I like to rant. This makes me feel better. I've been going to therapy for a few months now, on meds for depression and anxiety for about a month. I have a new therapist who simultaneously seems to be better and working for me but also pushing me out of my comfort zone (as she should, in my opinion) and somewhat unsettling me because she reminds me a bit of my abuser (authoritative older woman).
But for the most part things have been working out pretty well. I don't notice outright that the medication is some sort of miracle drug or anything, but normalcy is creeping into my life in the same silent way depression did. I have been laughing so much more that I feel like a giddy schoolgirl at a slumber party.
But tonight, my god, some stuff has started crawling out of the woodwork. The underlying theme one could say is aggression, just rage, which feeds into what I'd describe as hyper vigilance.
I came home from hanging out with friends and having a blast, laughing, laughing, laughing. Actually experiencing a reprieve from being depressed. As soon as I get in the door I'm just ... gobsmacked with this weird mood. Angry, sad. I'm tired, I try to go to bed but the emotion won't be ignored. I have chores I should do, but the emotion absorbs all motivation and energy for itself. I have things I'd like to do, but won't let myself because I should be doing the chores or going to bed.
So instead I end up just festering in this mood for two hours. You know, its not even sad. Its just teary, and I don't know how to explain that. My face feels pissed, my eyes feel teary. Just silent, rage/tears. A big black hole in my stomach opened up and demanded to watch a youtube video of someone kicking the crap out of an abuser in the defense of a child before it would let my mind sleep. Very specific, this void in me. It imagined one, but demanded to watch a real one. I wanted to see an adult beat the snot out of another adult trying to hit a child, or I wouldn't be satisfied.
So I spent two hours watching abuse PSAs on youtube and anger crying in an obsessive fit. I saw some over exaggerated anime videos that just made me more mad because they weren't the realistic, primal, frantic kind of fighting my brain craved. I saw the clip from the original Spider-man that reminds me of how my brain feels all the time, slowing things down, being aware of every paper airplane, ever person, ever bead of sweat, every sound, every fly, looking for danger. I watched videos of high school kids slapping at each other like the children they are and was more enraged than ever, finding myself wanting to hear the sound of the fists making contact, then wanting to feel that. To feel all of it, the pain that comes with a fight, the sounds, the quick thinking and moving. I wanted to feed that part of my brain that is ALWAYS looking for some sort of disaster, but never gets one.
I am not usually an aggressive person. But that part of my brain is always hungry for an emergency, something to deal with, waiting for the next explosion, looking for the fight, and it never has anything to sink its teeth into but my own time and energy and sleep and mental health. Tonight it just boiled and boiled and boiled. To the point that I started fantasizing about joining a kick boxing group or something just to get my fix.
I /WANT/ to punch something or someone. I /WANT/ to feel that pain again. And that is so messed up and twisted and backwards and I can't describe it to normal people without sounding like a lunatic for breakfast cereal. Just...ugh.
Does anyone else get these fits of aggression?