My body is a prison
My body is a prison and I have hated it for years. It is not that I don't like the way I look or dislike any physical characteristics, it is that I just hate living in it. I hate feeling my body and can never find relaxation. The only time I feel somewhat relaxed is when I meditate. My mind is constantly chattering from when I wake up until I fall asleep with no one to listen to it but me. I feel as if it is a defense mechanism so that my attention does not go to feeling my body, and of course within your body is where you feel emotions. I find myself not breathing from time to time having know idea when I stopped, but realizing I need to breath in to get some air. My body is a prison and I hate living in it. I believe that this is probably somewhat normal with survivors of SA or other trauma, but I do not know for sure. How do I become comfortable in my own body, especially downstairs? Any advice would be appreciated.