Today I reached the level of feelings again. it was burried for months now…
I start to see again…how I feel lonely, resigned, powerless, abandoned.
And how the loop goes…I start to build trust and joy again…start to move out again, go into the world, try to start to get to know people…and then one or two small things are enough to trigger the shit out of me again so I go back into isolation and just explore my inner world…
This Rejection Sensitivity Dysphoria (@Parsifal thanks for showing that up in your journal) is really fucking with me and my life. And in hindsight it shows me how it fucked up conflicts in my life.
I start to realize that I didnt process those deep dark feelings in quite some time…and I am honest…this is something I am even afraid to talk to my friends to…because they allways start to coach, show me ways want to get me out of that state…and by that…i never process those feelings…and there is that fear when I ask: jsut be with me when I feel bad…that this is overwhelming for them and they leave me…instead of just saying this is to much for me…Wow…exactly this is what happened with my ex-gf…I did that. I couldnt say: I dont have space right now to hold your feelings. And I still did it…it completley overwhelmed me… (like it was crazy, withhin seconds I went from being in an amazing mood to vomiting from crazy pain in my belly)…because i didnt listen to my boundaries…and then left her because this whole experience was way to overwhelming for me and I didnt understand what happened.
In reality…I wouldnt mind if someone simply would say: I dont have space for hard feelings…that would be okay for me…but this fear of being completley let down when I show those…is paralyzing. Even in theraphy…so often when those feelings come up, the theraphist tries to “help me”…I dont want help. I want to be held. while I feel those…
At the same time I realize: There is a part inside of me that wants to be saved. That wants that someone comes and changes things…all those things I feel powerless about…triggers. Shame attacks. Sleeping issues. PAtterns I dont manage to change…
And this other part inside of me that is afraid to take help…because help often meant that later the bill would come…or in spirituality…after help comes…you need to change, follow rules, become pure…
Started to attend Alcoholics Anonymus Meetings two weeks ago…I kinda like it…it feels like a quite safe space…where noone wants or expects something of me. And I like that.
Also starting to see the pattern that I am afraif of the easy way and always chose the hardest (perfectionism)…out of fear that going the easy way will have a cost later…or that later it will become more difficult…so rather start with the most difficult from the beginning…which is UTTERLY RETARDED…as I see now…this is like wanting to lear to jump with a 1m post right from the beginning and hurting myself. Or going to the shooting range and start shooting at 25m instead of 10m and wondering why my score is bad…
I set way to hight goals…and my mind is somehow addicted to it.
I really struggle discerning between me and my mind…and on the one hand being forgiving to myself for deep paterns put onto my when I was a child and powerless…and on the other hand taking responsibility for those patterns…its allways this ALL or nothing…that puts me into intensity/shame loops…or as I used to call it…THE FUCKING RUBBERBAND…instead of going small, safe, steps, where a missstep is handleable…the thing only is…it feels like no missstep is handleable for me. Even small frusttration often leads to meltdowns…but as I write this down…this is not allways like that…not every missstep…I will see and observe what misssteps show those patterns.