Thursday, July 14, 2016

The Next Step in the Journey

         Transitioning back home has been quite a difficult experience. The major difficulties have been adjusting to being around kids, both mine and others, and finding the balance between self care, going out and staying home and being with people. Oh ya, then there's the whole finding a treatment team around here.

     Rogers helped me a bit, but the names they gave me either didn't take my insurance or it wasn't a good fit, then there is the inevitable waiting time before a therapist even had an opening in there schedule to see me.  Finding a therapist is difficult. In 60 to 90 minutes I'm trying to figure out if I can trust this person to let them into the deepest places in my world because this person can either really help me or hurt me. Through the interview/therapy session there are a bunch of questions and after processing both in my head and with Aaron sometimes conclusions aren't easy to make and take another visit.  

     My individual therapist was much more difficult to find than our marriage counselor. Our marriage therapist was the second we talked to and she was refereed to us by the first person we spoke to. The first person was humble enough to say that she thought a different therapist would be able to help us more than she could but she was willing to work with us if that's what we wanted.  This impressed me so much and I had already exhausted the choices Rogers had given me I went to her to she if she'd be a good fit. We've found that she's working out really well for us, at least thus far. It takes a little while to get to know each other and to be vulnerable.

     I have good days and I have I have horribly dreadful days and I really need the help now.  It takes time to built a relationship with anybody and this is no different, but things aren't just at the beginning stages of depression, I'm coming down from a high level of care and still need a fairly high level. Starting with a new therapist isn't ideal at this point but I really needed to start seeing someone in town.  I've ended up back at the therapist that referred me to the marriage therapist.  Her specialty is PTSD using EMDR.  She is learning about the exposure process from me.  My exposures at this point are social exposures and it helps that I sorta have an idea of what my limits are, like not going into a store or place with people is 3 days.  I'm still not being very vulnerable though, in one session I had several 'minor' panic attacks but didn't let her know that any of them were happening and after telling her at the end of session she told me that she had no clue they had happened.

     So for now, the nightmares, headaches, agoraphobia, and irrational fears have all increased . The disruption in the routine and all the changes have all my PTSD going off like crazy, especially the all or nothing thinking.  But then I have a good morning or even a good day so maybe I'll allow there to be some hope?  I still have a really long journey in front of me and it is still crazy hard but the glimpses of what I think normal is, like going into Sears and buying a chainsaw without freaking out, and without panic. I would have never thought that was possible without panic. Then there was going through the drive-thru lane at the pharmacy and having to speak to a new pharmacist and have a panic attack. 

However, there was yesterday the park. Splash pad, tire swing, friends and a warm day meant playing with the kids, getting wet and having fun, and just having fun.  I'll take it, and appreciate the day the best I know how and see what today brings.

Today I'm taking a (what seems like to me) a huge risk and bringing in my stuff from the past year of treatment.  It's the 'easiest' way to communicate a ton of information for her to hopefully get a jump start of learning me. It's scary to be vulnerable like this but in some ways easier because I don't have to actually say the words. I hope it goes well.