Going full speed.....super fast...better slow down or I'm bound to crash...........
 
I am thinking about the level of emotion I have going on tonight, the last five days have been tough but easy to cope with, lack of sleep has been hard on us but still managed to make it through the days. Today we are thinking we are headed for a crash. One can only hold on to intense emotions for so long and something has got to give. We just hope that something presents itself in a healthy way. 

Today's session was quite intense. I read Safety Queen a poem we wrote a night ago and it triggered me to no end. I acted and stay calm all through session until near the end. At the end I kinda curled up in the chair to comfort myself. In hopes that I could stay present until the end of session at least. I managed too. 

We also spoke about our check in and I explained to Safety Queen that scales are not very good for those with DID, that she may as well ask a room full of people to come up with one number to identify a question. She understood and fixed up check in for the time being with a new approach. We will listen inside and identify the highest number and who and the lowest number and who.

I always feel safe with my T after all she is the Safety Queen but today in that room I felt so scared for the first time since the beginning. I wanted to scream so bad...OUCH!!! I was feeling every thought in my body and the pain was intense. I took a deep internal breath and held it in appearing to remain calm. I was having a body fb right in front of her and I don't think she had a clue.

My fear as we go deeper into these issues I am dealing with that therapy may get scary. At the very least I know, that no matter what happens in that room, I am protected and cared for, we all are. 

Thanks Safety Queen and sorry for all "I'm Sorries" today LOL ~Take it back!
 
Today was literally my last session with "Meeka" my T for over 4 and a half years. It is sad and was so very hard to say goodbye. We were both in tears as i left her office turning around to ask. "Meeka, will you ever forget me?" she replied "You, my dear are unforgettable.  And I will always keep a piece of Bethie with me, right here." *touches her heart. OMGosh I am so crying right now. We went over the last few years as best we could in a short hour. Our last hour together. I felt so proud and she was proud of me for making it through the transition from her to Safety Queen, my current T. She helped me find her and remained with me from time to time the last few months as I settled in with my new safe place in Safety Queen. She drew me a butterfly to have in my collection on a card to hold onto always. *tears falling hard. 

I will miss her so much. I have settled quite nicely in my place with Safety Queen but closing this part of my recovery is proving quite difficult. I cannot believe I will no longer sit in that office and share my most deep and inner thoughts with the first person to understand and dedicate her life to DID. She has helped me figure out many of my parts and who they are. 

~Okay gotta stop thinking of this for now and hard to see the screen through the tears.

 
Picture Speaks For Itself! 
 
Today we saw PDoc P and she thought it might be a good idea to see Safety Queen our T today after our session with her cause we were feeling so unsafe and she knows that Safety Queen gives us a safe feeling. We spent the time reconnecting and coming up with ways to stay safe. After I told her I would put SI #5 on the coping list she made us a new list (in the picture above). This is helping me to have the strength to get through the next little while. And she left little secret notes to some parts to see as well. So we all have options to cope.

So working through this day 20 as we speak...Any questions about list, you may ask. We love feedback and are willing to share around all this. 

May this DAY 20 turn into 21 days in 5 hours! 

(Sprayed out T's name in blue for confidentiality.) 
 
So, I have learned that Tracey (9) was the one who took us there, to that horrible place.

My therapist and others have helped me figure some things out. 
Not everything but I get the overall idea of what is going on. 

Tracey feels like no one sees her and that we don't believe what has happened to her. She also feels like I, Valynn don't believe that that place is real and that it didn't all happen.

I do know that place is real. I just don't want to know everything that has happened. I know I will have to think it and feel it and work through it in order for all of us to heal. But it is so scared and I don't feel ready.

I was so angry with Tracey for doing this but I am starting to take it in and understand why. Knowing why does not make it less painful or easy to face. 

Looks like therapy will be quite intense over the next little while. 

Feeling the fear and doing it anyways. 

I can see how brave it was for Tracey to go there and then admit to someone that it was her and why. I think I struggle so much of course cause it is I who is attached personally to these places and feelings and events. 

Anyways feel like I am rambling but I am trying to still take this all in and process it all as well. 
 
I am totally freaked out. 
We dissociated a couple of nights ago and when we came to so to speak and the awareness returned it was like 3am and we were sitting 2 and half hours from home in a park right beside our childhood home where all the sexual abuse took place. 

We began to shake uncontrollably when I, Valynn realized where I was. It was the same but difference. Took a few mins to realize where we were.

This was the place where my uncle first hurt us by having sex with us when the body was 9. The abuse started at age four to our memory, maybe before. 

After not being here for over 23 years the shock was so so so scary. 

Memories stared flooding back in and I quickly began questioning those inside as to why? Unfortunately in a very freaked out angry way. I started yelling why would you ever fucking bring me here. What in the world are you trying to tell me. Why would you bring me to hell on earth again....


This was so very re traumatizing.........

So much so that even writing this is bringing it back. I have no idea how I have not cut around it yet. I am fighting the urges so bad right now.  I am feeling unsafe inside. Not life threatening unsafe but super little scary unsafe. If that makes any sense. 

I then called someone, a safe friend, to come to get us. He did and helped me write a note reading. "I survived this place" and posted it up where people could see it. 

We have not lost time like this in a long time. It scares us and wondering why now. 

I wish I could find the words to express how devastating it was to be back 23 years later in a place of hell. 

This place where many men hurt me daily for years...I don't know how to close this or deal with this, or process this. I am needing much support. I need to say more but will stop for now as I am getting quite re- triggered. 

Gotta go....hugs and feedback welcomed please.