by MaverickGarrison » Wed Oct 25, 2017 12:25 pm
Hi Mary and Allegra,
We've encountered more issues with this dynamic than the first you mentioned, our therapist encouraged us to listen to what happened when anyone responded with "Well, life's not fair" as well as thinking about our own feelings when that has been said to us. While it's true it usually feels invalidating, and the original resentments are often more about being listened to than having the situation somehow fixed anyway.
After a lot of work with our therapist we try to share inside to help each other look at it like this: No matter how many are inside and what their inner experiences have been, there is only one body and it's the original source of all of our experiences, perceptions, and the basis for everything else inside. Often really taking in that point alone is a bit of an eye opener for some of us in this particular body. Ok, maybe more than some....
In a more concrete way, if the left elbow is injured the effects are not limited to that precise spot, and the body's systems react and respond, even if it's a mild scratch or bruise the systems do things to manage, healing goes through the system, cells to be replaced are filtered out and eliminated and the body may even need to adapt movement to protect the site from being bumped and receiving more pain or injury or to favour the arm while it heals or if the injury is bad enough, to maintain balance to prevent further injuries occurring to the body. If there's infection, the whole body takes it on, or suffers if things are bad enough.
No part is in isolation. The other limbs and parts may be fine but the whole body attends to the situation. So in a way if the skin is broken the whole body bleeds -it's not just the elbow's blood, the whole body feels it, and the whole body makes adjustments and the whole body heals it. The whole body is involved in recovery, it rehabilitates, and the whole body wears any scar or thickening of re-knitted bone or adapts to changes if that's what's required.
The right big toe might have nothing to do with the injury to that site on the arm, but if the body needs to move a certain way to accommodate and protect that injury, that toe might then be doing things differently. Both areas are vulnerable to pain and injury, both parts are useful for the body. Both areas are helped by nourishment and rest, both are harmed by the lack of these.
The resentments are totally understandable and valid, they're not the only feelings possible in these situations and seeing and acknowledging them as part of a process of grief for each situation (whether trauma or the effects of acting out) instead of something -say- just to not have or to get over in a certain time is something we're gradually getting better at doing, with better results.
Like in life, a person's experience is their experience, being told your own is nothing compared to somebody else's is inaccurate and worse than unhelpful. Many suffer massive guilt for having "had it easy". The traumas somebody has faced are not their fault; the lack of harm shouldn't be used against somebody either.
We try to keep the message going about the reasons for dissociation in the first place; to keep the traumas contained and get the whole person through, through the moment, the incident, the situation, the time until they MIGHT one day be in the clear and somewhere safe. Some dealt with what others couldn't, they got everybody through. They took the otherwise unbearable.
AND the ones who took anything less or were unharmed helped when the "normality" was needed, as cover or coping, or for later to teach others how things can be outside of "the worst of it" when the time comes. They're important for healing, for helping others with what some better place than "the worst of it" might be like, what relative safety is and what good things there can be in the place that mind and body have been suffering through hell hoping to find.
The unharmed ones hold the beginnings of the peace that the hurt ones did all the fighting for. Everybody is important. Everybody.
Not saying it's easy to get that message across, but it’s helped us. And this: If somebody digs their heels in maybe someone else is doing a lot of pulling or pushing the other way. Dropping the rope and doing some horse whispering could save you a lot of backache, tears, and blisters.
We wish you all well and hope you find something that helps.
By the way, we've been lurking a long time too nervous to post or comment but really wanting to be a part of the community here; it was this post of yours that had us break cover and that means a lot to us. So thank you.
May as well be "Maverick", SOMEBODY had to go first.
A bit (chunk) about us and where we're coming from- Don't know what of our details to put and want to stay pretty vague and approximate in some areas, but if it helps: Host/physically- Male 40-something, currently a few years into treatment for DID and a box of its comorbid treats. Health and mental health issues have always been present, but nothing much got past the family's barriers of self-preservation. There's a central group of us who take turns to front and try and help others to communicate or to share activities. Things can get pretty random but there's some layers of reasonable stability that we can rely on. Lots of kids, mix of ages, genders, orientations, skills, intellects, accents and other things, counter-adaptation, smudging, blending -there was a lot of traveling and different "job" types and.... there was a lot going on, and a scaffolding of "credibility traps" to keep things cosy.
The DID box is deep and dark and ugly and stayed almost completely out of sight to the host for over 40 years with help of a distractingly miserable but presentable facade propped up by the family, often to each other. The first traumas are the same age as the body and profound, but from things that were common at the time and not only acceptable and considered inconsequential but also something a child was meant to be eternally grateful for.
The body was already genetically primed by the geographical histories of the family of origin, along with a short (possibly manditory) stint in the dysfunctional environment that led to the separation (there's a memory of being in a dog pen in the rain curled up against drenched dogs, each one cold and trembling and silent), and eventual selection by a new family. Then things just got worse, the dissocations and other tendencies were utilized, and there was no escape for forty years.
There's a lot of us in here, approaching 200 and counting, and things are ever-adapting, deceptive and frustratingly complicated. Our life is incredibly limited, but improving. We have some community support, deeply caring neighbors, a close trusted friend as our live-in carer, and the unconditional love and support of our wife. Our neighbors, our friend and our wife have on a few occasions literally -physically- saved our life. We've learned it's worth fighting for, so we keep trying. Hopefully we've got something of use to somebody else and can find somewhere to feel a little more involved in the world and maybe find some people to talk to.