Listening to your dreams

Not the ‘hearts desire’ kind, the ‘strange stuff your brain gets up to while you’re sleeping’ kind. Although, the overlap of these two rather different concepts with the one word really interests me. In our group Bridges last week we talked about this. There’s a whole fascinating and complicated science to dreams, how they work, when they occur, why some people remember them and some don’t and all sorts of interesting things. But that’s not what I’m going to get into here. As someone with PSTD, dreams and nightmares are a big part of my world. I’m one of those highly creative types who dream furiously, frequently, in colour, and have some control in my dreams. (which doesn’t stop awful things happening – kind of like life) I’m also a highly traumatised person whose subconscious at times seems to be a swamp full of pain and misery, and nightly immersions can be distressing and exhausting. So doctors are often very surprised when I say that were there a medication that could stop all my dreams, I wouldn’t want to take it.

This isn’t masochistic, it’s because my dreams are an important source of information about how I’m travelling. For someone who’s severely dissociative, I am so accustomed to numbing and walling myself off that I can be in quite serious trouble and not notice until I collapse. My dreams are a nightly consultation with my mind in which the truth of how I’m going is revealed. For a few hours I sit in a theatre and watch  my inner world play out upon the stage. I need the information to make good choices in my life.

I’m not a huge fan of interpreting dreams, I think taking them literally and getting hung up details or thinking they are predictive is misguided. It can be kind of fun to read other people’s ideas about what things mean in dreams, but in my experience, people’s personal internal symbolism can be highly specific and unique. Not all dreams are in any way useful. I don’t rely on my dreams to the exclusion of all other sources of information, it’s just one more way to collect data on myself and see how I’m doing and what I need.

When I dream of being hunted I know I’m feeling afraid and overwhelmed. I need to retreat to safe territory, perhaps spend a day at home or cut down on some of my activity for a little while. When I dream of reuniting with people who once loved me I know I’m grieving and lonely. I need to give myself time to hurt and look for a chance to connect socially. When I dream of torture I’ve learned that means I’m under intense stress and at high risk – even if I don’t feel like I am. I use this awareness to help me look after myself better. Dreams can be a way of gauging how you’re going inside, and of helping information to cross dissociative barriers.

There’s another reason I wouldn’t want to stop dreaming. As someone with a severe dissociative disorder, I’m well aware of what walling off your pain can do. I know the weird disjointed feeling of surface calm while deep inside the screaming wont stop. I don’t want to forget I have nightmares. I want to calm my pain so I don’t have so many. As a child I valued my dreams deeply. No matter what happened during the day, at night I was free from the world. I traveled my imagination like an astronaut in space. It was something that couldn’t be taken away from me.

For multiples, dreams can serve as an even more important source of information – communication between parts. Again, this isn’t universal so try not to feel stressed if you don’t work like this. But if you are a multiple it may be worth considering paying some attention to your dreams if you recall them. Some people find that different parts have their own dreams. Some people find that dreams are how deeply buried parts who never come out communicate their fears and desires. It can be a way of system mapping and learning what other parts of you feel and need. You may be able to open a channel of internal communication by letting your system know that you’re paying attention. Try staying in bed in the morning for a moment to reflect on your dreams. If you don’t think about them in the first moments of waking they tend to fade away. Perhaps your dreams will help you listen to yourself and hear an uncensored reply. Or perhaps not. People are funny that way.

I talked at Parliament House

Earlier this year I was invited to go to Parliament House with a small group of people, talking to a committee who were part of an Inquiry into Mental Health and Workforce Participation. I shared my personal struggles with trying to engage higher education and work once I’d become unwell. Afterwards, myself and another Peer Worker who’d attended, Lisa, sat down and wrote an article about the experience for the MIFSA newsletter. You can read it here. (various of the projects I’ve been involved in are mentioned in that newsletter, you can read about them or see some of my artwork on pages 1, 5 , 6, 11, and 12)

It was an exciting opportunity to be able to say what hadn’t worked, what the obstacles to education and employment for me have been, and to suggest things that would help me to overcome these obstacles. My story was picked up by the Sydney Morning Herald, who wrote this article. That was quite confronting and left me feeling a bit wobbly and exposed. I was pleased however that it seems the way I’d framed my experiences and the words I’d chosen had impact and meaning. We also wrote a follow up letter to better address some of the great questions we were asked. This is what I shared:

I’ve had a long difficult road trying to continue my education and gain employment. At times it has been so demoralising and discouraging I’ve been at a loss to work out how it was ever going to happen. The chronic stress of seeking work and not being able to gain it was extremely debilitating. I’ve also struggled to remain engaged with university and each time I’ve been forced to withdraw the blow to my confidence has been major and taken a lot to get over.

I became very unwell in the first year of university and all my plans fell apart. I was unable to stay at uni, dealing with severe undiagnosed physical illness and mental illness. Without a diagnosis or support for my condition I was required to look for work. I spent about a year actively job hunting and was turned down for everything. The change in my hopes, from having an excellent academic record and sights set on postgraduate work, to applying for jobs pushing trolleys and being knocked back was devastating. My self worth plummeted. My academic successes so far actually played against me in the job market, at the one job interview I secured I was told they had no intention of putting the time in to train someone who would only be off to university in a year or two anyway. I promised I wouldn’t, at that time uni seemed as unattainable as the moon, but it made no difference. Trying to downplay my academic focus in my resume left me with very little to show my work ethic and good character. I started a small home business that failed, and then a second that never got off the ground. My health spiralled and my world collapsed.

Later I reset my sights on uni and tried to get back to my original plan. The support for someone in my situation was completely inadequate and I struggled terribly. Major health problems or life crises constantly interrupted my efforts. On one occasion I had to pull out of my course because I was hospitalised with chronic appendicitis, complicated by medication allergy reactions. On another I found myself homeless a week before the exams. Each time I was forced to withdraw again the sense of failure and hopelessness was overwhelming. Finally I decided this approach was futile and setting me up to fail. I changed gears again.

The years passed and the gap in my resume became larger and larger, with nothing to show for the phenomenal amount of work I was doing just to survive. It hurt so badly to be left behind, to watch my peers complete their degrees and gain work. I felt totally derailed, I’d not just fallen off the tracks but over a cliff, and all my planning and work wasn’t enough to get me back on that track again. I watched other people’s lives from a distance, with pain, humiliation, and desperate envy.

I decided to seek volunteer work as a pathway back to improving my resume, building my confidence, and allowing me to feel useful and connected to my community again. To my surprise, I was consistently knocked back by organisations who didn’t see me as someone with anything to offer. The few who were happy to have me had rigid requirements I couldn’t meet with my health problems, such as minimum 6 hour shifts on my feet. I could donate money but not help out in any practical way.

A couple of things finally changed for me. I found MIFSA, who were happy to have me volunteer in various capacities. I decided that getting back into education needed to be tackled in very small steps, and started to work on  my goal by taking up short courses with the WEA. Lastly, the idea of Peer Work was introduced so that people like myself, who are highly skilled but short on academic credentials could actually use our hard-won experience. My resume is a lot fatter, I’ve been making connections, building networks and finding out about events and training opportunities. I’m spending time now with people who think I have potential, and who also get how debilitating my invisible disabilities are. I’m finally starting to glimpse a future where someone like me, with both my strengths and limitations, has a place.

It shouldn’t have been this hard.

Handling ‘hot’ material

Emotionally ‘hot’ material, like trauma memories, grief, or the intense feelings associated with a relationship breakup for example can be very difficult to handle.

When you’re dealing with something like this it’s easy to become exhausted and overwhelmed, whether that’s from the stress of such strong feelings, or from the effort of trying to suppress them. It’s a tough time and I’ve found a really simple idea that has helped me not to wear out so quickly.

When I was a kid, I came home one day from school and didn’t notice that our little dog wasn’t there. I played away the evening until my Dad came home from work, when the neighbours handed him a shoe box with our dead dog in it. She’d got out onto the road and been hit by a car. I was devastated, even more so because I’d failed to notice she wasn’t there, and had been playing and enjoying myself while our adorable faithful little dog was lying dead in a shoe box. I felt like the worst pet owner in the world, and in that unhelpful way kids often do, I concluded that the whole event was my fault. I felt terribly guilty and miserable. So for the next while, I concentrated on making myself feel as bad as I possibly could. I cried until I ran out of tears. Any time I caught myself feeling happy, laughing about something or having fun, I brought up memories of my dog and how disloyal I had been until I cried myself out again.

Around this time my Nan also died, and I used a similar approach. I tried to prove how much I had loved her by grieving intensely without any relief and by punishing myself whenever I lapsed. I did not have a good year. I held onto my ‘hot’ material permanently, scorching myself deeply and remaining flooded with distress.

I’ve noticed over the years that people are often polarised in how they handle their own hot material, some people flood, like I was doing. Other people wall it all out and ignore it long past the point it needed some attention. Finding any kind of balance is really hard.

A few years ago I had another experience with grief, this time losing my beloved Grandma. It was a difficult time for many reasons and I was under a lot of pressure trying to hold everything together. I was watching my mental illness warning signs increase and my symptoms become less and less manageable. I was really concerned that I was going to collapse under the strain. So I set up a night time ritual that I still follow today. I arranged to borrow some Terry Pratchett books, which for those of you unfamiliar with the Discworld, are brilliant, funny and irreverent. Every night in bed I made time to read some. No matter how sad or overwhelming or painful the day had been, I gave myself permission to take a break every night and even have a good laugh. I didn’t force myself to grieve all the time, and I didn’t let the warped thinking that having a giggle somehow proved I hadn’t really loved Grandma stop me from looking after myself. I was quite stunned at how much difference this little bit of time out made to my ability to endure a very difficult situation.

I’ve found that the best way I handle hot material is to ‘pick it up and put it down’ on a regular basis. I have a tendency to carry it around with me all the time, and this exhausts me. I use this for mental illness and other hot topics too, sometimes I’ll read about trauma, or be writing a lot about my situation and feelings. Then I put it all down and spend a day in the garden, just being a person. For that day I don’t have a mental illness or a trauma history, I’m just enjoying the weather and tending my roses. Later on I’ll pick it up again for awhile. I have to work on letting the process take time, or I get trapped in a mentality that says ‘I’ll have a life once I’ve finished sorting this out’, hoping to work through it really fast and then enjoy myself. This doesn’t work well because without getting some rest and nourishment, I run out of ability to keep going. I’ve also watched other people who have more trouble with picking their stuff up in the first place, who run like mad from it and exhaust themselves trying to escape it when taking an hour to do some journaling, cry on a friend’s shoulder or read up a bit about their condition would take a lot of the pressure off and give them some breathing room. So, if you’re struggling to cope with hot material, try picking it up and putting it down and see if that helps you get through it.

Introducing Posttraumatic Stress Disorder

Posttraumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD) is a mental illness within the anxiety category in the DSM IV. It has been said to sit on an intersection between anxiety and dissociation because both these issues feature strongly in the symptoms. PTSD is only ever diagnosed following a traumatic event of some kind. It is a trauma origin mental illness, that is, a mental illness that occurs following some kind of trauma.

What exactly is a trauma? There’s a lot of different opinions about this. For awhile, a traumatic event was defined as one that you wouldn’t ordinarily expect to encounter in your life. Some people have tried to write definitive lists of things that count as trauma. Other people have made the idea of trauma so broad that every person on the planet would count as being chronically traumatized! Trauma isn’t all that easy to pin down as an idea.

Here’s how I see it – we all have stories, and we all have pain. We’ve all got losses, regrets, challenges. Trauma is different from these things and affects us differently. Traumatic events evoke intense feelings such as terror, helplessness and horror. They can profoundly alter our perspective of the world in a few moments. Traumatic events may involve things happening to us – such as being in a terrible car accident, or things being threatened to be done to us, such as being robbed at gun point. Traumatic events may also involve situations where things happened or harm was threatened to other people, such as seeing someone die.

There’s a common misconception that if something wasn’t done directly to you, or if something was only threatened, then it doesn’t do as much harm. If the situation was one where intense feelings were created and the person knew they were trapped and couldn’t escape, then the effect and the distress sadly is much the same, often with the additional shame for reacting so strongly when “nothing really happened to me”. This issue touches on an important concern when talking about trauma. Humans like to categorize and rank things, and trauma is not easy to do this with. People do react differently to similar circumstances. There’s also a risk of misinterpreting symptoms as being proof of emotional pain. Someone does not have to develop a mental illness in the wake of a traumatic event to ‘prove’ that it was terribly and deeply affected them! Mental illness is not shorthand for describing an experience as appalling.

There is a clear link between the severity and the duration of the trauma and the kind of harm people are left with. For example, soldiers who experience combat with more intense fighting and for longer periods of time are more likely to develop issues such as PTSD than soldiers who experience less duration and intensity of fighting. This is called a ‘dose response’ curve – the greater the ‘dose’ of trauma, the higher the ‘response’- developing PTSD.

More is at play in the development of PTSD than the trauma however. Most people who experience a trauma do not develop PTSD. There are a number of other risk factors that make people more vulnerable to developing PTSD. These are the kinds of things that damage our ability to be emotionally resilient, such as poverty, having few friends or social supports, already struggling with other mental illnesses, being young, and already having come through other traumas. PTSD may also involve certain genetic vulnerabilities that make it difficult to keep fear reactions appropriate. So, a number of different things collide to form PTSD. While we all have our breaking point, some of us have fewer supports and are more vulnerable than others.

For a diagnosis of PTSD to be made, a trauma must be identified, severe symptoms must be present, and they must persist for longer than 1 month. In the immediate aftermath of a trauma, deeply disturbed or distressed people may be diagnosed with an Acute Stress Reaction instead. PTSD does not always start immediately following the trauma, it may be a delayed reaction that starts months or years later, sometimes (but not always) in response to a trigger of some kind that brings back feelings of the initial trauma. The symptoms of PTSD fall into three categories, called hyperarousal, intrustion, and constriction. (they are listed in a slightly different order in the DSM but I find this way of grouping them easier to understand – taken from Judith Herman’s Trauma and Recovery)

Hyperarousal
These are symptoms that stem from a person being on ‘high alert’ all the time. It’s as if they are always scanning their environment for danger, it’s suddenly impossible to settle and relax. This hyperarousal may present as trouble sleeping, because to sleep is to turn off and relax, and trust that nothing terrible will happen if you do. So many people with PTSD have trouble falling or staying asleep, and may sleep very lightly, easily waking because of normal night sounds. Another common symptom of hyperarousal is called hypervigilence, where people see danger everywhere and are suddenly alert to things like needing to be near exits, or not being comfortable around people who appear bigger or stronger than they are. An exaggerated startle response is also common, this means reacting very strongly to anything unexpected. Someone may scream if a door slams unexpectedly for example. Most of us will have heard of Vietnam Vets falling to the floor in response to a car backfiring. This can also make it difficult to tune out ordinary things in our environment such as the sound of a tap dripping. When someone is experiencing hyperarousal their brain is like a stressed out cat, leaping into the air every time anything happens, even when the person knows nothing dangerous is happening. They can become very sensitive and easily upset. Being on the alert all the time like this is very exhausting, and people often become irritable and have a short fuse.

Intrusion
This refers to different ways people relive aspects of the trauma. People experiencing intrusion can’t ‘move on’ because memories and feelings keep interrupting their lives with such intensity it’s as if the trauma is happening again. Emotions are involved with how we remember things. Strong emotions create different kinds of memories to the every day. That’s why we can clearly remember our best friend’s wedding day ten years ago but not be sure what we had for dinner two nights ago. In the case of trauma, the intense emotions burn those memories into us, while at the same time often triggering massive dissociation as we try to protect ourselves from the overwhelming feelings. So the intrusion of the trauma can take different forms and is often fragmented and broken up. People may have flashbacks when they encounter something that reminds them of the trauma, a smell, a sound, a location. These flashbacks may be like reliving the whole experience, or more commonly, may be very fragmented, perhaps sudden intense fear, or flashes of visual images of the trauma, or sudden body memories.

Another common way intrusion affects people with PTSD is through nightmares. These can be chronic, intensely distressing, and repetitive. They can involve exact memories so the person feels like they are back in the trauma. They can seem like a broken record, bringing up the most distressing memories over and over as if the mind is stuck on them. They can also be less linked to the specific trauma but play out deep fears by ‘imagining’ other terrible things that could happen that invoke the same feelings of being helpless and trapped. Another way that the trauma intrudes is through behaviour, by involuntarily reliving the trauma. Traumatized children may re-enact events in their games or art or writing. People may also inadvertently create the same circumstances in their lives, which seems to be driven by both a desire to prove the trauma didn’t harm them, and a need to make it somehow turn out better this time around. Like many symptoms of PTSD, this can be baffling to other people!

Constriction
These symptoms don’t get as much press as the first two, because they are less dramatic in nature than nightmares or hypervigilence. Issues with constriction may also persist longer, and go unnoticed because they are subtle. However, they can be very destructive to quality of life. Many of these symptoms are dissociative, such as traumatic amnesia, where people can’t remember hours or even months around the traumatic event, despite also reliving fragments of it. Another is emotional numbing. Many people with PTSD alternate intense negative feelings with feeling flat, numb, and cut off from their feelings. They may go for long periods of time without being able to feel certain emotions at all. It can be difficult to understand that intense distress and numbness can happen at the same time. One way I describe my own experience is that it’s like someone’s screaming in another room. The terror and horror are still happening, but I can’t feel them any more, I’m just distantly aware of them. People with PTSD may feel disconnected from their relationships and may seem distant, irritable and distracted.

Avoidance is another symptom of constriction, where people try to manage their chronic fear by avoiding everything that triggers it. They may avoid speaking about the trauma, or doing anything that may trigger fear or memories. Sometimes people are aware of their avoidance, but it can also operate on a subconscious level. In my life I’ve often found that I’ve inadvertently made choices that lead to terrible isolation without being aware I was doing this. When I’m stressed, I become nocturnal, which is a very effective way of distancing me from life. Constriction also limits the way people think about the future. It can be difficult to imagine having a future, and people with PTSD may show a lack of motivation and ability to plan.

PTSD is also commonly associated with psychosomatic symptoms and chronic suicidal thoughts or feelings. It’s common for people who have PTSD to also have other related issues such as drug or alcohol problems, other anxiety or mood disorders, or other dissociative conditions. This is partly just the way our medical model categories this kind of intense distress. It’s so common for people with DID to also have PTSD that it’s been suggested that DID may actually be PTSD in a more severe form. People who have PTSD can seem to be stuck and often struggle with symptoms that frustrate the people around them. It’s important to realise they are deeply frustrating for the person experiencing them too! I will post another time about some suggestions of how to best respond to someone after a trauma.

There is currently debate about creating a new diagnosis related to PTSD, possibly to be called complex-PTSD. This is because the type and severity of symptoms experienced by people who’ve endured chronic ongoing trauma is a little different to PTSD, often including the kinds of symptoms that people with Borderline Personality Disorder experience. For example, people who were prisoners of war for many years, or people who were repeatedly sexual abused throughout childhood often struggle with severe dissociative symptoms, distortions of personality, chronic shame and self harm issues, and significant psychosomatic problems.

If you are looking for more in depth information about PTSD and recovering from it, I highly recommend the book Trauma and Recovery by Judith Herman. I was diagnosed with PTSD when I was fifteen, and at the time I had no idea what was happening to me. I wasn’t offered any information or treatment, and when I came across this book a few years later, so much made sense and I finally had hope that things could get better for me. It’s unfortunately been a long road, but knowing what was happening and what I needed to heal has made a lot of difference for me.

Multiplicity – Mapping your system

In Bridges this week we talked about how to start the process of working out what was going on if you are a multiple. This can be a challenging process for a number of reasons. The biggest is simply that most people coming to grips with this situation find the discovery they are sharing their life with other parts very confronting. Denial can slow down the process of learning more about yourself, and so can the emotional shock of making these kinds of discoveries. Multiplicity is a very individual construct, it develops out of an intersection of two entirely unique factors – the environment the person was in as a child, with the specific challenges that posed, and the unique personality and skill sets the child possessed. The result is rather like the formation of a snowflake – no two are alike!

In all the literature I’ve read, I’ve come across three basic ways that multiples tend to learn more about themselves, more specific than the general ideas for building self awareness. ‘System mapping’ refers to learning what parts are in your system. (please translate to your preferred language – inner family, tribe etc.) Method one is to gather information internally. You might ask inside for parts to identify themselves. This is a great approach if your system tends to talk internally and you hear their voices. You may not even need to ask, you may have known for years that there’s an older male voice and a little girls’ voice and a harsh angry voice. You can start to note down the details you have and add in information as you collect it. I do recommend finding a safe place to note down your system map, considering that the information is very emotionally charged and you are prone to dissociation, it’s likely you’ll have difficulty remembering it.

You might start off with only a tiny bit of information and then add to it as your dialogue grows – the older male voice may tell you he hates reading, he’s close to your brother, and his favourite food is hot Indian curry. You can start to build more complete profiles of who’s in your system and what skills they have. Skill sets can be useful to identify as it’s common to have them broken up and distributed among a system. Someone may have financial skills, another is very nurturing and parental, someone else loves boats… Identifying the roles parts have played can also help in understanding how you all work. Sometimes there’s parts who don’t seem to have any skills, or who seem really depressed and overwhelmed. These parts are often still playing vital roles within the system (although they may not feel that way), they may be preserving characteristics such as hope or innocence, or they may be containing distress, feeling shame, misery, or despair to protect the other members of the system from those experiences. Some people find their parts communicate through dreams, so listening to your dreams can also be a way of learning about them.

A second way of starting a system map is to gather information externally. I’ve read of people starting a journal and inviting all their parts to introduce themselves in it. I’ve also come across people tacking a piece of paper to their door or having a whiteboard on which is written ‘Who are you?’ so that as different parts come out, they add whatever details they know and are comfortable with sharing to the list. Some systems have parts who already have names for themselves. Some have parts where 7 all thought they were ‘Kylie’ and are all startled to discover the other 6. Some choose to name themselves once they understand they are multiple. Some identify themselves by a role such as ‘the driver’ or a title, such as ‘the sad one’. Some, especially younger parts, get confused or play games and use more than one name. Some refuse to use names at all. It can take a while to work everything out!

Different parts in a system may have different levels of awareness, or co-consciousness, of each other. So, for example, imagine a system with three parts, Mary, Sally and Greg. Mary may not be aware of either of the others, Sally may only be aware of Mary, and Greg may be aware of them both. Sometimes a useful strategy is to ask everyone in the system to write down who they are aware of and what they know about the system, and then start combining all the individual maps to create a master map. Sometimes there’s one member of a system who keeps track of everyone and once they are happy to share their knowledge, you have a good idea of what is going on for you. Another way to try and start the process of system mapping externally is to construct a timeline and try to identify who turned up at what age. It’s not uncommon for new parts to turn up to manage a new challenge or environment, such as starting school, and that can be a useful way to track the development of a system. Sometimes you can chart your system using photographs or handwriting – you might not yet know which part does that really small neat handwriting, but you can pin down that they first turned up in high school, that they’re not very good academically but love to write creative stories, and that they disappeared for several years in the mid nineties. This can be a good start!

A third way to learn more about your system is from feedback from other people. Sometimes parts are unable or unwilling to engage internally or to identify themselves through the written word. You may be able to map your system by tracking responses from other people. Some people find their parts refuse to talk with them but chat with their therapist or a friend, and the therapist can start the system map or you can catch up on what’s going on for other parts with your friend. Others can deduce based on what they don’t know or remember – you never remember catching up with Holly and her friends but she thinks you’re great – sounds like you might have a hippie part. You never remember turning up to work but you get a paycheck every week and no complaints – sounds like you might have a part who’s good at sales. You bust up every relationship just after starting to get physically close to the other person but never remember doing that – sounds like you have a part who doesn’t cope well with sex. You lose hours every time you have to go past a toy store. Welcome to child parts!

Multiple systems are often geared to hide information. Multiplicity can be a great survival strategy, but if detected can actually leave someone more vulnerable to exploitation. Also, as you learn about the parts in your system, you can’t help but learn about the roles they’ve played, the memories they carry, and other information you may find painful at times. Your system may have been set up precisely to compartmentalise this material so you’re not overwhelmed by it. So try to be patient if your system is blocking all your efforts to learn about it! You might have to do a lot of coaxing and encouraging that it’s safe and you’re trustworthy.

Systems are not always static either. Some systems are highly fluid and in flux, with parts appearing and disappearing all the time. This tends to suggest a person under high stress who feels in chronic danger. System mapping in such a situation is fairly pointless, the highest need is settle the distress and restore some sense of safety and control. Some parts may move between different ages from day to day, which can make them difficult to identify at first. Some may have very strange ideas about who they are, which is often rooted in childhood beliefs about what would keep them safe, profoundly negative self concepts, or reflect spiritual beliefs. Multiplicity becomes a lot less strange seeming when you remember it was ‘built’ by a child. Try not to panic about what you discover, just like anyone else, multiples can change, grow, and adapt. It’s also not uncommon for some parts to hide away, deeply buried, and remain undetected for a long time, so try not to be too surprised or discouraged if you think you’ve worked out your whole system map and later discover an addition to the family.

Don’t feel like you have to choose just one approach to mapping your system, cobble together any information from whatever sources you have available to you. Take your time, be gentle with yourself, and good luck. 🙂

Edit: Mapping your system isn’t always a helpful approach – please see the comments for a great alternative perspective!

For more information see articles listed on Multiplicity Links, scroll through posts in the category of Multiplicity, or explore my Network The Dissociative Initiative.

The medical model

Our understanding of ‘madness’ and anguish has changed and developed over many generations. When I look at this process something that strikes me is how each framework has its own strengths and limitations, places where it was helpful and others where it was destructive. There’s also a kind of pendulum swing from polarized positions – all mental illness is caused by genetics, all mental illness is caused by trauma, until finally in many of the debates the reality has been found to be somewhere in between. Both nature and nurture shape us. Attempts to find a way to comprehend and respond to bizarre or distressing experiences seem often to originate in an attempt to move away from the destructiveness of the framework that came before. I’m not too hard on the medical model for this reason. It has strengths! One of them is the idea that madness could be understood. That it could be studied, researched, comprehended, and possibly even treated. When madness was understood as a spiritual or moral failing, people suffered. A medical approach was at the time, filled with hope.

Another thing I like about the medical model is the way it is being used to demand better resources for people with a mental illness. There is talk about a medical apartheid, where money available to support people who have diabetes or are recovering from strokes is compared to the money available to support people who have schizophrenia or postnatal depression. It IS outrageous that there is not yet the funding to develop better testing so that people with mental illnesses are not exposed to medications to which they will have an allergic reaction. It is appalling that perceptions such as ‘people with mental illnesses are never going to get better anyway’ slows the development of quality resources. I’m happy that our ideas about sanity have become much more sophisticated than the two categories of crazy and sane.

In my opinion, the medical model also has some major limitations. One of them is the inability to distinguish between illness and injury. We do not have a language to describe psychological injury in the way that we do physical injury. So for those who have been psychologically wounded by trauma, abuse or neglect, they are diagnosed with a mental illness. Our entire mental health system in some ways is predicated on the idea that there is something wrong with the victims.

Our mental health system has become a catchment for hurting people, and it tells them that there is something wrong with them because they are wounded. In my experience, people who have been mistreated react in entirely predictable ways, and develop difficulties in the areas that were damaged – such as navigating relationships, coping with intense emotions, experiencing chronic shame. There is no place in ‘abnormal psychology’ for these reactions, they are the normal reactions of human beings to these kind of circumstances, in greater or lesser degrees. For those most catastrophically wounded, so many areas of life are affected that they often receive multiple diagnoses, the labels pile up giving the impression of a case of the most hopeless overwhelming sickness and deeply discouraging the person who carries them around. We don’t do this when people have been physically wounded. As Dr Middleton, Australian psychiatrist put it:

If an individual were to be dragged out of the wreckage of a train crash and dispatched to the nearest hospital emergency department he could perhaps be diagnosed with ‘compound fractured tibia-fibular disorder’, ‘respiratory distress disorder associated with pneumothorax’, ‘hypofusion, hypotensive disorder’, ‘renal shock disorder’, ‘tachycardia’, ‘endocrine stress disorder’ or ‘post abrasian skin integrity disorder’ etc. Alternatively, such an individual could be seen as (barely) surviving a major physical trauma that impacted on all bodily systems and where particular physical defences automatically became operative from the point of trauma… We can view the survivors of emotionally deprived and severely abusive childhoods as suffering from multitudinous DSM-IV diagnostic entities: post-traumatic stress disorder (PTSD), borderline personality disorder, dissociative disorders, somatization disorder, affective disorder, drug and alcohol related disorders, sexual dysfunction etc., or we can view them as the survivors of a psychological train wreck in which no psychological system was unaffected and in which whatever psychological defences that were available were pressed into service to ensure survival.

Research suggests that while Depression can appear at random without any clear cause, people are certainly more vulnerable to it after experiencing major life stress such as the death of a family member. The trend is easy to chart – the more of these stressors, the more likely it is that someone will develop a major depressive illness. Once again, if we are dealing with situations where most people who experience a sequence of catastrophic life events will develop depression, isn’t the obvious conclusion that depression is a pretty normal and common human response to certain situations?

Then we have the issue of treating emotional pain as a medical problem. Part of what it is to be human is to be capable of being hurt. Those humans who do not ever suffer, never feel fear or sorrow or grief, we have other words for them and they not examples to be lived up to. Yet with our medical model, people in pain can only access services if they have an illness label of some kind, as though to hurt is to be sick. In crude terms, mental health becomes synonymous with being happy, and mental illness with being sad or hurt. This scares me. It is not only normal, but mentally and emotionally healthy to react to certain situations with a deep sorrow, with anguish, grief, fear, and wrenching pain. To be shattered, heartbroken, heart sick, soul sick, desolate and distraught. Happiness in the face of profound loss is not a healthy human response. But the language of mental illness makes it hard to say to someone – there is nothing wrong with you! And here, let me help.

Please don’t misunderstand me, I’m certainly not saying that all mental illnesses are a response to emotional trauma. I’m not suggesting that we leave people to tough it out alone. I’m not saying that the medical model doesn’t fit exactly some of what some people experience. But in situations where people are wounded, not sick, where their reactions are normal, although deeply distressing, and where they are made to feel that there is something wrong with them for simply being human, I’m distressed that we don’t have a language nuanced enough to capture these ideas. The medical model feels to me a little like pleading guilty in return for a chance at parole when you are innocent. People must first self identify as being ill before any care or comfort can theoretically be offered. There are only services for the sick.

Cary’s Interview

My co-worker Cary facilitates Bridges with me and we do a lot of the dissociation talks and training together. Last year she was interviewed for the Insight program on SBS, and bravely spoke a little about her experiences living with DID. The program ended up with a lot of material from many different people and sadly had to edit her interview quite short, but it was a great show and the interview is well worth a watch. She’s given me permission to link to it here. 🙂

Here’s her bio from the Insight website:

Cary has struggled with mental health issues since primary school.She has suffered psychotic episodes, depression and has been diagnosed with dissociative identity disorder, formally known as multiple personality disorder.She says young people need better services and that medication is not always the answer.

Cary is now helping other young people through the Mental Illness Fellowship of South Australia.

Watch the show here, Cary’s interview starts at 10.19 in part three if you don’t want to watch the whole program.

Caring for someone who’s suicidal

One aspect of my life I haven’t discussed much is that of a carer. That’s partly because it’s difficult to talk about without exposing information about the person I care for, which I am keen not to do to them. But it has been a very important part of my life, and something I know many of us are doing. So I thought I’d share a little about some aspects of the caring role I’ve been thinking about lately. Some folks don’t like the word carer, I understand the discomfort. There can be a kind of one-upsmanship in the terms carer and caree. The carer is the sane and responsible one and the caree is the sick one who needs all the help. Gone are terms of a mutual relationship and clear roles replace them. Some people also dislike distinguishing between those who are family and those who are the carers, others dislike having all the family suddenly called the carers, whether they play that role or not. I’m not particularly comfortable with the terminology myself, but I do know that I’m the family who’s there on a regular basis at 2am. That makes me a carer.

Terminology aside, the person I care for struggles with feeling suicidal. As is common with many mental illnesses, these issues come in episodes. Earlier this year they became so distraught for so long they tried to take their own life. Fortunately we were able to save them. Being a carer for someone who is chronically suicidal is a particular kind of anguish. I’ve given some thought to the ways I’ve managed this painful situation. Our paths are all very individual and I’m not speaking for other carers, only myself. It may be that none of these suggestions are useful to anyone but me!

The chronic fear, stress, anguish and internal conflict involved when caring for someone who’s suicidal can absolutely devour you. Emotional instability becomes normal, you swing wildly from ecstatic relief they’re alive, to horror at their pain, and fury at what this is doing to you and your family. This is physically and emotionally exhausting, and signs of burn out can appear quickly. Periods of apathy and numbness intrude, physical exhaustion and mental confusion make it harder to keep going. The person you love seems to be burning alive and with them, you burn too. For myself, I develop a really short fuse. I become very irritable with everyone around me. I can’t concentrate for long on anything. I cry at the slightest thing. I feel permanently distracted, part of my mind is always with the person I care for. I feel permanently afraid. There’s a deep sense of terror that is always with me, lurking in my chest and chewing on my bones. I try to adapt but I cannot get used to it or accept it. There’s an anguish that has had me curled up on the floor in the shower, hoping the neighbours can’t hear me scream.

So, what has helped keep me going?

There is, and I say this very carefully, an upside to living on the edge of death this way. I have been unable to take away any of the downsides. My efforts to adjust and adapt have had only the most limited success over the years. So, I hold to me every sustaining thing I can find in this experience.

The truth is that anyone we love could be about to die. The truth is that we could be the one to pass away in an accident on the drive home from the hospital. It’s just that none of us can really live with this awareness. So for those of us who are forced to – use it. Settle your grievances where you can. Say those things you will have wished you said. Not just to the person you care for, but everywhere in your life. Make your peace.

Treat yourself with great compassion. There is a tremendous grief in loving someone who has become so hurt and disillusioned that they seek death. The loss in a way, is as if they have died. Be very gentle with yourself, and give yourself time to grieve. Find ways to express the anguish, be those with other people, through art, journals, tears. The painful truth is that for some people, mental illness is a terminal disease. It does not take away from who they are or everything else they have done in life. Try to remember how you would treat them if they were going through cancer or another life threatening disease. They are not doing this to you, they are suffering with this and because you love them, you are suffering too. That is the nature of love.

Despair can be contagious. But closeness to death can also leave us awakened to our own life, and vividly aware of our own existence. There’s an urgency in me, a restlessness with meaningless routine. A desire to cast off the grey and ordinary and to taste life. Let this dance in you! Stand in sunlight, listen to rain on the roof, smell the sweetness of the apple blossoms. You hurt because you are still alive, and still value life. Don’t go down with them. Let the joy, the energy, the restlessness burn in you and give you respite from the exhaustion and numbness. Don’t wait for your loved one to come back to life, show them how. These are the moments that sustain you. We more than anyone understand how brief our lives can be, and that any day could be our last. Breathe it in deeply!

Don’t try to kill the pain. Emotions aren’t like a menu, you can’t choose the ones you want. In my experience, you feel all, strongly, mildly, or not at all. The pain is going to sit in your heart like a stone whether you feel it or not. Best to wash it out with tears and be able to feel love, joy, and peace however briefly when they come. 

Introducing Dissociation

Dissociation is not very well understood, and most people think it’s very rare. In reality, mild dissociation is so common that most of us have experienced it! Part of the trouble understanding and talking about dissociation is that the language is clinical and unfamiliar. It’s not particularly easy to spell or pronounce. (many folks throw an extra ‘a’ in diss -a- ociation, but it’s quite long enough with the 5 syllables it already has) Dissociation is the disconnection between things that are normally connected. It’s easiest to think of as being unplugged on some level.

Most of us have experienced a small degree of dissociation. One common example is called highway hypnosis, which is where you may drive say, home from work, and arrive not able to recall any details of the trip. You’ve been driving on autopilot probably thinking about other things. Another example is daydreaming, or getting ‘lost’ in a good book. These are common experiences, and do not indicate a problem of any kind. Dissociation only becomes a disorder when it is severe, distressing or disabling.

Dissociation is not psychosis, although like any symptoms of mental illness, someone can experience both of them. A hallmark of psychosis is the addition of new information, such as seeing or hearing things that other people can’t, whereas dissociation is generally related to a loss of information instead.

Dissociation is a symptom of a number of different mental illnesses, such as Post Traumatic Stress Disorder, and Borderline Personality Disorder. There is also an entire category of disorders where dissociation is the primary issue, just like the category of anxiety disorders groups different mental illnesses where anxiety is the underlying feature. One of these is called Dissociative Identity Disorder

Dissociation can happen in may different areas. It depends which area has been unplugged as to which symptoms a person experiences. People who suffer from chronic dissociation may struggle with symptoms such as:

  • Emotional numbing – where someone cannot connect to their own feelings, feeling flat, empty or numb instead.
  • Amnesia – ‘zoning out’/blackouts/lost time, when dissociation occurs in the area of memory, for example suddenly discovering that it is Thursday, and having no memory of Wednesday.
  • Time speeding up or slowing down.
  • Losing sensations – not being able to feel your own body, or feel sensations such as heat, cold, pain, hunger. Dissociation can unplug someone from their own senses, reducing or even removing altogether their sight or sense of hearing or ability to feel pain for example.
  • De-realisation – this describes someone’s experience when they are unplugged from the world around them, it may feel like being in a dream, or that they are living in a film. Nothing feels ‘real’. This may not sound so bad but it can be very distressing to experience.
  • Depersonalisation – describes being unplugged from yourself, where someone may feel unreal, like being a robot or living in a dream. They may not recognise their own reflection in a mirror, and may have out of body experiences where they seem to be watching themselves. Losing a sense of yourself like this can be intensely distressing unless the person is also experiencing emotional numbing.
  • Other common symptoms include flashbacks, sleep disturbance, psychosomatic pain or body memories, and identity disturbances.

Many people experience one or more of these symptoms on occasion without having a mental illness. People who have a dissociative disorder may experience dissociation in only one or up to all of these areas. Some people struggle with chronic symptoms all the time, while others experience episodes. There’s a wide range of ways dissociation can present and different kinds of difficulties it can cause people. It can be difficult to describe dissociative experiences before you know the terminology. In my case, even reading about it wasn’t enough, it took quite some time for me to realise that the confusing experiences I was having were dissociative.

It can be difficult to imagine what severe dissociation might feel like, but if you have ever stayed awake for a night or two, perhaps studying, then you have some idea. You may have felt confused, foggy, your sense of time might have been different, perhaps the room appeared fuzzy or spun around you, you may not have felt your feet upon the floor. Going into shock following an accident of some kind also resembles a dissociative experience. If you’ve ever been injured you may have felt really cold or numb or had odd tingles or pins and needles in your body. You may have experienced tunnel vision, time may have slowed right down or skipped in little bursts so you felt like you were in the backyard one moment and the ambulance the next. You may have felt dizzy or like you were falling, even if you were already lying down. Everything may have seemed very surreal and strange, as if you were in a dream. You may have become quite confused and reacted inappropriately. Perhaps you started giggling despite having a broken leg. Perhaps you were injured in traffic collision but all you could worry about for awhile was the groceries getting warm on the back seat. Remembering experiences like these can help you better understand the struggles of people who experience severe dissociation.

For someone dealing with severe dissociation, the very first priority must be safety. It is very important not to ignore the risks that severe dissociation poses. Driving a vehicle or even walking near traffic can be very dangerous during a severe dissociative episode. People struggling with chronic dissociation have to adapt their choice of activities to the level of symptoms they experience each day to make sure they stay safe. For example, when dissociative, I tend to burn myself accidentally while cooking.

If memory is affected, using extensive memory aids can greatly assist in maintaining safety and accomplishing goals. I use ‘to do’ lists a lot and set reminders on my phone for appointments an hour before. The kinds of tasks I write on my to do lists vary depending on how well I am that day. On bad days they are very simple things such as brushing my teeth and eating breakfast!

Dissociation can be rooted in trauma or grief. If this is the case for you, it’s important to spend some time working through those experiences instead of just trying to manage symptoms. This doesn’t have to be done in therapy or to mean that you are awash with painful feelings all the time. Finding a balance between expressing and honoring the events of the past and being able to connect with the present can reduce dissociation. Sometimes dissociation worsens when a person feels that the world is not a safe place to be connected to. Working to restore a sense of safety and control can help to reduce symptoms.

Grounding techniques can be very helpful to manage dissociation, and I encourage people to work on developing their own grounding kit. Some people who struggle with severe dissociation are vulnerable to issues with self harm. Sometimes this is as a kind of grounding technique, in other cases people use self harm to trigger dissociative episodes when they feel overwhelmed and want to disconnect. Building self awareness is an important part of managing dissociation, as you learn what triggers or feeds your dissociation and what makes you feel safe, connected and grounded you will be able to tailor your own individual recovery. The more individual the approach to managing dissociation is, the more likely it is to work. It is absolutely possible to go on to have a meaningful, connected, vibrant life, even if you are like me and find that dissociation is something that continues to need managing on a day by day basis.

For a brochure about managing dissociation, click here.

Boundaries and being human

If you ever do any study in the ‘helping people’ professions, you’ll probably come across information about professional boundaries. Boiled down to the simplest level these are usually something along the lines of ‘don’t ever be friends with your patients because it’s bad’.

I’m a huge fan of boundaries, especially when they’re really clear, easy to understand, and everyone benefits from them. I hate being in a situation where I’m not sure what would or wouldn’t be appropriate, where if I do something wrong I’ll feel really embarrassed. Boundaries define and protect relationships and ensure mutual respect and choice about how people interact. Good boundaries help to prevent abuse, domination, manipulation, merging and all the various ways we human beings rub up against each other that diminish and dis-empower the other person. Relationships without boundaries are really vulnerable to the normal weaknesses and limitations of each person really wreaking havoc on the other, often despite good intentions. The more important the relationship, the more important that good, clear boundaries are in place. They’re not just a way of pushing away people we don’t like!

Professional boundaries are supposed to mean that someone going to a therapist can be secure that the therapist is not best friends with their partner/boss/parent, that they are going to put aside their own needs and issues and focus completely on the person in front of them. There’s a really good reason for these kind of boundaries in intensive one to one work with people, and it’s depressing how many therapists are struck off each year for failing really big obvious ones like don’t sleep with the client! These kind of boundaries have also been adopted by most other helping professions – doctors, social workers, disability carers, mentors, and so on. There’s been a trickle down effect where what’s best in therapy is assumed to be best practice everywhere else too. This comes with some problems.

One of the big issues with professional boundaries being this rigid is that this doesn’t work so well outside of city life. Out rural, in small towns, and in any other culture that operates within self contained tribes, this approach founders. Small town psychiatrists find themselves in a position where they cannot technically befriend any of the local community. Any event, be it sports, a gathering of friends, church or club, will have people present they have or are treating. Either they leave, live a fairly solitary existence, or reshape a few of the guidelines to better fit their circumstances.

People with high needs disabilities also find themselves in a difficult situation with these boundaries. If they are not allowed to become close or attached to any person who is paid to care for them, we can create a very unnatural situation. To be surrounded not by family or friends, but by staff to whom you are not allowed to give a birthday card, receive a hug, or invite to a celebration can be painfully lonely. I know the shame that comes with becoming aware that the only people in my life who show me any care are paid to be there, not coming over because they actually just like me. Boundaries are supposed to protect our humanity, not force us to deny it.

In mental health the kind of care provided may be less physically intimate, but we still put people in the strange situation of being only able to receive care. Our ideas about recovery are often geared towards a kind of meaningless hedonism – look after yourself! People with disabilities are not permitted to give care to the staff. An idea that was designed to prevent abuses actually entrenches an uneven power relationship and has built into our care system two distinct, separate, and often warring groups – those who give ‘care’, and those who receive it. Human beings need to express both, and we need relationships in which give and take both operate. When I was trying to rebuild a shattered life I tried to volunteer with a number of different organisations and was persistently knocked back for this reason. One of them told me outright –

You’re not one of the people who gives help, you’re one of the people who needs it.

Given a choice, I can tell you which group I’d rather belong to! The reality is, we all belong to both. At the moment, the people who have the luxury of doing the giving are telling off the unfortunate ones who need support for feeling humiliated by it. We’ve created a system where most of those who work in mental health would be intensely humiliated to ever need support from the services they work in. Most doctors would be horrified to be detained and hospitalised for mental illness. Our staff talk about reducing stigma and not being too proud to ask for help, but it’s a brave few who walk that talk.

We currently have a strange situation in mental health where those with a passion for the topic train and work within the field, meaning they cannot befriend those most in need of friends. The services get frustrated that the rest of our culture who have other passions and trained for different fields, don’t turn up to our activity centres and befriend those most in need. We’ve accidentally removed from our social networks most of the people with the heart to be great friends to those most profoundly affected by mental illness. The message to people with severe mental illness is; our research tells us that friends, family, and feeling like you are useful and your life is meaningful are critical to managing your condition. But you can’t get any of that from us.

One of the organisations I tried to volunteer with had policy written to prevent any kind of personal attachment between client and staff. We were only to fulfil the role given to us, which was to help around the house. We were forbidden from chatting with the client any more than necessary. Sitting down with a cup of tea was specifically mentioned as inappropriate. Accepting anything from the client, even a thank you card was not permitted. We were to ignore the client completely if we encountered them in any other setting. And a supervisor would be closely monitoring the cases, if it was suspected that a client was becoming attached to a volunteer, we would immediately be assigned to a different client. My blood ran cold. The thinking was that these rules would prevent abuse and dependence. I don’t know if they do that. I do know that they take away something vital, that they allow us to meet the expressed need – to wash dishes or tidy a garden, while ignoring all the deeper needs for contact, humour, affection, and care. I know that children who have every physical need met while being starved emotionally do not thrive. I don’t believe the situation is any different for those of us with mental illness, disabilities, or our elderly.

I think we need to rework our ideas about these kind of boundaries. One of the developments in mental health that excites me is the introduction of the peer work role. Whilst most organisations are currently in the process of narrowing the definition of this role, it has at least started with notions of equality and shared humanity. We can move services towards practices that are more human, towards nurturing relationships that have more scope for mutuality, towards meeting real needs instead of fulfilling job requirements. Towards modelling the inclusiveness and equality we wish to create in society instead of lecturing from the sidelines. Kindness, compassion, respect, and warmth are not optional extras when working in these fields. They ARE the job.

Dealing with your Denial

In Bridges this week we talked about the issue of denial. Whether it’s denial of your mental illness, or denial about trauma in your past, many of us struggle with this issue. Denial can be quite crippling to your ability to function in life. Pretending you don’t have things to deal with or needs and limits that must be worked around can be like setting yourself up to fall, over and over again. If you never accept your situation, you never plan for it, never see the next crash coming, and only snatch a bit of life between episodes of crisis. Ignoring a trauma history can leave you vulnerable to having it scream for attention through psychosomatic illnesses, emotional exhaustion, mental illness, and relationship stress. Suppressing strong emotions is exhausting, and denying the impact of trauma can leave you cut off from part of yourself. Denial can be incredibly costly to our ability to function. We walk about in an illusionary world in our mind, and crash over cliffs we can’t see.

However, denial is also useful in helping us cope. It’s one way of putting some distance between ourselves and something that makes us really uncomfortable. On one level, denial can be a form of containment. First respondents are taught to contain their distress in order to be effective at their jobs. Firefighters, police officers, ER nurses all face situations that are deeply stressful and emotional. All of them unplug from their normal human feelings of fear, shock, horror, and sadness in order to focus, work efficiently, and protect people. It’s as if they contain all those reactions in a box, and put it to one side to do what must be done.

Over time, most people find that containment is breached at times. There are limits to how much we can buffer ourselves, and all of us who experience these kinds of trauma, whether in our personal or professional lives, find that some situations resonate so strongly with us they refuse to be contained. A soldier returns from war with an image of a dead child burned so strongly into his mind he will dream of it for the rest of his life. An abuse victim is able to put aside memories until someone touches their throat the way the abuser did. A nurse excels at maintaining a professional demeanour, but the dying patient who looks so like her mother reduces her to tears. We carry memories and ghosts, and part of recovering from trauma is learning how to live with them, and how to manage when our ability to contain is exceeded.

Denial plays a role in giving us distance, which allows us to focus on the present moment. This is often very valuable in that we can work on building our life without being overwhelmed by the very things we’re trying to escape. When we’ve used denial to help in this way, it can be really hard to let go of. It feels like a comforting friend where facing the reality of our situation feels harsh and frightening. Reality however, has a way of intruding.

We need to work on denial at times when it is not protecting us, but actually leaving us unable to adapt and accept the situation we are in. There’s many ways you can work on your own denial if it’s a problem for you. One of them is spending time with people who are dealing with the same issues. Accepting you have a mental illness is a lot easier when the three new friends you met in group are awesome people with mental illnesses. You can start to see that it might not be the end of the world. Facing traumatic memories is less terrifying when you understand how many other people are dealing with the same issues, so you’re not alone. Sometimes there are concrete things you can do to remind yourself that you are willing to confront and accept these things. Some people write memories in their journal, some blue tack a message to themselves on their bedroom wall, some wear a bracelet with an inscription. Some keep the hospital tag from their last stay, or a page of the notes they wrote in their last episode. Multiples struggling to accept it may keep different handwriting, a collection of photos of different alters, or a recording of different members of their system. My journals serve as a way to keep me connected to the reality of my journey when I start to distort or whitewash parts of it.

Sometimes denial can feel huge and immovable, like you’re trying to push over a mountain. Be kind to yourself. We hang on to things that have worked for us, and are really reluctant to give them up, even if they’re now causing us problems. This is just about conditioning, there’s nothing wrong with you! For some of us, it’s not just us who have issues with denial, it’s our whole family, social circle, culture. Sometimes our denial feels like a mountain because there’s a lot of people contributing to it! It is very hard to come to face something that no one else wants to accept either. It can feel like the end of the world to give up our illusions.

Stripping away denial entirely can also be a problem! We need a bit of buffering from reality at times. It’s okay to pace yourself, dealing with these issues is a process. It takes time, and sometimes little steps is exactly the way to do it. Everyone is different, whatever works for you is right. Sometimes moving too quickly can be really destabilizing, like riding a bike for the first time with no training wheels. It takes us time to adjust to these things. It’s not all that helpful to trade total denial for total absorption with the issue. Neither leave you much room to have a life. And the name of the game here is having a life – not being a good patient and ticking some box that says ‘I’ve faced all my issues’! I don’t spend every minute of my day thinking of myself as a person with a mental illness, or remembering traumatic events in my life. I try to find a balance between facing and dealing with what I need to, and living in the here and now, enjoying myself wherever possible. It’s a tricky line to walk and it doesn’t always work, that’s the nature of the process. Just as there’s no right way to do this, there’s no neat way, and some spills, tears, frustration and mistakes are all part of the deal.

 

Mindshare is Live!

Mindshare is

“a unique space that allows mental health consumers and their supporters a place to creatively tell their stories. It is a community dedicated to de stigmatising mental illness through shared experiences”   Louise Pascale

 And it’s now live, with new material being put up every day! They are also keen for people to submit to the site, so if you have a story, poem, artwork, photo, or great idea for a blog post, consider getting involved! I will be sharing some of my art and posts there, they already have some of my art displayed here, and here. The launch on Wednesday was fantastic, the digital stories are of a really high standard and are really amazing to see. I highly recommend having a look, try starting with Flannel Flower, it brought tears to my eyes. The blog posts so far have also been really interesting. They’ve been working on this project for a long time and the results are excellent.

A quick reminder that my interview on Radio Adelaide airs Saturday morning, between 9 – 11am. As part of a stigma reduction campaign by the HCA, I’ve been recorded being interviewed about living with a mental illness. So tune in to 101.9 FM, or online to hear it!

Starting your own blog

I’m getting a few questions about how to get a blog up and running from fellow artists or peer workers, so I thought I’d share my process. I originally wanted to get a website up, primarily so that people could find my details when they were looking for my art. But building a website from scratch is a little challenging, and finding free hosting that doesn’t come with ads likewise. (I have a passionate loathing for ads!) Gradually the idea of a blog became more appealing. You will need some basic computer know how, but you don’t need to be a computer engineer! There are a few different places you can start your blog, they’re called platforms. This blog is hosted by the Blogger platform – which is why the address has “blogspot” in it. Another really popular one is WordPress, and if you do a google search there are many more such as LiveJournal and so on. How to choose?

I spent a bit of time looking at blogs from different platforms. I also did some reading about the pros and cons of the various platforms out there. Some of them provide everything for free while others ask for money for some services. Some allow you to put ads on your blog if you wish to make money that way, some have more features and ways you can customise them, some are easier for a beginner to learn to use. People can get very passionate about their favourite blogging platform, like the Mac/PC debate or Ford/Holden, so it pays to read around a bit and get a feel for the differences. I ended up choosing Blogger because everything was free, it’s pretty easy for a beginner to put together, and it’s a popular choice which means when I google a question about how to do something on it, there’s always lots of people asking and answering those questions on the net. However, one of the downsides is that it is more limited in how much you can customize it, which can be a shame at times.

To start with Blogger, you sign in with google and then start a new blog. You’ll start with the behind the scenes details of choosing a background and the layout. Don’t worry too much about this, you can always change it later. Then you add widgets if you wish, these are the features on the blog such as the “Follow by email” option or the labels. You set up a page if you wish, for example a page for your biography where people can read about who you are and what you do. Lastly, you write your first post. 🙂

I started my first blog, which was a travel blog. This was just for friends and family while I was away on travels. It gave me time to work out how a blog works and what the various options are without irritating the general public! I spent three months learning the ropes with that, customising different parts of it, learning how to upload pictures and change the size of the font and suchlike. I also started following other good blogs. Some are in my fields, art or mental health blogs, while others are just examples of good quality blogs by authors or singers or other people. This has helped me learn more about blog etiquette, and given me a general idea about things like how long I can let posts be before I should break them up, how to make a blog easy to navigate, how to write my own biography.

Next, I launched this blog. I was very pleased to find that my name hadn’t been taken, as finding a simple but memorable address for your blog can take a few tries! (blogger tells you if the option you want is available when you start your own) I initially planned to write a new post every week or so until a colleague advised me that I needed to consider updating every day if I want to keep readers interested. At first I was really daunted and worried I’d run out of things to write about. Now, I have a page and a half of post ideas that is growing quicker than I can catch up! You may be different however, and it’s important to find your own pace. It will help if people have some idea when to expect new posts, for example every Sunday, but really the most important thing is having interesting, quality material, not how often you add to it. Putting out a badly written rant every day is not better than one good thoughtful point a month!

I use Picassa to sort, crop, watermark and upload my photos, it’s free software and interacts directly with Blogger. The practical details are important to pay attention to – there’s a lot of exciting backgrounds available, but some of them are very difficult to read over. Sometimes you get options to make titles crazy colours or flashy effects. Most of these are really irritating after a short time! Good font size, post titles that make it easy for readers to guess whether they’re interesting in the contents, breaking up lots of writing with some pictures if appropriate, doing a spell check, these are easy to overlook but they do matter.

Once I started this blog I quickly realised that it was a platform for sharing information about mental health and recovery, so my posts are now a mix of my various interests, some news, some articles, some art. If I was only sharing about mental health I doubt I’d be able to update daily because the posts are too draining and take too long to write and edit to a standard I’m happy with. I was originally toying with the idea of separating the different areas into blogs of their own, but managing a whole bunch of them felt like a lot of work, and I hoped that mixing things in together the way I have would give people a break between heavier posts and also showcase that people with mental illnesses are individuals with a lot more going on than an illness. The downside is that when someone comes to this blog just looking for one thing, such as information about my foster cats, there’s a lot of posts they won’t be interested in. That’s where using labels comes in handy. I like to only use a few labels, some blogs go a bit mad with hundreds of them but that can confuse more than it helps! I’ve also recently set up an “About this Blog” page to help people find what they’re looking for.

Once you’ve started your blog, ask people who write or blog for feedback on occasion. They may be able to point out difficulties you hadn’t noticed. I’m indebted to readers who have let me know when issues like small font size have been causing problems. Keep in mind the point of your blog and stick to it! It’s not uncommon for blogs to degenerate into rants and whining when people think they’ve got a captive audience! Always get your own posts sent to your email account. It doesn’t happen often, but every now and again a blog does get eaten and disappears! You want all your hard work backed up on the off chance you need to set it all up again. If you haven’t had a lot of writing experience, you may want to develop more skills in that area at TAFE or WEA classes. If you’re an artist you may not need or want to write long detailed posts, you can post new photos of your art and details about upcoming events instead.

Lastly, especially for other peer workers or people sharing personal information, if your blog is open to everyone try to keep that in mind when you post. All the same issues I touched on in how to share your story about not exposing yourself or giving more information than you can cope with apply. One way around this is to write under a pseudonym and not use names or photos so that your identity is protected. Another is to decide in advance what you will and wont share about, and stick to it. It can get a little tricky when you start out just having friends read your blog, and you can feel comfortable sharing a lot of information that later people you don’t know end up reading, so be careful. You can of course always edit or delete posts later on if you change your mind, but the general rule about the internet is that once it’s out there, you can’t really take it back.

On the off chance something does go terribly wrong and you do wish to delete your blog, please don’t use the simple ‘delete this blog’ option. Go through every post, delete all the writing, and save it. Otherwise you will be locked out of your blog, but it may continue to exist on the net for a long time. If you feel that a blog is too long and involved for your needs, I know of other peer workers who prefer twitter and other social media that allow them to share short bites of information, or to join bigger projects like Mindshare, so it may be worth considering those options instead. Good luck!

My Creativity talk went over well!

I’m super pleased, we had a great evening. There was moscato in the wine collection, and as I had a driver home I indulged myself. I was pretty exhausted today after such a huge non-stop week, and I’ve been reaching my limit of crowded venues, so I got there early to eat at subway for dinner and take it pretty slowly. I need to consider investing in a clicker for my powerpoints, I’m used to having a set up where my laptop is up on stage with me so I can navigate it myself. In this case, the projector was on a table at the back of the room, so I quickly roped in Mum to scroll through the slides for me. The projector was a bit fiddly – it’s always nerve wracking to discover apparently I’m the techie for the night. After some mucking about I ended up perching it on top of a box with a book under one foot to get it the right height. Jude sat on a chair in front to check that guests wouldn’t be blocking the projection, and we joked that as long as no really tall guys with hats sat there, we should be fine. A few minutes before my talk I realise that the tallest gentleman in the room, and the only one wearing a hat, is sitting directly in front of the projector! Murphy’s Law. He kindly moved off to the left and we were all good.

I did the 5 minutes well paced, I ran through it a number of times the previous night with a new countdown timer app on my phone, and every time I went over 5 minutes I cut out more material so I wouldn’t have to rush. The feedback was really good, I’d hoped to inspire people to continue being creative and a number of people said that’s what I’d done. The other guest speakers were great too, there was a lot of material to get through in one night but it didn’t feel long because it moved along quickly and everyone was interesting to listen to. The poems were great and the canvas’ they were painted on were fantastic! Then a number of us had a drink – or, in my case, a pistachio gelati mmmmmm in the cafe downstairs and yarned the night away. What an awesome wrap up to mental health week for me!

The final slide from my talk – about how creativity can aid communication, even when talking about mental health. Creativity can move conversations from clinical language and statistics, to sharing about heart and soul and meaning in a more personal and moving way. So, a very successful evening all round! Now for some serious relaxing over the weekend. 🙂

Poem – Dissociation Is

To touch life with gloves on
To sit at a banquet and taste only ash
The void into which I fall
Colours turning grey.

To touch life with gloves on
Nerves burned out by fire
A room with walls so thick I cannot hear the screaming
To sail my little boat away from shores of pain
To drown in that empty place
To feel dead.

To touch life with gloves on
Mirrors that lie to me
Memories that fall like snow
Not knowing if I’m dreaming or awake
To always be alone
To always be lost and looking for home.

To touch life with gloves on
To laugh at pain
To be wild with recklessness
To never flinch
To turn my face from the world
To stand in sunshine and see only night
To ask ‘are you there?’ and not hear the answer
To become so cold that I never feel cold again
To be haunted by life
To be forever falling
To touch life with gloves on.

Messenger Article!

The Messenger article about me ran today! Not in my area, which is a bit unexpected and inconvenient. Does anyone live North and can you please save a paper for me?? Pretty please?

It’s also available online here. I’m so pleased with it. The photo is lovely too! (but see – no eyes!) That’s my studio, where a dining table would traditionally be. 🙂 What a lovely way to sum up my work – a collection of contrasts! I’m so thrilled!
Everybody drops the middle K from my name, so darn frustrating! But I’ve set up a LinkedIn profile now, so people doing a search for me will find that when they google Sarah Reece or Sarah K Reece, and through that they can find this blog. 🙂 Everything I write or produce will continue to have the K in it! I’ve been fighting this battle since primary school and I’m not about to give up now!
I’ve also finished my poppy shoes, with a touch of bead embroidery on the toes. It was surprisingly tricky to get a tiny beading needle all the way down inside the shoe for this – I had to use pliers several times because my fingers weren’t long enough! I’m really happy with the final product, they are so cheerful. 
Here they are, all ready for me to wear to the Mindshare launch today!

Ink Paintings – Creativity

Well, today I gingerly hoisted myself into my studio to work on my talk, still a bit worse the wear from the new fillings. On Thursday I’ll be giving a short talk as part of the Open Your Mind evening, which is very exciting and I’m really looking forward to the event! I was asked to bring a powerpoint with artwork on it, and after much deliberation decided to paint a new series of ink paintings especially for the occasion. I’ve done the storyboard and preliminary sketches, now here are the paintings, all hanging up to dry:

I’m really pleased with the effect, the blending technique I learned from a Chinese style of ink painting, which uses two brushes at the same time – one to load strong colour onto the paper, and the other to blend it softly. The sepia tone is ink, and the colours are Chinese paints layered on top once the ink has dried. This one is about how creative outlets such as art and writing can help to give you a voice:

I’m really pleased with them all! Very fiddly little creatures, ink paintings, but how I do love them. 🙂

Wednesday night is the big launch of a new blog, Mindshare. This is a huge exciting event, Mindshare will be a community blog with many different people contributing art, stories, poetry, and personal experiences with recovery from mental illness. I have some artwork on it, and will also be contributing there as a blogger! The launch is free and open to everyone, it will be a great chance to meet some of the people behind the blog, so do consider coming along!

See how the talk went, plus another ink painting in the series here.

Psychosomatic part 2

If you’ve just come to this page, it will make more sense if you start with part 1. 🙂

Too much emphasis on the physical:

Many people in my position with what seem to be physical illnesses are very upset if a doctor suggests that the condition may be psychosomatic. Sometimes they fight very hard to have the illness considered physical and refuse any approach that is geared to reduce stress or anxiety. When physical illnesses are characterised as ‘real’ and mental illnesses are seen as ‘weakness of character’, faking a problem for attention, or other demeaning ideas, we would all fight to have our problem seen as physical. When you add in issues such as trouble getting insurance for mental illnesses, doctors being dismissive of psychosomatic problems, and an emphasis on mindless optimism in the general culture that says everything is a case of ‘mind over matter’ and if you stay positive you’ll be fine, you can understand why the debate gets pretty heated.

Here’s the downside, even assuming that the condition is a physical one, treatments that aim to lower stress, anxiety, fear, depression and emotional pain will be helpful. Good doctors offer these kinds of treatments to people experiencing all kinds of debilitating physical health problems! If you’re going through cancer, arthritis, or heart disease, reducing stress is a great idea! In my experience, many of the treatments you try for your illness are quite inconvenient or even physically painful. I’ve done detox diets, skin scrubs, and all kinds of things it was hoped would help that actually increased my day to day pain level. Add to that a regular battery of tests, and life becomes pretty miserable.

In my case, I’ve got a fairly high tendency to somatize – that is, I often express overwhelming emotional pain as physical pain or illness. That’s very common for people who’ve experienced chronic trauma and who have dissociative conditions. Sometimes being chronically distressed and disrupted lowers your immune function so you catch everything going around. Other people are very prone to tension headaches or stress-induced skin conditions. Engaging as if these problems were physical actually made me worse, partly for the reasons outlined above, partly because I was always really scared that the next test would reveal something life-threatening, and partly because many of the treatments were geared to get me to ignore or drug my pain. If your physical pain is an expression of emotional pain, than ignoring it can make it worse. It just shouts louder as you try to tune it out. Some people in this situation end up dependent on high doses of pain medication, or symptom swapping, where as they learn to ignore one symptom, a new one takes it’s place. I now concentrate on healthy options that don’t hurt. Walks on the beach, going swimming, eating well, painting. Taking care of myself emotionally helps me give me the strength to manage all my conditions, whatever their cause. If we ignore our emotional well-being we don’t look after ourselves and we get tired and worn out when dealing with issues like chronic pain. Even scarier – if our problem really is psychosomatic, we won’t ever deal with heart of the problem and get better. I work hard now on expressing emotional distress through art, talking, journaling instead of waiting for it to get my attention through rashes, headaches, and muscle pain.

Too much emphasis on the emotional:

Swinging too far in the other direction also has problems. In the extreme, people do a complex blame-the-victim idea that puts the source of all illness squarely in the realm of unresolved emotional conflict. Any of us who’ve lost someone kind, caring, loving, and deeply alive to an illness knows how unfair those ideas are. Assessing all our problems as being psychological also leaves us vulnerable to the development of dangerous physical health problems that go undiagnosed. There is currently a lot of work being done by many people to address this misconception that people with mental illnesses don’t need regular assessments of their physical health. Many physical health issues like hormone troubles, thyroid problems and digestive issues can present like a mental illness. Assuming a psychological problem without proper investigations can leave someone struggling with chronic illness that doesn’t respond well to anything they try, when what they need is an accurate diagnosis and physical treatment. Some people discover they have food allergies or intolerances, trouble regulating their sugar levels, or sensitivity to lack of sleep. People who experience palpitations and chest pain as part of an anxiety issue still need to have their heart health checked! It becomes even more important to check physical health when emotional stress may mask the symptoms of a developing problem.

I’ve had personal experience with this too, I went through a year where I suffered random attacks of acute stomach pain. At the time this was presumed to be psychosomatic, caused by emotional distress. So each time it happened, I would wrack my brains trying to work out what was upsetting me. I would journal or talk about everything I could think of that might be causing such severe pain. Each attack lasted a number of hours before subsiding enough that I could sleep it off. One of them became so severe and lasted so long that I went to emergency. I explained that I’d had an incredibly stressful week and very little sleep so the problem was probably stress. They agreed until blood tests revealed a major infection, at which point I was scheduled for surgery. It turned out that I had been experiencing attacks of chronic appendicitis. The pain was not presenting in a typical way, so no one had thought to run a blood test. My manky appendix was removed and I learned a very important lesson about the dangers of making assumptions when it comes to health!

I hope that this may be of some help to you if you’re trying to work out what’s causing your troubles and how to react to them. Assuming that both physical and psychological factors might be at play may be safest route and treating for both can give you the best chance of quality of life. And don’t let anyone tell you that psychosomatic means it isn’t real!

Psychosomatic part 1

Is a term that is often used to mean it’s not real. In much the same way that someone presenting with unexplained chronic digestive troubles may be told “You’ve just got depression” when tests come back normal, people with physical pain or problems who have normal test results may be informed “There’s nothing wrong with you, it’s psychosomatic”. Quite understandably, people suffering from chronic, painful physical problems find this pretty hard to take. Using the term psychosomatic in this way is terribly unhelpful and inaccurate. For the person rushed to hospital afraid they were having a heart attack, the news that they are experiencing panic attacks is good news or bad news, often depending on how it is delivered. The good news is that hopefully, their ticker is going well, and they don’t require invasive surgery or procedures. The bad news is discovering they are dealing with a debilitating mental health problem, which can be very embarrassing and stressful. When mental health problems are presented as if they are insignificant, we feel humiliated by how difficult they can be to manage. Sometimes in a very busy medical setting, a diagnosis of a mental health problem is given is very offhand and dismissive way – you’re no longer their problem. This can leave the poor person involved actually wishing they had been having a heart attack! Sometimes people are referred for information and support, sometimes they are just sent home to try and deal with the problem by themselves.

Anyone who has a mental illness knows that just because it’s in your head, doesn’t mean it isn’t real. Your head is actually pretty important and a lousy place for an illness to be! Mental illnesses can be extremely disabling and in sadly too many cases, terminal. Having them treated as if they are less important than ‘real’ physical problems can cause so much distress and embarrassment that people don’t go for help, don’t get support, don’t learn how to manage it appropriately, and become very overwhelmed and hopeless.

I have a couple of chronic health problems that are of unclear origin (as well as others with a clear physical origin). As a result, medical and psych doctors have been debating with enthusiasm whether they are physical or psychological problems. This happens with every health problem while the cause is uncertain. It’s my understanding that tuberculosis was linked to having a type A, driven and high achieving personality until the bacteria responsible were identified. This can cause a huge amount of stress for people with these conditions, as they bounce between specialists with different theories and opinions.

One of the tricky things about health and sickness, is that to some extent, they are both psychosomatic. Now, let me be super clear here – I’m NOT saying that you get cancer because of feeling bitter, or demeaning rubbish like that. But, our emotional state does have an impact on our health. Feelings of grief, fear and anguish can be measured in changes in our bodies. One of the areas we’ve done the most study on is the effects of fear. Because feeling fear is geared to keep us safe, the effects are often really fast. Hormones kick in quickly, we feel changes such as our heart rate increasing, our blood flow restricts somewhat to stay around our brain and vital organs so our hands may feel cold or tingly, energy is diverted away from non-essential functions like digestion, so we feel our mouth go dry. These responses are all geared for the fight-or-flight response so we defend ourselves or get away as quickly as possible from whatever is frightening us. And they could all be called psychosomatic, because they are caused by how we are feeling.

Psychosomatic simply means that the problem you’re dealing with is being caused or exacerbated by your emotional and psychological state, rather than purely physical issues. In some cases, emotional pain is being expressed as physical pain, or psychological blocks are expressed as physical disability. If this happens in a really severe or disabling way, you may be diagnosed with a Somatoform Disorder. If it happens in milder forms, such as sleeping problems, disturbances in your senses, rashes clearly related to emotional distress etc., you may be diagnosed with a Dissociative Disorder. The line between these kinds of conditions is rather blurry and difficult to distinguish. It may be that the psychosomatic disorders are more severe forms of the kinds of distress seen in dissociative conditions, at least in some cases. It’s such a difficult area to make sense of because we don’t know all the causes of physical sickness yet, and because our emotions always impact on our health. Most of us get some kind of physical symptoms when we’re stressed – headaches, back pain, a sore mouth from teeth grinding, flaring of skin problems like dermatitis. On a mild level, that’s a psychosomatic reaction. Most of us have also experienced how our psychological state affects how we cope with physical problems. Have you ever been in pain from a tummy bug or headache and suddenly received some great news? The pain recedes to the back of your mind and you feel warm and happy and like you can cope.

For a while, some doctors thought that people with mental health problems would need less physical care because their issues were psychological. Lately it’s being shown that people with chronic mental health problems often have chronic physical issues that are not being attended to. Some of these are a direct result of the mental illness; for example some people with an anxiety disorder suffer from chronic dry mouth and as a result need extra dental care. Sometimes they are the result of unfortunate side effects of treatment, such as increased cardiovascular problems due to weight gain associated with certain medications. Also, physical health problems can cause mental health problems like depression to develop as people struggle to cope with the demands of chronic pain and disability. So the divide between mental and physical is not very clear. Our head is attached to our body, and stressors and problems in one do affect the other.

part 2 of this discussion can be found here. 🙂

Building Self Awareness

Why bother? Well, self awareness is one the many skills that help you manage life in general. We had a great chat about this at Bridges today. When you’re dealing with something as complex and difficult as a mental illness, self awareness can be one of the keys that help you cope and recover. Learning who you are, how you function, what you need, what keeps you well and what sets off your symptoms are all part of being able to better predict and manage a mental illness. Knowing more about what’s going on for you can help put you back in the driver’s seat. Instead of feeling helpless, overwhelmed, and like the illness is running the show – which it certainly does in those really bad times, you can gather information and feel more like you’re in the driver’s seat. I hope that you may find something useful in my experiences with self awareness.

I confess I have come from a place where I had very little self awareness. I collected information about the people around me, when their birthday was, what their favourite flowers or food were, if they like company when they’re struggling or if they prefer to be left in peace. I was proud of being able to remember all these details so I could tailor how I responded and try to be as good a friend as possible. In contrast, I felt blind to myself, like when I tried to look inside myself everything was in shadow. My head felt full of fog and mist. My mental illness felt totally unpredictable and unmanageable, good days or bad days seemed to come out of nowhere without warning. Nothing made sense to me. I felt like I was in a tiny boat at sea, storms came or went and I just tried to survive.

A few years ago I received the diagnosis of a dissociative condition, and I changed gears. I was desperate to fix the problem and get myself back on track. I firmly resolved to be one of those inspiring patients who faces things squarely, works really hard, and gets everything sorted. I decided that I would be completely cured of my condition within a year.

So, for the first time in my life, I basically made myself my own research subject. Once I started to get past my denial of my mental illness, I studied myself. I looked for patterns. I lay awake at night for hours asking myself questions that I was, frankly, terrified of getting answers to. I wrestled with myself, deeply frustrated and strongly driven to be able to sort everything out immediately. I derailed very quickly. When I faced either driving myself into a suicidal breakdown, or backing off my aggressive approach to self awareness, I realised that what I was doing was actually destroying my ability to function. So, very confused, I backed off a bit and had to re-think my approach.

In my case, I’ve discovered that self-awareness has to be underpinned by two different things. The first is the ability to cope with what you learn. In the case of a dissociative disorder, the dissociation is often playing a protective role. It is buffering you from feelings, memories, information, and awareness that you might find pretty difficult to cope with. So, I was digging around for answers, but also terrified of what those answers might be. This isn’t a great way to learn about yourself. I had a whole bunch of fears about what it meant to have a mental illness: would it be permanent? Was I going to get worse? Could I be dangerous? I desperately wanted information but I was also really scared.

As I read more and educated myself more about my conditions and mental health in general, some of those fears started to calm down. I discovered that mental illness labels are basically a shorthand way for one doctor to communicate with another about the kind of struggles a person is having. No one ever quite perfectly fits a diagnosis, and that’s normal. I spent some time with other people with mental illnesses and found that they were still people. We could find something to talk about, some common ground, some interest or concern we shared. I discovered that statistically, people with mental illnesses are actually less likely than the general community to be violent. My intense fears began to calm down. I learned that there’s a lot of grey area in this field, that sometimes it takes a lot of time to work some things out, that others may never be known. I started to realise that this was going to be a process. I began to engage that process in a more gentle and curious manner, instead of frantic.

The other component to developing my own self awareness has been working on accepting myself. Self-acceptance is another key to recovery, and it’s never been my strong point! I was not treating myself well in the process of trying to learn more about myself. I was harsh, angry, hostile, and contemptuous. I demanded answers to questions, I was furious at the very dissociation that was actually buffering me from overwhelming distress and hopelessness. I was angry at my own weaknesses, driving myself hard to cope better. I would constantly ask myself “what’s the matter with you?”. My self talk was nasty “You’re so pathetic, you’re weak, stupid, ugly, disgusting, no one likes you and they’re right not to”. My self esteem withered and my relationship with myself was like being sandblasted.

I had to develop more compassion for myself. I had to work on building a better, more gentle and caring relationship with myself. Learning about who I am and how I function has been more like tending a garden, or coaxing a hurt animal to care than undergoing a military inquiry. Less about asking the questions and more about just listening to myself. The more I’ve been able to be okay with the answers, and to be gentle with my own limitations, the more I have learned. While I railed and screamed, my mind remained shut tight, closed down. Now, I’ve been slowly able to gather and build up information. I’ve unpicked the dynamics that have fuelled my illness and learned what the keys were to those good days.

Self awareness makes a huge difference to my ability to function. I’ve learned some of my triggers, developed my own grounding kit, learned my early warning signs and what to do about them. This doesn’t mean that I can always prevent the bad days. There’s a lot in life I can’t control, and overwhelming circumstances can bump my stress level past the point I can cope with. But these days I can at least see that coming most of the time. So I set in place strategies – I ask for help, I increase my grounding techniques, I don’t spend time alone if it’s going to be dangerous. It gives me more control to predict and manage my illness and my life. This doesn’t mean it’s something I’m finished with! Still very much a work in progress, and probably always will be. We change, develop, acquire wounds and hurts, and grow over a lifetime. So self awareness is always going to be a process, listening to ourselves and learning our needs, desires, fears, and dreams as they change with us over time.

Ink not Blood full details

Ink not Blood is a series of artworks about using creativity to overcome self-destructive urges, both self harming and suicide.

Content warning, some may find the images upsetting. There are no real wounds, scars, or blood depicted. There are images of blades, and blood or wounds simulated with ink.

This is a darker series of work, touching on topics that are very taboo in our culture. It was born out of my own struggles, and the way I have come to regard ink as a kind of substitute for blood. I have been using ink to battle these feelings for many years, as a teenager I coped with high school partly by writing poetry on my arms. But I also mean the use of ink in a much broader sense, to refer to any creative act. Being creative, not just being an artist, but to create anything helps to draw me away from destruction. For me, Ray Bradbury said it best:

Those who don’t build, must burn.

Or, to put it another way, the desire to destroy is only the thwarted desire to create. I’m most at risk of destructive impulses when I’m not using my hands to create. So, speak, express, and scream if you need to, but communicate your pain using ink, not blood.

Self harm and self destruction are complex issues, driven by different fears and needs. I’m not proposing that the issues I explore are universal, or that this is the complete list! These are just some of the ways I experience and overcome my own self destructive impulses, and I hope that something here may be useful or inspiring for others.

1. The Other Choice

Some people who self harm keep a ‘kit’ of their tools. This photo shows an example of such a kit, with the fountain pen in the centre as an alternative option. The blade and the pen mirror one another in size, shape and colour, but the choice between them as ways to express pain, leads to completely different places in your life.

2. To See My Pain

Part of what can drive the urge to self harm for me is a need to see my pain. Emotional anguish is invisible and at times I need something that shows I’m hurting. I use my art and writing to fulfil this need where I can, and I paint my arms on days when that is not enough. Someone I care deeply about tried to kill themselves recently. I painted this as a response to the torment I was feeling. It’s only ink, drawn on with pen and painted with brush. It lasted about a week then faded away. There are many ways to see your own pain that don’t harm you, I hope you can find your own ways to meet that need.

3. To Touch My Pain

Sometimes bringing pain from the emotional to the physical world helps us to feel more in control of it. We can touch it, reassure ourselves that it’s real. We can also heal it far more easily, we can nurture and tend to the wounds. We are brutal with ourselves in ways we would never be to another hurting person. This need to touch pain is about feeling silenced and not being believed for me. Now in my life I have people who don’t dismiss my pain and who don’t sneer at the sorrows I’ve come through. I feel more that I have a voice, and less that I have to find a way to prove I’m suffering. Don’t get caught in that trap – people who don’t believe you’re hurting will be just as dismissive if you try to use self harm to prove it. If they are not listening now, they won’t be persuaded by physical scars either. Find other people who listen, and other ways to touch your own pain and nurture your wounds.

4. To Weep Ink

I use art and writing to express grief and fear. For me, part of self harming is the need to leave a mark that I can’t deny later on. To be forced to wake up the next day and face that I’m not coping. It’s a way of overcoming denial. Writing a poem or painting a picture can fulfil that need. I don’t have to play out the war of self awareness on my skin. I can weep tears in ink that last and leave me with a page where I must confront my own distress and face my own woundedness.

5. Freedom

To use ink instead of blood frees me from the shame and self loathing that accompany self harm. In writing journals or making art there is a liberation, here represented by the written birds flying through ink tears. When I write my pain in blood I add to it. I trap myself in a spiral of shame and hatred where my pain only increases and intensifies. I stop listening to myself and take my rage out on my skin. I become an abuser to myself, seeking peace and healing through degradation and contempt. Using ink instead does the opposite for me, it eases anguish from my head and heart onto the page. I now try to write my pain with ink, not blood.

6. To Bleed Ink

Some days, I feel like I’m emotionally bleeding. Sometimes there’s a driving need to make myself look the way I’m feeling. Having an invisible disability like a mental illness can fuel this for me. I feel like I’m fighting invisible monsters in my head, and because no one can see how hard I’m working, I feel humiliated by my limitations. I feel less than other people, ashamed of how hard some things are for me. Trying to catch up and never quite making it. These feelings can drive self destructive urges. But the thing is, if I do self harm, I’m so deeply ashamed of myself I hide it. So it doesn’t actually make my struggles any more visible. I try to find somewhere to talk about how I’m feeling, and some other way to deal with my pain. These days I try to bleed black, not red.

Kill the Silence went really well

It was a great evening, very heartfelt and a nice atmosphere.

I didn’t know almost anyone there, and turning up at 4.30 to hang art, but not having my poetry reading on until 8.30 made it a bit of a long night for me. Here’s my Ink not Blood display:

I hope other people will find them inspiring too. I had to explain to a few people that I wasn’t trying to incite self-harm, these works were aimed at other people like me who have issues with self-harm already and were trying to find ways to overcome it. You will be able to buy an 8×10 print of any of these photos from my To Buy page soon.

There was a small collection of art around themes of loss, mental illness and suicide, some painted as tributes to lost friends, such as this beautiful painting by Emerson Ward, an artist who’s work is often displayed at the Medieval Fair.

The sign in the painting reads “Your art is your soul, don’t sell it cheap”.

I also really liked this one, “Nesting Babooshka’s of Mourning” by Jackie Reichstein.

Myself and one other poet read a few poems about recovering from mental illness or caring for someone who’s struggling with mental illness, and they were well received. A friend suggested recording it and pod casting, which I think is a great idea. I’ll work on getting some voice recordings included here as I figure out the process. 
I love to express a full range of emotions and experiences through my art, and I appreciated having a venue where darker, confronting works had a home too, even if only for a night. It was a really thoughtful, positive, and creative way to remember lost friends. 
*If you are one of these artists, and do not wish for your work to appear here, please contact me and I’ll remove it immediately.

Peer Work – How to share your story

Telling my story is something I do a lot of now through talks, group work and in this blog. I’ve been asked a few times how to go about it, especially for people who are getting involved in Peer Work. Peer Workers are people who have a personal experience with mental illness, and who use their experiences to connect with and encourage other people dealing with mental illness. Knowing how to share those personal experiences safely and constructively is really important! It’s one of the most powerful things you can do, and it can also be one of the most stressful! I certainly find it so.

First of all, although it’s often called “Telling your story” I never think of it as that. If I tried to tell my story we’d be here all night! Any time I feel that sharing part of my personal experience would be helpful, there’s a point I’m trying to make, or an outcome I’m hoping for. I may be aiming to humanise mental illness, to encourage someone who’s feeling hopeless, or to share a strategy that works for me. Once I decide what it is that I’m trying to do, I will then draw upon a few incidents in my life that will best accomplish that. I’m not trying to tell all of my story, or to sum up my life – because frankly I can’t! I’m just using a few personal experiences to communicate something important.

Never share anything you can’t handle. All of us deal with a certain level of stress around feeling exposed. Some of cope better with this than others, and some things are easier to share about. Some audiences are also safer to share with than others. Similarly, some things are easier to hear about. Be really careful with including highly sensitive personal information when you tell your story. You should never feel under pressure to share anything you don’t wish to. This is about keeping yourself safe. And you need to be mindful not to overwhelm your listener – this is about being constructive.

Now, I’m not talking censorship here, and I’m not at all trying to stop you from sharing the real heart of your story, the black places that make accomplishments and recovery so much more remarkable. But I am saying that in most times and places, you shouldn’t be sharing gory details. Too much detail can actually traumatise your listener, especially if they are another person with a mental illness who is already feeling stressed. A lot can be alluded to without giving out more information than is needed. You can say things like “I had a difficult childhood”, “My teenage years were rough”, “I was abused by someone outside my family”, “I was in an abusive relationship”, “I tried to kill myself”, “I developed issues with self harming”, “I became aggressive and frightened my friends”. No more detail is needed or helpful in most instances. We get it, and we fill in the blanks.

Arrange a time as soon afterwards as possible to debrief. You may not need it – and it’s always great when that happens. It’s also great to have it already arranged if it turns out that you do. I almost always do! It’s hard to predict how telling your story will be received. Sometimes people ask awkward questions. Occasionally people are inappropriate and you will have to tell them you’re not going to respond. Sometimes people share very personal information in return, and that can be overwhelming. There’s a lot that can happen that can leave you feeling a bit wobbly! I find I’m wobbly after sharing my story, and that’s true for times it goes incredibly well, and for times it’s harder work with left-field questions or challenges. So I always schedule in time afterwards to touch base with someone I feel safe with. I have a drink with a friend, chat with my supervisor, call my sister. This really helps me cope with the ups and downs and feeling exposed.

Play to your strengths. If you’re telling your story to an audience, learn about public speaking, and find ways to make your talks interesting and unique. I share art or poems in mine. You have talents and skills that can help you share your story in a really unique way. Experiment until you find a style that suits you and your audience responds to. If you’re sharing your story one-to-one, most of those approaches wont be appropriate. But story telling skills will be. Good story tellers have a point, they stick to it. They don’t get bogged down in tiny little details or irrelevant aspects. They notice if they’re losing their audience and tailor their talk to keep the audience interested. And they use layman’s terms and metaphors to make ideas easier to understand.

Consider other Peer Worker training too, Beyond Blue has an Ambassadors program, The Peer Work Project by MIFSA and Baptist Care does a 6 week training course that I have done and recommend.

Great Peer Workers are passionate, empathic, and really good listeners. You can’t take away what another person is going through but you can walk along side them so they don’t go through it alone. Great Peer Workers are human, people we can relate to. They share their challenges and skills, but are always mindful that everyone has to find their own path, so they don’t push what works for them onto others. You can be a fantastic Peer Worker, all of us who are willing to share our stories, we show that just as there are many different mental illnesses, and many different paths that lead to our darkest moments, there are also many different ways that we find hope and healing. Thank you to all of you who also share your own struggles to inspire hope.

Upcoming Art Exhibitions

I’ll be running around today buying frames, printing photos, and delivering art to two upcoming exhibitions – one on this Tuesday night called Kill the Silence, in which I have six photographs from my Ink not Blood series. The second one will be opening for Mental Health Week and staying on through to November at the Box Factory. Art from both will available for purchase. See my ‘What’s On‘ page at the top of the blog for all the details – I’d love to see you there!

I spoke with the PM!

Earlier this year I found myself in the most unexpected position of being invited to talk with the Prime Minister! Ms Gillard and various other Very Important People came to visit MIFSA (Mental Illness Fellowship SA) and have a chat to some of us participants. Someone thought of me and I found myself with an invitation to one of the most nervous and awkward afternoon teas I have ever been a part of! There were a small group of us, sitting in the staff room on the comfy black lounges, with all the media people standing on the other side of the room with very big camera equipment. I kicked off the conversation and talked about how much the PHaMs program had helped me out, and how difficult I’d found things like continuing at university with my mental illness. It was unbelievably nerve wracking, I tend to talk with my hands and I was super anxious that I might wave them about and hit her by accident. She was very down to earth and polite and easy to talk to, with the kind of formal, upright posture that suggested that she too was painfully aware of all the cameras and taking care not to put a foot wrong or scratch her nose or anything.

This experience was quite thrilling, and really launched me into the advocacy and education role I now find myself playing more and more. I’m tremendously appreciative of being given opportunities like this, they’ve increased my confidence and really helped me to believe that I have something to contribute to discussions about mental health.

There’s a really lovely photo of the both of us having a laugh here, (see – no eyes visible!) along with an article about the event. Photo by Gavin McPherson.