So, finally, after so many years of struggling emotionally and mentally, the psychologist revealed to me today what it is that’s been going on with me.
The Daily Prompt of ‘Torn’ is quite fitting.
The very nice psychologist came to the following conclusions about me:
- I have severe social anxiety
- I have a sensory disorder (I get overloaded by certain things I see, hear or feel)
- I have Alexithymia(I have difficulty inexperiencing, expressing and describing my emotions and how I feel)
So, not only am I torn about how I feel but also my mind is torn three different and separate ways. And now I have to work out how to deal with each of them.
This is pretty spot on right now…
It’s bad, isn’t it, that my whole life I’ve never fitted in and now the same’s true for my diagnosis? I was frustrated, angry, disappointed and cried a hell of a lot. That’s because I know how to do this and do it well. And this rings true…
I was told a few days ago that I was an ‘interesting case’ and that I was ‘definitely special and fabulous’. Lovely, but seeing as compliments freak me out and make me awkward, it wasn’t great.
I have a full report basically telling me I’m very anxious. Which I knew.
The cause? For those who know me, you’ll already know this…My Dad. This surprises me not. That’s a WHOLE different blogpost for when I’m less seethingly angry at him. Or when it’s simmering. I write better when there’s simmering.
For now, I’ll continue to be torn between the diagnosis I got today and what I’ve been told in the past, and try to find my way to self-help.
If anyone has any hints or tips on dealing with the above, that would be awesome.