A month or two ago, I would have said I never had flashbacks. Never experienced them. Not a thing.
I know now that this was because I didn't know what a flashback actually is, or rather, that they can manifest in a lot of different ways.
Used to be, my understanding of what a flashback was, pretty much came from movies and tv. (Duh.)
Like, the media depiction could be some guy driving his kids to school in his minivan, then there's a backfire somewhere and they cut scene and he's in an army vehicle, getting shot at, so he's driving around trying to escape, then they cut scene and you see the guy looking paniced as he drives his minivan across the neighbor's lawn.
In other words, I believed having a flashback meant you were fully seeing and hearing something out of the past, replaying an event like replaying a scene out of a movie. And I never, ever experienced this.
On the other hand, I did (and still do) experience, and our previous host experienced, having wierd 'disconnected' emotional surges. Like suddenly being afraid, heart pounding stomach-clenching terror, that had no explanation. Sometimes there'd be other physical sensations along with the fear. Like stabbing pain in different parts of the body, for no reason.
Or the same thing but with a crushing, desperate sadness. Or loneliness.
It wasn't till I was trying to find the words to describe these occurences, that I found out they actually are flashbacks!
A flashback can be emotional, and/or somatic, as well as 'audio and visual'. And apparently the audio-visual type ones are not the most common. They're the most commonly portrayed in media because they're the easiest to convey I think, the easiest way to show the audience what is happening.
** trigger warning - violence, bullying **
Yesterday I was doing my morning workout on the bicycle, and I was thinking about some stuff about our previous host, which included her being bullyed when she was young. I don't know exactly how it was triggered, but maybe it was just thinking about that while my legs were pumping and my heart rate was up?
I did not get any audio-visual stuff. But I could feel the sudden rush of fear, and the pain of being hit, as I was running, trying to escape. But we were never strong enough or fast enough, and we could never get away. I ended up off the bike and curled up in a ball on a chair, feeling the hits and kicks, getting the air knocked out of me. I felt the pain along with the fear and helplessness.
** end trigger warning **
Because I (finally) knew that what was happening to me was a flashback, I was able to try and cope with it. I knew these sensations were coming from a grade-school child who was reliving this past event, but I also knew I was an adult, safe in my own home, in 2018. I focused on my clock, which shows the year-month-day. I focused on getting my breathing under control, and told myself over and over it was today, I wasn't in the past, wasn't getting beat up. And it worked.
Despite the unpleasant experience of the flashback itself, I'm feeling kind of glad that I finally am able to recognize it and have some tools to cope with it.
I think back of all the countless nights our previous host lay awake in bed, unable to sleep, gripped in abject terror while at the same time being confused, baffled as to why she was so afraid for no reason. She didn't know what was happening, had no way to identify it, so she'd just lie there all night long, sleepless, fearful, and then shrug it off as part of her wierd life.
If we had known flashbacks can be just emotions, or just physical sensations, maybe we could have started working towards healing a lot earlier.
I know sometimes words are just words and we can get hung up on them. But if we don't have the right words to describe or understand something, then I think we can get into problems with leaving stuff unaddressed or unresolved, simply because we can't identify what it is.
Sorry this got so long-winded.
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