General Thoughts to Share 23:32 pm - just to remember myself
raffa_will_fight
Registrant
There are not many. But I realise I have some amazing people in my self. Everyone with their personal story, different background, some with different ethnic background.
But listening, sharing and not judging has us be close for 30 years now. That’s pretty cool.
It’s kind of funny I thought about one of the rules on MS (no writing or commenting under the influence of drugs/alcohol) when I started to share very little parts of why I was how I was during the last year. And why I will be like that for quite some time.
But (I hope I say nothing wrong or not permitted), some “stuff” opens up that part that I can’t open in therapy. My T told me about the studies done on microdosing of certain chemicals, and that could be an answer to those very stubborn brains that just can’t let go.
Anyway. I am lucky. They’re not many, but they are genuine. They hear me, try to understand me. And I know their concern is real, and their advices are given with their heart.
It’s just that their advices are impossible for me to follow. I am different, my way to process is different. “Just clean the kitchen once a week”, but it’s hard to explain the difference between being lazy and not being able to get from A to Z like them.
But it’s fine. They try to understand and to hear what I say. And I guess I am getting good at pondering who can handle how much.
Still feels weird to know some people irl know something happened. And after seeing some reactions I don’t even know if I would ever disclose any detail. I fear they would see me differently.
To those who disclose their abuse to people in your life: did you feel like their view on you changed? That they started to treat you differently or kind of hold back on jokes or things they normally usually said?
But listening, sharing and not judging has us be close for 30 years now. That’s pretty cool.
It’s kind of funny I thought about one of the rules on MS (no writing or commenting under the influence of drugs/alcohol) when I started to share very little parts of why I was how I was during the last year. And why I will be like that for quite some time.
But (I hope I say nothing wrong or not permitted), some “stuff” opens up that part that I can’t open in therapy. My T told me about the studies done on microdosing of certain chemicals, and that could be an answer to those very stubborn brains that just can’t let go.
Anyway. I am lucky. They’re not many, but they are genuine. They hear me, try to understand me. And I know their concern is real, and their advices are given with their heart.
It’s just that their advices are impossible for me to follow. I am different, my way to process is different. “Just clean the kitchen once a week”, but it’s hard to explain the difference between being lazy and not being able to get from A to Z like them.
But it’s fine. They try to understand and to hear what I say. And I guess I am getting good at pondering who can handle how much.
Still feels weird to know some people irl know something happened. And after seeing some reactions I don’t even know if I would ever disclose any detail. I fear they would see me differently.
To those who disclose their abuse to people in your life: did you feel like their view on you changed? That they started to treat you differently or kind of hold back on jokes or things they normally usually said?
