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Posted: Mon Nov 28, 2005 11:30 pm
Hello
I've been in this position before.
The urge to si, for no particular reason that I can see, is creeping up on me again. It starts with just thoughts, then the feeligns come back, the feligns on my skin, then I start seeing the results in my had, then I start thinking about it all the time - even when I am working and in the middle of teaching the hcildren, suddenly the images will come into my mind and I'll have to fight them. I do fight, for weeks sometimes, but it always ends up the same way, with me hurting myself.
I think I do knwo what has triggered it - I'm due to see my pysch next week. We get on very well and I trust him but I find the visits stressful. This illness is a BAD thing in my life nad has a lot of negative consequences. Most of the time, other than taking my tablets, I can oush it to one side and pretend it is not happening, but sometimes I can't do that and one of those times is when I have to see Dr W. He asks me the questions I don't want to answer and makes me think about htings I dont' want to think about and I can't pretend that everything is alright - it jsut gets pushed bakc into my face that it isnt'. Last time I went i ended up in tears and cried all the way shome (i was driving!) and for most of the evening. I was just so upset.I think I was hoping he woudl say that things woudl be fine, but he didn't, jsut reiterated what we talked about in the summer, that the depressive illnesss is probably here to stay and that meds are here to stay and there's nothing much I can do about it.
Trigs
I am craving hte feeling on my skin, the hurt and the look of the blood. Snapping elastic bands doesn't do anything for me, neither does ice. I have drawn on myslef in red pen, that does help, but then I have to scrub it off which hurts...........
End trigs
I think I also want to feel looked after. My best friend at school is moving away to a remote Scottish island. I am SO going to miss her (there is a hge age gap but we get on so well together). I dont' really have anyone on the staff I can talk to like her.
I was told on Satruday I was like Piglet from Winnie the Pooh - brave even when I dont' feel like being brave. Well I dont' feel very brave right now.
any ideas? Thoughts?
Jane
I've been in this position before.
The urge to si, for no particular reason that I can see, is creeping up on me again. It starts with just thoughts, then the feeligns come back, the feligns on my skin, then I start seeing the results in my had, then I start thinking about it all the time - even when I am working and in the middle of teaching the hcildren, suddenly the images will come into my mind and I'll have to fight them. I do fight, for weeks sometimes, but it always ends up the same way, with me hurting myself.
I think I do knwo what has triggered it - I'm due to see my pysch next week. We get on very well and I trust him but I find the visits stressful. This illness is a BAD thing in my life nad has a lot of negative consequences. Most of the time, other than taking my tablets, I can oush it to one side and pretend it is not happening, but sometimes I can't do that and one of those times is when I have to see Dr W. He asks me the questions I don't want to answer and makes me think about htings I dont' want to think about and I can't pretend that everything is alright - it jsut gets pushed bakc into my face that it isnt'. Last time I went i ended up in tears and cried all the way shome (i was driving!) and for most of the evening. I was just so upset.I think I was hoping he woudl say that things woudl be fine, but he didn't, jsut reiterated what we talked about in the summer, that the depressive illnesss is probably here to stay and that meds are here to stay and there's nothing much I can do about it.
Trigs
I am craving hte feeling on my skin, the hurt and the look of the blood. Snapping elastic bands doesn't do anything for me, neither does ice. I have drawn on myslef in red pen, that does help, but then I have to scrub it off which hurts...........
End trigs
I think I also want to feel looked after. My best friend at school is moving away to a remote Scottish island. I am SO going to miss her (there is a hge age gap but we get on so well together). I dont' really have anyone on the staff I can talk to like her.
I was told on Satruday I was like Piglet from Winnie the Pooh - brave even when I dont' feel like being brave. Well I dont' feel very brave right now.
any ideas? Thoughts?
Jane