Katie35 wrote:You've clearly had a lot of therapy
Actually, not professional therapy. I am entirely self-made, as it should be.
Unfortunately, there is some truth to that. Looking back on it, it could have been easier (and decades sooner). But, nobody could tell me anything I didn't already know myself. And, so, it had to be harder. One of those bitter ironies that surround me.
But, I also think coming at it the way I did gives me a different outlook. Probably the most distinctive part of that is how the narcissistic injury occurred absent any awareness of
why. I think Ns who go to therapy, have assistance working through it, the mirror to project onto, the pain and the awareness are concurrent and mixed. Mine was more consecutive. There was a year overlap. But, there was a year prior which was pure, isolated, grade-A, pain -- without explanation. Then a year having the explanation, reliving the prior year's pain while understanding the explanation.
It was different in that way. A lot of the injury was out of he way, so I could see the explanation clearer.
Recently I've thought about seeing a therapist just to confirm where I think I'm at, get a "second opinion" (which sounds narcissistic). But, I'm pretty comfortable with what I know, the way things are still coming together. If I were younger, with a life ahead of me (and not retired with loads of time to play doctor on myself) I would go without a second thought! This has been more than I could have hoped for (and is plenty good enough for now).
Katie35 wrote:Don't you think in some ways you are trying to be kind and are being empathetic? I mean, have you ever felt love for a pet, an animal? Is your sensitivity because you use your intellect to understand or it seems to me, you do feel sympathy for the non here.
I've mentioned in other threads I believe Ns have empathy (or close enoug). We're not ASPD. I think (in my case anyway) the living inside the "narrative" simply consumed part of my mental capacity/energy which would have existed in the present moment as "awareness." Being self-aware, I feel more "present" and aware of things I wasn't.
I don't know if what I feel is what normals feel. But, I don't care much. It's good enough. A million times more "here" than I used to be, experiencing something with people which seems more genuine. I'm not going to sweat the details and let perfection be the enemy of good.
Katie35 wrote:Your reply made me laugh a lot! 'Dances with wolves' haha.
I'm full of good ones. I find humor helps deflate what tends to be an over-important topic. (The gasbag part of the False Self). It's a serious illness, and immensely painful to face. But, part of that pain is letting the gas out of the gasbag. I sometimes think a Saturday Night Live parody of narcissism could help Ns see themselves more realistically, with less pain.
It's the severity or seriousness we attach to our coping mechanisms that make it so sensitive to mocking, criticism. "Hey, you're talking about me!" "Yeah, well... maybe the problem is as simple as: you're just
not that important. Seeing it that way is painful. But, the cure is to get over yourself. Partaking in your own transubstantiation isn't helping."
It's a fine line between pulling the balloon back to earth, while being sensitive to why it became so full of helium in the first place. Sometimes the latter can't be seen without a painfully clear glimpse of the former.
There's also the risk of passive aggression. I sometimes feel I should be more serious, that I'm sending mixed messages.
Katie35 wrote:I've been reading a lot about Schema Therapy. Do you have experience of this? My friends recommend a more present-oriented therapy e.g. CBT . I see Schema Therapy referred to a lot in the treatment of Narcissism but I wonder if it's more or less practical than CBT. More or less discursive. I wouldn't like a treatment where I talked but received little response (e.g. Rogerian).
I don't know anything about it. There may be people in the "friends and family" forum who could explain how one would be better/different than the other for the purpose you're considering.
I feel like
what I did to myself was NLP and CBT (long before knowing anything about different types of therapy.).
Katie35 wrote:How do you know your Hoovering wasn't genuinely missing the person?
Sure, there is an element of truth. Your dog loves you even though
he only comes when called because you gave him treats. There's always a grain of truth to everything. It's the magnitude of the grain.
Let's take my ex for example. She caused me to see everything that was wrong with me. One giant shattering. I wasn't fixed. But, I had a sudden and irreversible awareness of *everything* I had always been aware of -- but backgrounded because it was what I always thought I had to extinguish and become the master of.
At that moment, I felt I had a huge awareness of myself, and sorrow, and desire to not be that. When I wrote her, I felt genuine (unlike more flacid attempts at gaining supply from previous relationships, "just checking in."). I suddenly had real, profound regret.
But, even
then... I now know I was merely supply gathering. I just wanted her to make the journey I found myself on
stop. To tell me "it's enough." I hadn't understood anything except scratching the surface. A lot of air leaked out of the gasbag. I didn't know I had one.
I still viewed her as an object to make it stop.So, even in
that reality, my feelings were heavily (at their core)
about me. As much as I would have argued with that statement, proven with tears I'm genuine, at my core I was genuinely concerned for myself. For my loss of esteem (being what I realized I was. For not being who I thought I was.).
It's just the same stuff. It simply became a matter of global starvation, not simply needing a supply snack.
So, imagine how tiny the grain of genuine love or emotion would be prior to that shattering event? At that time, I could have told you I stepped aside to let my ex choose what she wanted. How I sacrificed myself for her interests. I would have been convinced everything I did was about her.
I'm telling you,
demonic possession is not that far off as a description. How far out of touch I was, is amazing.
The inner-narrative was
that believable. I didn't need supply (to hear my echo) to believe it. However, when everything shattered I needed truckloads of supply. I continued to for over a year (even now, I don't always know).
Katie35 wrote:There's a lot of jargon/ language around the discussion of these personality issues and I wonder if it isn't a bit more complicated than that.
It's complicated in the way you may not want it to be. It really is complicated inside.
It's not complicated in the way I said above about the SNL parody. Ns can make it more complicated when all they need to do is realize: I'm just not that special. (But, then the inner complication remains. The narcissistic injury they have to work through. The shame they have to feel as they give up false pride.).
Katie35 wrote:I remember a young patient of my mum who was aspergers doted on a secret hamster she kept in the unit.
I get a cricket or two in the house and they'll hang out with me. I just step around them, and try not to startle them jump. I don't dote on them. But, sometimes I feel like they know I'm cool and they don't mind sitting nearby.
I imagine them going home, "you know those giants? I sat with one! No kidding! His foot came down next to me, and I swear to God, you're not going to believe me, but I think it was intentional. Like, he liked me! And then he'd smoke this stuff, and I'd just sit on the couch with him and see the universe!"
And all his friends think someone sprayed him with pesticide again. "He's delusional."