Today has been a weird day. I didn't get much good sleep so kind of tired. I was actually on time for a therapy appointment. That doesn't happen. I enjoy my therapy sessions but I am also beginning to dread them to a small degree.
We are working on dialectical behavioral therapy (DBT) skills at the moment. Currently working on mindfulness. I know I need to learn and practice these skills, but I just don't want to. Rationally it's the right move and beneficial as all heck, but something inside me recoils in horror. I am visibly uncomfortable being put on the spot talking about this stuff. I can't seem to do any practice outside of session.
We worked through an exercise and I nearly started to panic about 2/3 of the way through. I felt like I was failing at it and my brain (and body) just ran with that. I don't like failing or even the remotest possibility of it. I have such impossibly high standards for myself that any failure is magnified to the point of me just feeling like a complete and general failure and a waste. This leads to the anger and shame cycle starting. Some days I wonder if I'll ever move past this. I honestly doubt my strength in this regard. Dealing with depression and sorrow, pile it on I'm ->-bleeped-<- Atlas, but to learn to accept myself and continue to expose myself to this discomfort? I am as weak as an infant.
It's not unusual to walk away from a session in a decidedly "off" mood. Examining this mood is tough because there is a lot going on. I've been fighting to keep it above neutral, but slowly losing that fight. I don't want to wallow in this or be miserable (for once). I want to talk to someone both for the distraction and to spew out my thoughts, but then I realize I have no friends. Everyone I could talk to is at work right now. Also, I don't feel like anyone actually wants to hear me whine, mope, and use them as a sounding board for my own thoughts. In reality, i want validation that any of this makes sense. I feel hollow right now as my sense of worth has been challenged. It's odd to realize how fragile I really am. Like Achilles, I am nigh impervious except for a fatal flaw.
Other stuff has happened and I would like to update, but can't muster the motivation at the moment.
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