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Thursday, January 2, 2014.  “Limbic kindling.”  I think of this as “limbic irritability” as it is literally a consequence (most of the time) of early child abuse during early brain/nervous system formative stages that results in injury and wounding.  I often think of skin irritation after a burn.  An extreme sensitivity to events in the environment that touch it or send reverberations that escalate like resounding trauma echoes into areas that we have no way NOT to feel if we are on a healing journey.

A few years ago I learned that “depression” is an “anxiety disorder.”  Depression is known to be complemented with irritability.  Anxiety, at least for me, certainly follows those same pathways.  I believe these are both directly tied to Posttraumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD), as well.  Add to this pot of horrors a big dose of dissociation and its complements of depersonalization and derealization, and – well – those who KNOW know the patterns that result.

For 14 years I limited my life to a small town rural area where the climate and the culture suited me like a comfortable second skin.  Like a comfortable outfit of clothing that place only chafed me when the wind blew dirt into my house and when my poverty made it difficult for me to adequately heat my uninsulated house.  People there were easy-going.  Nobody in all the time I lived there ever breathed the words “low income” although many residents certainly were.

No, the place was not perfect but within that arena I knew clearly what my limits were and could live a life that avoided conflicts with the world-at-large.  I may soon write of some of the bizarre encounters I have met here in Fargo in situations that could not possibly appear where I just moved from.  I have NO PATIENCE with ….  well, if I were to begin writing of those scenarios and situations now this post would move to another level I don’t intend for this one.

Enough to say that my limbic irritability has not won me friends in the arenas I am referring to — nor does my irritability contribute to me caring.  How the irritability interacts with the stress within my family is another matter and one of great complexity that I DO care about.  Although the physiological connections to all my irritability — and I know this because I remember myself very well as a different far calmer and nicer person throughout most of my adulthood until my Reactive Attachment Disorder was triggered in the past ten years — resides in my nervous system itself, it is far from only anger that rebounds within me when it comes to family and that history. 

I was thinking yesterday that humans did not evolve to for a life that moves this fast!!  I find it impossible to keep up with the pace of interactions that people have with one another.  In this light I know that once my life settles down, and my home is put back together as much as it can be here, I hope some inner peace returns to me in place of much of this irritability that leaves me with a heart pleading for forgiveness for my emotional state from the universe that did allow the injuries to happen to me in the first place!  So many mysteries.

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+IN MY OWN APARTMENT BUT STILL A LONG, LONG WAY TO GO

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Thursday, January 2, 2014.  Ninety-seven days have passed since I disconnected my computer from the internet at my home in Arizona as I headed into the thick of my major move north.  Here I am at my new apartment — online.  These have been some bucking-bronco-days.  I wish I could, through ESP, communicate to you readers all I wish I could!!  I doubt that even words are my friends right now.  I am still in the midst of what I have called “the too muchness of life.”  (I write this with the immediate thought following, “I have no right to complain.  Life could be so much worse.”)

Never having been on the back of a bucking bronco I can only imagine that it would be difficult to feel at peace during the experience.  Calm repose?  Hardly.  It is NOT the collection, the long continuous stream of changes and repercussions that this monster move has brought to me that is so much the problem.  As is true of so many (if not all) severe early child abuse trauma survivors it is my very body, my nervous system, brain, emotions — all of those trauma created changes in HOW I experience my experiences that makes what I have gone through and am going through so extraordinarily difficult — not only for me but for those around me.

At this moment as I view the terrain of ME at this moment I would, hands down (or hands up?) name this as a Reactive (Insecure) Attachment Disorder malady.  The “disorganized disoriented” array can be somewhat controlled for with the loving attendance of my daughters.  ONLY one thing at a time can be dealt with — and SURPRISES are poisonous toxins to me.  Yet even with steps in this process being mostly anticipated my reactivity is lying at the edge of internal chaos most of the time.

“Limbic kindling” is an excellent term as it has been put forth by the developmental neuroscientists to describe some of what happens when the overly distressed early forming right brain hemisphere is/was challenged past the coping level especially due to relationship trauma from age 0-2 attachment caregivers.  The emotional experiences I am going through do create almost a “seizure” kind of sensation as the intensity and dysregulation of stimulation-reaction cannot be matched with my ability to smoothly transition through changes.

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I have a few blog posts that I have handwritten in the past few days.  I am not sure if I will post them or not.  Because my life is not intimately involved with family members’ I need to determine where the boundaries are between what I would say if the field were wide open and what I can say to be respectful of privacy.  I just don’t know — which is my state regarding so much of my existence right now. 

At least I am back online although I do not know where to keep my computer during the day as I care for my 17-month-old very active grandson.  (The Cable One internet installer could not get my router to work so the wireless component of my internet service is not yet working.)  I am used to a pattern of writing that lets me keep the computer where I can step over to write at any moment during the day.  How to do that in this tiny apartment is as yet beyond me but I will do my best to figure out that problem along with all the others around me.

Thank you readers for your patience during my absence from this blog.  Instead of a colorful Arizona desert landscape and the glories of my garden in winter I look out at snow on a below zero day.  All is different in my life, so very very different from what is familiar — and grounding to me.  Just saying….

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