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Dec. 14th, 2021 04:53 pm
Not dead yet
Sorry if anyone was concerned but it seems that due to some password changes my Dreamwidth posts haven't been crossposting to LiveJournal. Not that I've made many posts, mind you, but it hasn't been an entire year! (Not including occasional me-only posts which are mostly related to linguistic projects of mine that aren't ready for primetime.)
I have actually been thinking about posting here again since this weekend reminded me that there's still a fair bit of junk from the last six or seven years that I haven't fully processed and this might not be a bad place to do it as I prepare to start therapy in the New Year. It's very targeted, designed to help decrease my œsophageal sensitivity, but because all this shit is connected my therapist wants to start off with a couple of CBT sessions to clear out any old trauma before we start working on that (since hypnotherapy apparently doesn't work well on trauma).
Nothing really bad happened--I had a very good day Saturday, in fact--but suddenly my emotions did a 180 and I became a depressed wreck. I'm still not sure what the actual trigger was or how much that matters; sometimes there's just a lot of grief under the surface and it doesn't take much to bring it to the surface. But it behooves me to make an effort to find out. Stay tuned!
I have actually been thinking about posting here again since this weekend reminded me that there's still a fair bit of junk from the last six or seven years that I haven't fully processed and this might not be a bad place to do it as I prepare to start therapy in the New Year. It's very targeted, designed to help decrease my œsophageal sensitivity, but because all this shit is connected my therapist wants to start off with a couple of CBT sessions to clear out any old trauma before we start working on that (since hypnotherapy apparently doesn't work well on trauma).
Nothing really bad happened--I had a very good day Saturday, in fact--but suddenly my emotions did a 180 and I became a depressed wreck. I'm still not sure what the actual trigger was or how much that matters; sometimes there's just a lot of grief under the surface and it doesn't take much to bring it to the surface. But it behooves me to make an effort to find out. Stay tuned!
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