When I got sick 7 years ago I bottled up all my emotions for months, I didn’t feel that I had anyone to talk to and not only that but I didn’t know how to talk about what I was feeling. I had never been one to be open about my feelings, because one I never really had any emotional problems till I got sick and two in my family we were never really very open about feelings,it just wasn’t really in our nature.
So when I found myself in the school counsellors office 4 months after getting sick, the result was silence and an uncontrollable shaking of the legs because I was so petrified. I wanted to talk but I didn’t know how to and I thought that vocalising how I was feeling would make me feel weak and vulnerable. It took Jo weeks of persevering with me for me to be able to say anything. Jo taught me how to talk, she taught me it was okay to feel everything I was feeling about my illness. One of her suggestions for getting me to be open was to write down what I was feeling and bring it in to read out loud. Writing it down didn’t feel quite so scary and once I had started it was hard to stop, everything I was feeling just flowed out of me onto the paper. As you can see from this blog, I still write to this day and it is a main thing which helps me cope. After a while talking became easier, but I could only talk to one person, Jo. As the years went by I had to adapt and be able to talk to other people other than Jo, multiple doctors, other psychologists and psychiatrists, with time it became easier depending on the person.
I’ve just started with a new psychologist, he’s taking an approach I have never had before and I feel like I’ve forgotten how to talk. Sometimes I’m transported back to my first appointment with Jo where I didn’t want to say anything out of fear that I would be analysed, fear that what I was feeling wasn’t normal, fear that talking would make me feel weak and vulnerable. Despite feeling that way still sometimes I know that my feelings are valid, and that I’m not the only one with NDPH or any other chronic illness who feels this way about it. It’s nothing to do with the quality of my new psychologist it’s just the way my mind works and I guess I’m just not comfortable with him just yet.
I find the psychodynamic approach he is taking very hard going, it’s tough to look at my anxiety in detail and finding the reasons behind why I feel the way I do, the feelings behind the anxiety and the anger I have. I’m not sure about the approach, but I’m willing to give it a go. I’ve been in therapy for pretty much the last 7 years, and although talking about how I feel has been helpful beyond measure, I’ve never really got to the consistently stable place I crave so bad. So maybe starting with someone new and trying a new approach is exactly what I need to get out of this pit of depression I get stuck in all too often. Tomorrow I have another appointment with him, last weeks was slightly better than my first one so I’m hoping they will continue to improve as I get more comfortable with him and the approach.