Much like the experience I had last weekend (of dealing with a common cold) a routine visit to the dentist's office yesterday set off a lot of triggers and was completely hard to get through and emotionally painful to deal with. After the appointment I was completely tired and I felt really bad but I was not able to explain the 'why' immediately. After I left the dentist's office yesterday I tried to do my usual 'emotional dump' of what had happened; why it had bothered me, etc. I spent yesterday afternoon packing and trying to get organized for going back to Italy this Thursday. As soon as I stopped doing that and sat down to talk to Stefano over Skype I knew something was wrong.It is hard to explain the details since it is still hard for me to think about it. Having a mouth and teeth and trying to accept knowing about all of the ORAL ABUSE I survived... it is exquisitely painful. Anyway- I used to be able to dissociate when I went to the dentist. But those days are gone now.
Ouch.
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ouch...but good...you're associating...ouch...
Oh, I'm sorry. Not dissociating is good, but painful. My husband used to have to go with me along with my blanket when I first started dealing with my memories; otherwise, I'd never be able to have the work done. You made great connections. Take Care, CC
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