So I told my therapist that I would let her ask me anything, in an attempt to stop talking in circles. She asked me what I thought she would, methods. I went to therapy wanting to find better coping methods, maybe even stop SI all together. It was hard, it always is, being in a room and telling someone that I'm an injurer. Its harder still to tell them methods. I can type them, no worries, because I don't ever have to see your faces, Readers. I don't ever have to look you in the eye.
I told her about the hitting, wrist banging (which I had to explain. Apparently, she doesn't encounter that one much.), cutting, burning, skin picking/scratching. I felt broken, damaged... I guess I always feel that way. I started to cry, I allowed myself to be vulnerable for all of two minutes, then I stopped crying. Tears are not something I do in public or in front of others. Tears are mine and mine alone.
"You're trying not to cry," my therapist said. I only nodded.
It was a rough session for me, but I hope it helps me open up more, stop talking in circles. She had suggested that I use the rubber band trick as an alternate for self harm. Not good for me, the welts left behind look like cuts that weren't deep enough to break the skin and they snapped right over the burn scars. Those burns are still discoloured from the band. I don't think I'll be using that too often. Maybe as an alternate to hitting, which I do when I'm at work and feeling panicked.
I've been getting attacks of anxiety lately. My hands shake and I get paranoid. Not sure what triggers them. Well, I suppose I can change the subject here...
--Books--
So I've got a few reading challenges going this year. The most notable is to read at twelve books that have been on my shelf for longer then a year. All the ones I chose have been on my shelf for way longer then that. So far I have read four of them and finished one from last year, so my total books read are five this year. I've picked up reading more often again, nice release, to vanish into some one else's story for a time and forget your own.
One Woman's Life With Self Injury And Her Journey Out Of The Darkness ***TRIGGER WARNINGS***
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Saturday, January 28, 2012
Thursday, January 13, 2011
Haruki Murakami Reading Challenge
I am a huge fan of Murakami-sama. In the past, I've read a few of his books, including After Dark and The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle. So when I happened on a page that was encouraging everyone to read at least one of his books this year, I figured it sounded like fun. I'm already reading Kafka On The Shore, though I started reading this before I heard about the challenge. Oh well, I'll read it anyway. Another part of the challenge is to attempt to read all Murakami books available in your language. I have in my possession nine books of his, so this ought to be fun!
I know I started this blog as my journey through self harm and it still is, though reading is a great distraction. You get transported into the world of someone else and see things through their eyes. I've been reading forever and still find joy in it. Just finished Interred With Their Bones by Jennifer Lee Carrell. It was amazing! Using four-hundred-year-old clues to find a lost play of Shakespear, with people trying to kill you all the way! Loved it!
If you want to join the discover of Haruki Murakami, here's a link to the blog page.
Murakami Reading Challenge
I know I started this blog as my journey through self harm and it still is, though reading is a great distraction. You get transported into the world of someone else and see things through their eyes. I've been reading forever and still find joy in it. Just finished Interred With Their Bones by Jennifer Lee Carrell. It was amazing! Using four-hundred-year-old clues to find a lost play of Shakespear, with people trying to kill you all the way! Loved it!
If you want to join the discover of Haruki Murakami, here's a link to the blog page.
Murakami Reading Challenge
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