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Understanding Self-Injury Urges The following information was compiled from a forum wide survey of community members to help anyone understand the urges to harm one's self. Caution is advised as the comments have not been spoiled or censored.
The Observer for Mosaic
Trouble
Jenna and Jessa/SplitDecision
wes got triggered from broken class tinkling and wes know that wes can't stop. So wes talk and talk to T abot it and wes not do no more. wes not trigered no more by broken glass either. When wes get down in the black pit, wes think abot it but wes hafta call T cus it in our contract and wes luv her and want to honor it. So maybe a suggestin would be to find a safe person to call when yu feel like SI Bj
Also used it as a way to get the brain to clear out when it was tough to concentrate. (Head-banging) Used it as a way to feel something/anything other than the intense emotional pain or complete numbness. (C*tting & Head banging) Used it as re-enactment, as well.....trying to jog the memories of the scars that *weren't* caused by us. (C*tting)
I am the oldest. I felt I had to take as much of her rage as I could and protect the little ones, my brother and sister. I could not let her see that she was hurting me. Dissociation helped but it wasn't enough. So I would bite, scratch, and hit myself, and hit my head against the wall. I have spent many years trying to understand my self-injuring, and trying to stop it. Last year I asked inside if someone within me was responsible for this. And I met "protector". My world turned around. I came to understand that, for me, self-injury was a form of self-protection. At first, it protected me against fighting back at my mom, and possibly making it worse for me and my sibs. It protected me from being vulnerable and showing my mom how much she hurt me with her rage. Later, it protected me from feeling my own rage, disappointment, hurt, fear, shame. I have felt baffled by it, ashamed and afraid of it. I thought I would never be able to stop. I thought it was a question of will power. I didn't have enough will power to stop hating myself. I never left scars. Marks sometimes, but not scars. To show anyone would be too vulnerable. Part of my power was in the secrecy. NO ONE, least of all my mom, really knew me. It was incredibly lonely. When I met protector inside, I was astonished. I saw my whole life in a new way. I have not had to injure myself since. I have wanted to many times, but I call on my selves within to help me have the courage to feel the feelings. It takes more courage to feel my true feelings as they are happening, than it does to hurt myself. I want to be a woman of courage. I am a woman of courage. I protect myself in better ways now. I honor my protector within. She did what she had to do to keep me alive. Now we are learning new ways Lise
it's a coping mechanism for easing stress. (not a great one mind you but a coping mechanism nevertheless) if we are filled with lots of hurt we try to channel it to others less destructive than CB, such as our angry teen who can swear up a storm, or one of the kids to cry it out with half a dozen stuffies and a blankie. BW
I was fortunate in that I had very little psychiatric history before being diagnosed with DID. So I had very little exposure to the kind of nasty responses mental health professionals seem to have toward SI. My t insisted upon a safety contract fairly early on in therapy, when the pain was rapidly getting worse and I could not hear any validation or caring from him. (That's not to say he wasn't trying to communicate those things, but that I was incapable of receiving/hearing them.) It was hard as hell to keep that contract, and often the only reason I did was because the only thing I cared about in life was the ther*p*utic relationship. I didn't give a damn about myself, whether I lived or died, but I kept my word because I had given it to one person who had genuinely invested himself in me, and I cared about that investment. It wasn't even him as a person so much as the fact that one human being had made that much effort to connect with me and claimed to care whether I lived or died. That's what motivated me to get on the phone and to do the other things in the contract when nothing else would. By the way, my t did not throw away any boundaries while establishing that bond. I saw him twice a week for single sessions with occasional extra sessions and brief phone contacts. In the seven-plus years I've been working with him, we've had less than a handful of actual "phone sessions," calls that were long enough to qualify as actual half or whole sessions. I'm not a mental health professional, but in retrospect I think that speaks volumes of his skill as a therapist--and I think it also shows that t's don't have to abandon all boundaries and limits to meet a DID client's needs. I believe that SI develops a life of its own, that it becomes a compulsion of its own apart from whatever it originally was meant to express. For this aspect of the SI problem, I found treatment with Thought Field Therapy to be immensely helpful; indeed, I consider myself cured of the SI compulsion. It's been years since I even thought about SI'ing, much less did anything. It *is* possible to recover from SI, as difficult and cantankerous a problem as it can be. EN
To release pain, too much emotion, or negative feelings. To punish ourselves for many reasons, ie when we felt too good about an accomplishment, or when we feared outside punishment, we would 'beat' them to it. Self Control - it is a measure of control for us, to be able to control the hurt. This will sound dumb, but to some inside, they say it feels good. Unfortuneately maybe to show some of the pain we are in. I think S.I. is addictive, because under times of stress, old methods come into our head before the new ones we have learned. So unfortuneatley when things are going bad, SI, drinking, pills, anything to punish ourselves is first and formost in our mind(s). But fortuneately, we have enough learning thru t other methods. To overcome impulses to SI, and we have not been the most successful at this, but we tend to clean and stay busy. Hard work, scrubbing the floors, cleaning the bathrooms, anything physical. Someday, and hopefully soon, we hope to have all of us be free of this compulsion to SI.
Last night, had to work hard not to h*rt. We've been doing so well, upset that we went back to that. Look at what happened and, as an adult, I see that David learned from the m*m that pain, b*rning, was the punishment for the touching. I feel that he has learned to expect pain if he feels pleasure. Pleasure must be p*n*shd. Been having fun here, and now he's run back into the dark because he expects to be h*rt for it. David b*rns, Glory h*ts and c*ts to stop the body sensatons. I finally understand that this p**n is stronger than the memory of the touching. It punishes and heals at the same time. Pr*yd for help to stop h*rtng us and had another memory. This one was of our Nana, m*ms mother. She loved us, which, I believe, saved our sanity. When we were little, carried blanket with satin edges, sucked thumb and rubbed edge of blanket against face for comfort. Nana sewed and taught us how to crochet. When we were really little, less than two, she made little pillows of satin in triangle shape so it was easy for our small hand to hold. Easier to get comfort by carrying pillow instead of whole blanket. When we were older, she told us we called little pillow "wooba," and asked why, but we didn't remember. She had saved one of them to show us. When she d**d, we were far away all was thrown away before we knew it, but we still have the memory. Now understand why Evelyn Rose carries the blanket and offers one to others who are crying. It's the comfort she understands. Working hard to use the memory of the "wooba" to replace the b*d touch feelings in the hands. No more c*ttng or b*rning..." |
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