Stellata
24-09-2008, 04:16 PM
How do you manage to balance not identifying yourself with your illness, with accepting your symptoms and struggles?
Even more so, how do you manage to dis-identify yourself with a medical diagnosis, when the very symptoms went ignored and dismissed for the first 30 years of your life?
I'm trying to come to terms with the conflict of getting adjustments at work because my medical diagnosis - recurrent/long standing treatment resistant depression - means I am classified disabled.... and trying to accept myself as moving towards being a healthy human being.
The complication is my dissociative split - certain situations stir the depression, not all of me is depressed, and not all of me is borderline.
Agh. It confuses people. I'm sure.
I mean, I can understand and see and contain the essence of my difficulties. I can see how I'm a human being with fragile parts, as it were, rather than simply 'a depressed person', or, rather 'a burden on the world'.
I'm struggling with trying to be more generous, but I have this godamned wall up that is so hard to budge. I want to let people in, give and recieve, connect. But. Ugh. It's hard when I feel so... worthless.
Does this make sense?
Mental health disability is my ticket to guidance and support and safety at work, but it comes with the price of feeding the 'I'm a victim and they will look after me as long as I'm ill.' mindset.
The support at work should help me develop my skills and talents within a safe structure that helps me manage my illness safely, right?
I am Katie, who has been hurt a lot, and who wants life desperately, but is frightened of it.
I'm intelligent, I'm trustworthy, I just don't have a very well developed emotional 'skin'.
Can anyone help me untangle this?
Even more so, how do you manage to dis-identify yourself with a medical diagnosis, when the very symptoms went ignored and dismissed for the first 30 years of your life?
I'm trying to come to terms with the conflict of getting adjustments at work because my medical diagnosis - recurrent/long standing treatment resistant depression - means I am classified disabled.... and trying to accept myself as moving towards being a healthy human being.
The complication is my dissociative split - certain situations stir the depression, not all of me is depressed, and not all of me is borderline.
Agh. It confuses people. I'm sure.
I mean, I can understand and see and contain the essence of my difficulties. I can see how I'm a human being with fragile parts, as it were, rather than simply 'a depressed person', or, rather 'a burden on the world'.
I'm struggling with trying to be more generous, but I have this godamned wall up that is so hard to budge. I want to let people in, give and recieve, connect. But. Ugh. It's hard when I feel so... worthless.
Does this make sense?
Mental health disability is my ticket to guidance and support and safety at work, but it comes with the price of feeding the 'I'm a victim and they will look after me as long as I'm ill.' mindset.
The support at work should help me develop my skills and talents within a safe structure that helps me manage my illness safely, right?
I am Katie, who has been hurt a lot, and who wants life desperately, but is frightened of it.
I'm intelligent, I'm trustworthy, I just don't have a very well developed emotional 'skin'.
Can anyone help me untangle this?