Skylark7
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"It is often ... difficult to imagine that our minds can cause (symptoms such as) burning, tingling, numbness, fatigue, anxiety, depression or insomnia." (pg 94)
Surely many people DO find it difficult — particularly those not prone to introspection, and particularly when symptoms seem very physical (pain, burning, tingling, numbness).
But I don't need to be convinced that my fatigue, anxiety, depression, insomnia, and obsessive thought patterns are manifestations of my thoughts and emotions, conscious or unconscious. I know this all too well and have for many years. Nor does it come as a revealation that these conditions are linked to my life experiences and traumas, as I've been unpacking those for over four decades.
I know my brain is "sticky," that my fears present in somatic ways, and that my brain seeks to "protect" me from further trauma. I know that ALL sensations originate in the brain (which is true of everyone), and that MY brain is more talented than most when it comes to creating "physical" symptoms. Nausea, palpitations, headaches, you name it; it's been a frustration all my life. I felt betrayed by my own body when, about 10 years ago, a leg paralysis turned out to be "conversion disorder" — a condition I didn't even believe was real at the time. That was clearly the correct diagnosis, though, as the symptoms vanished the moment I learned they actually WERE "all in my head."
The symptom that distresses me now, though, is the worst I've ever had — by far the most disabling, and for the longest time. It's an "oral dysaesthesia," a weird, foreign feeling inside my mouth, diagnosed as Burning Mouth Syndrome (a neuropathic pain condition that might have been caused by reflux), and also self-diagnosed as a somatic hyperawareness.
The problem isn't that the pain is horrific — it's more of a numby-tingly oddness than it is a burning. The problem is that it's intrusive and constant, unchanging, visceral and "loud," there every waking moment for seven years now. I can't habituate to it. I can't ignore it. Nothing "distracts" me from it; I struggle to pay attention to ANYTHING else, including things I enjoy. And I've become unable to function.
It's not hypochondria; I'm not worried about cancer or a brain tumor. My worry is that I'll spend the rest of my life as I have for the last seven, with this sensation taking up 90% of my conscious awareness at any given moment. And that's the thought that gives me existential despair.
I've told every therapist, counselor, psychologist and doctor I've seen that it's NOT my goal to "get rid of" this symptom, but to teach my brain to simply disregard it. The end result would be the same. Trying to find help to "retrain my brain" is what led me to the topic of Pain Reprocessing Therapy, then to a local Integrative Health doctor, then to Dr Schubiner's book, then to this website. That doctor, along with every doctor and therapist I've had for decades (since long before THIS symptom), expressed hope and optimism for my healing — especially since I have lots of insight into my symptoms and my trauma and I'm willing to put in the work.
And I AM willing to put in the work. I've gone beyond rock-bottom and my life is at risk.
My problem is this: 94 pages in, I'm thinking, My God. None of this is new (so far), and I've gone much deeper in the past. I've BEEN journaling about my emotions and thoughts for 45+ years, since first diagnosed with anxiety, depression and OCD as a teen. I got a psych degree, I've used CBT and led CBT support groups; I've picked apart EVERY moment of my youth again and again; I've written articles and books about my family dynamics and C-PTSD. And I look at this book and think, "Is that all there is?"
PLEASE don't misunderstand me. I am NOT saying I know more than Dr Schubiner or that I'm "above" treatment. I'm saying that I already know/do the things he's talked about so far, over the course of years with no improvement (actually gotten worse), and I need to understand what will be new or different this time ... and how this doesn’t mean the end of the road for me.
Does anyone understand what I mean?