierran small and sharp

    Do you know how hard it is to appropriately and healthily process and move on from trauma around a cult based on (inappropriately, unhealthily) processing trauma? It fucking sucks.
     
  4. Vierran

    Vierran small and sharp

    https://www.theatlantic.com/family/archive/2018/09/white-kids-race/569185/?utm_campaign=the-atlantic&utm_term=2018-09-04T11:00:19&utm_content=edit-promo&utm_source=facebook&utm_medium=social hello bizarre and impossible to talk about triggers

    I feel like the person who was doing this research never actually... considered what it would be like for a kid to have their parents behave in the ways she's suggesting. Because guess what? I wasn't pulled out of public school when all the other white middle class kids were because the school was awful. My parents didn't move out of the neighborhood with drug dealers and shootings when they could afford to. My parents sure as hell didn't support me going into the AP track. They were much more interested in providing support to every other child in the community than in advocating for my wellbeing. Really. My dad still tutors math in the elementary schools, and the shit I hear him say about being patient and trying to reach kids where they are, if I got a THIRD of that when he was helping me with my math homework, my life could have gone a different direction. If your parents don't advocate for you, provide support for you, prioritize you, then you are left relying on people who don't have any reason to consider you their responsibility. Especially when your parents have social and economic privilege and make a point of using it to help other people, no one is going to go, "Huh, that kid is struggling. She [came to school with cuts on her arms/keeps getting in fights with the other kids/spends all her recesses in a corner talking to herself at age 10]. Maybe I should step in." It fucking sucks.

    Oh, also, I was a really fucking racist kid anyway. Had to unlearn a lot of shit in my teens. So, not really so helpful.

    In conclusion, fuck you, Ms Sociologist. Think through the implications of your suggestions.
     
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  5. Vierran

    Vierran small and sharp

    As if my vent thread didn't have enough trigger warnings, TW self harm

    Current status: been avoiding things because anxiety again, which makes the anxiety worse, which makes me want to avoid. Right now my life feels like a house of cards built on things I should have already done, but that no one has called me on not doing. My therapist in my head is telling me that I have reasons for things to be hard, and to not beat myself up, but I am having trouble listening.

    Walking home just now involved wanting to be vivisected, complete with graphic imagery, or to throw myself in front of a bus. Having so much trouble with the seemingly basic idea of "don't hit your head on things, you need your brain," too.

    I don't think I'm doing very well, somehow
     
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  6. Vierran

    Vierran small and sharp

    My patients were much less continent than usual today and it was ... sure a thing I had to deal with.
     
  7. Vierran

    Vierran small and sharp

    Some Awful Coworker paraphrases from today, because I Just Can't, and I got way too close to snapping at her.

    -Nothing in life is really free. Like in Scandinavian countries where there are all those social services, people have to pay for them from their taxes. So it's really that you're paying for everyone, but everyone is paying for you too, so, is that fair? [Me: I guess it depends how much money you're making] Everyone there makes the same amount and is taxed the same amount, it doesn't matter if you're a garbage man or a doctor. If you don't believe me, just go there and see for yourself.

    -That guy who shot up the church should be glad he doesn't have me for a judge because I'd sentence him to be castrated without anesthetic before he faced the death penalty.

    FFS awful coworker, I know you're awful, you don't have to try so hard to prove it. Please, please. Just. Don't.
     
  8. Vierran

    Vierran small and sharp

    Reminder to me: pelvic exams == trigger. Does not matter how much trauma processing I do. Am stuck with this bullshit afaict. So please do not schedule a routine pap and then expect to be able to stop hiding at any point during that day, because that is just not something you get to have.
     
  9. Vierran

    Vierran small and sharp

    Oh. Orr. My brain could tell me something useful but awful.

    When I let myself get pregnant, when I dissociated during sex and did not take precautions, I was FINDING A WAY TO RELIVE MY CHILDHOOD TRAUMA. The feeling of being powerless and outside of my body that I associated with sex, and even specifically sought out, at that age was how I was coping with the persistent violation of my bodily autonomy that I experienced as a young child.

    This is going to be one of those things that I tell Boyfriend and he's like, "well, yeah, I thought you knew..." isn't it
     
  10. Vierran

    Vierran small and sharp

    Realization of the day: RC (the antipsychiatry cult I was raised in) specifically and deliberately sensitizes people to their triggers to foster dependence on the cult.
     
  11. Vierran

    Vierran small and sharp

    Minor vent time.

    "There was only half a cup of flour and I thought it wouldn't be enough for your baking plans, so I used it"

    1/2c was all I needed. For the brownies I told you I was making for our housemate's birthday. Also like, literally you had exactly the same knowledge of how much flour there was as I did. Don't tell me it would have been nice to know we were nearly out sooner. I literally said to you three days ago "We're basically out of flour."
     
  12. Vierran

    Vierran small and sharp

    Not being angry that they changed things about my hollowed out mountain. Putting aside my feelings of hurt and resentment. Looking at what they did with an open mind. Relax, me. Relax.
     
  13. Vierran

    Vierran small and sharp

    Not feeling brave, but I think the thing I expressed was good.

    In response to an article about a teacher assigning high school students to exchange valentines:

    Forced praise isn't kindness. Have you ever read a message from someone you knew hated you, praising the things about you they think they're supposed to praise? Every elementary school valentines day I got dozens of those from kids whose parents made them give a valentine to everyone in class. Even in grad school, we did a Thanksgiving appreciations thing and it was a way to virtue signal. I got messages from girls who, if I sat down at a table with them, would start texting each other under the table.

    "Riva, I admire how smart and outspoken you are" -- I can read between the lines to know you mean "Riva, shut up, stop being arrogant" when that's how you treat me every other day.

    Don't do this, it just opens a door to a different kind of cruelty.
     
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