Saturday, October 18, 2014
This last week has been a very difficult week. I was sick for much of the week with
what seems to be a very bad respiratory infection. Despite diligent self-care it seemed whatever I fell ill
with was determined to malinger much like a guest who has long ago overstayed
his welcome.
If there is something positive to be found in this last week
I suppose it would be the fact that my recent illness makes it easier to
acknowledge the fact that I could identify with the sixth of six phenomena that
may be construed to be indicators of something called ‘Complex PTSD’. I began writing about these criteria
this past Monday. The sixth
criteria (all six can be found here at this webpage) relates to what is called
an individual’s ‘system of meanings’.
People who have suffered extensive trauma may struggle with persistent
feelings of hopelessness and despair.
Maintaining a faith in the potential for a healthy and rewarding future
life may prove very difficult for individuals impacted by severe trauma.
It was a few months after I first entered therapy in June,
2013 that I began to notice I was increasingly developing deeper insight into
myself. During a class offered
through Pathways Health Crisis Resource Center I had the unexpected experience
of gaining sharp clarity as to why being around a lot of illness can easily
distress me. I later wrote about
it in a blog entry which can be found here. What I essentially appreciated on that day approximately one
year ago was the significant toll that being around so much illness and
dysfunction had taken on me. I
speak here specifically of the illness and dysfunction I was exposed to (and
unable to escape) while a child.
Children are indeed impressionable beings. Frequently exposing children to
illness, domestic violence, chaos and the like can unfortunately result in
serious long-term consequences.
Last month I profiled the work of Canadian physician Gabor Mate. From what I know of his own
professional work I believe I can correctly assert that he places a strong
emphasis on the primacy of childhood development in the future trajectory of
people’s lives (in other words their prospects for health, success, happiness
and the like) once they reach adulthood.
My own illness this last week made me once again aware of
the deep wound within me that resulted from being an immediate witness (and in
some cases unwitting recipient) of so much illness, violence, deceit and
stoicism as a kid. When children
are regularly immersed in stressful circumstances for an extended period of time
I believe it quite possible that they may later go on to develop Post Traumatic
Stress Disorder. And in cases of
severe trauma I believe it quite possible that they could exhibit what Dr.
Judith Herman might be inclined to describe as ‘Complex PTSD’.
When I sit still and survey my own interior life I can sense
the deep sorrow I felt throughout protracted periods of my childhood. It is a very sad thing when a child
experiences despair long before he learns the word itself. Despair is something that can be borne
of any number of unfortunate experiences.
Witnessing your own parents engaged in a highly dysfunctional
relationship that ultimately ends in divorce is but one way that a child can
come to feel deeply traumatized.
Witnessing a parent descend
into the abyss of serious mental illness (and being all the while completely
unable to do anything about it) is another means by which a child can be
traumatized. I, unfortunately,
experienced both of these scenarios.
And I experienced both of them before the age of nine.
As time has passed and I have continued the journey of
therapy over the course of sixteen months I have excavated some very deep
feelings and thoughts I had as a kid.
I can now recall how I genuinely did not believe I would live to the age
of nine years of age. This
is a very unfortunate thought for any child to ever think. Such thoughts, held and reinforced over
a long period of time, can ultimately cause significant harm to a person’s
worldview later in life. It would
thus not be surprising that some highly traumatized people would feel almost
haunted by despair.
Throughout my own life I too often felt as if I had to fight
for my very survival. More
recently I have begun to feel I am beginning to finally transcend the deep harm
done to my psyche by what I endured in my earliest years of life. My recovery has been a prize I have
worked very diligently to achieve.
And now, sixteen months after the voyage began, I can confidently say I
am beginning to reap the rewards of my diligence.
And yet the deeper harm of extensive trauma can be difficult
to ascertain. We can unfortunately
unconsciously carry attitudes about our own selves and the world around with us
long after they are no longer suitable to the lives we are living. In the last week it has been very easy
for one of my core beliefs about the world at large to surface. That belief can be expressed as
follows: ‘People are unreliable’.
This belief is a huge overgeneralization that could cause me
immense harm if I continue to carry it around with me the remainder of my
life. I sense that I first created
this thought as a child at a time when I was almost completely unconscious of
what I was doing. Now, decades
later, it does not serve me to harbor this thought as I go about living my
life. If I held this thought to be
really true each and every day of my life I would find it very difficult to
engage in the world as a social being.
If it were really true that all people are always and everywhere
unreliable then what would inspire me to get out of bed in the morning and meet
and engage with other human beings?
The simple answer is that I wouldn’t!
The bottom line is that healing is sometimes a laborious
process that demands much of us.
Healing deep trauma is not for the faint of heart. I have learned this throughout my own
life journey.
My life is so much better than it was sixteen months
ago. I am finally beginning to
calm down and truly believe I can still manifest the grandest dreams of my
life. The journey to realizing my
dreams might not always be easy.
But one choice I can make to pave my path is to refuse to engage in
black and white (also known as all or nothing) thinking. There will inevitably be days and even
weeks, months and, yes, even years when nothing goes very well. This is not surprising. But to cease to try is to not even
allow yourself to really live.
Do I, on this day, feel a deep despair or hopelessness
inside my being? I can thankfully say I do not. Do I feel weary and frustrated recently? Yes I do. But I will not give up. I have labored too diligently to stop short now. I believe I can still have a rewarding life
full of good health, love, prosperity and professional success.
If you are reading this and you believe someone you love has
been (or is being affected by) affected by a traumatic event I encourage you to
educate yourself on the behavioral signs of trauma and reach out in a gesture
of support. Sometimes just one
person can make a huge difference in the life of another individual.
Post Script
Fifty Day Challenge, Day #23
- I completed writing this segment on the topic of Complex PTSD
- I did my best to be patient with the time needed to recovery from a bad respiratory infection
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