SOME OF THIS MIGHT BE TOO GRAPHIC FOR SOME PEOPLE


Some of what shows up here is just crazy, even to me and I write it. I intend to share my Journal and things I've done while in, in and out patient programs.

Chronologically I'm 58 (fall of 2013). Experientially I'm older. Emotionally I'm somewhere between 3 and 12 most of the time. I live with stress pretty much all of the time. I often say, "I have a Street address in Stress Land."

As for the name "A Sound Track of Mind". A friend made a road tape called "Experimental or Just Plan Mental" so I made "A Sound Track of Mind". However I think it applies here because of the soundtrack in my mind and, having my mind on a sound (firm) track to run, walk, or crawl on.

The names I use may or may not be real. However my name isn't legally Robin Douglas. There may be some who read this who know who I am because I've been using the name for many years.

In a way my journal is written for my therapist, Jeanne. However, it is also one of the only ways I've found of constructively expressing my feeling with myself. It starts off very sudden because I started writing again to help with therapy. So your missing about 3 years of background. On Tuesday I bring in whatever I've written for the previous week.

Back in '85 through '90 I had written over 350 pages. I called it TEST as in "This is a test it is only a test". I call the new one Test. From 1991 to October 2013, I've written less than fifty pages in many fits and starts but, never being to be able to keep it up. Jeanne likes it because it gives her something to work with if I'm just chattering.

Tuesday, April 29, 2014

Week 28   -   2014-04-27 Sun.

2014-04-27 Sun.


When we, people in general, are young we need a stable environment. From birth to roughly five or six life is nothing but change from a child’s perspective. We are learning constantly at a very accelerated pace or maybe it’s that out learning slows as we age. Parental attention, supervision, and rules change with age. We need constants to balance these thing out.

My mother was emotionally absent most of the time, this is change/ inconsistency. My father was never there emotionally and his moods went from neutral to bad, at least when it came to me. Fortunately he wasn’t around most of the time, though this is another change/inconsistency.

When I was 18 I had lived in eighteen different places in Maine Mass., Fla., NH, Indiana, and DC. From 6 to 15 I had lived in eight different places and I lived in one of them for two years. Even military kids don’t move that often and when they move they still have the military.

For trauma people who lived in one place through their childhood the inconsistencies and insanity of home life versus life outside the home are enough to create the same effect. We, people, are born with a need for stability and safety.

So ask yourself Why Change. I’m no longer in that environment. I live very well for my needs on disability. My environment is very stable. I need to change Cause He Almost Never Got Enough.

I got enough to keep me alive. My mother gave me enough love that I know what love is. Though she is one of two people in my life now that I could say I really love. My friend, yes one real friend, lives in Chicago. We met when I was 16 and she moved away when I was 27. I’m now 58 and we have managed to stay in touch all of this time. When she left we probably wouldn’t have said we loved each other, now we do.

I need more people in my life but, that requires change. Change I know I need but, I still fight unconsciously. The only real attachments I have are my mother, my friend, my therapist, and my computers. That order is always changing, another thing I need to change.

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