Hi All,
I had a weird (and ultimately distressing) day last week.
I met with a new therapist in the morning and I was pleased with the session (although it was quite intense).
This therapist specialises in DBR (deep brain reorientation). As I mentioned before, I have been working on myself restlessly in the past 6 months. I made some good breakthroughs while also learning to better regulate, etc. So far it has been a firm exercise of "rationality over emotions". E.g. I learnt to sit with the pain I have caused, even when a part inside of me just wants to get defensive (I am in no way perfect, but I have improved).
DBR should help to get also my "instincts" / "emotions" up to date with what I learnt so far "rationally" (for the sake of brevity I won’t provide further examples, but happy to expand if this point is not clear).
All in all, I felt reassured after the session.
Absolutely unrelated to the above, I received some messages in the evening. They were from an old acquaintance. Nothing ever happened with this person, and I haven’t seen the person in ages. The messages were friendly, not inappropriate (although random and totally unsolicited, as I have nothing to say to this person!).
And I failed. I told myself that with this "new me" there should not be space for these random messages. I should have blocked the person ages ago (please note I have been avoiding any unnecessary interactions since DDay as much as possible - voluntarily).
So I blocked the person, and then in a split second I decided to delete the conversation. I did not consciously do it to "hide" it. But I slipped in the old mindset "this is nothing, I don’t want to be bothered by this person, I will just block and cancel". I should have shared it with my BS (he saw the notifications but no messages, so it was a massive trigger).
In these past months, wherever I received something that could potentially be "dodgy", I told my BS immediately, even when I knew I was going to raise a storm.
But that evening… I don’t know if it happened because I felt this false sense of security after IC, or because we had had a decent day and I didn’t want something random to spoil it for us. I slipped in an old habit. It felt like I was back in square one.
I can’t lower my guard yet, and it’s with these "small" things that I slip (I have to go now, but I may expand further later).
This post is just for sharing, but any insight or comment is welcome as always
[This message edited by LonelyGuilty at 11:40 AM, Tuesday, September 22nd]