Monday, October 26, 2015

my experience with Dr. Colin A. Ross

Dr. Colin A. Ross is a nationally recognized clinician in the psychology of trauma patients. He's written many books and over a hundred papers on the subject. His most popular seems to be The Trauma Model. I may be mistaken, but that's the one I have heard of the most. Let's just say he's one of the best.

In my previous post, I talked about my stay at the inpatient side of the trauma unit. I am now finishing my last week in outpatient at another space next door. Like I said previously, I am so lucky that this hospital was just down the street from my house because the program literally saved my life. The trauma program is excellent. It's one of the best in the nation with patients from all around the United States travelling to this random place in Texas. I just got very lucky.

So, I want to give a quick overview of what a typical session is like, and I want to then share my experience. Basically, Dr. Ross uses Cognitive Behavioral Therapy (CBT) which is a way to dissect distorted or negative thinking patterns so you can be aware for future events and be able to cope with them in a more effective manner. In his sessions, you're in a group setting; however, it's a one-on-one experience therapy session. So, essentially, he talks to one person while the rest of the group stays quiet and processes what is being said because, many times, especially with trauma patients, we have similar stories or backgrounds and can relate to other experiences. The traumas are never spoken about in detail, however, because it can be triggering (which I really appreciate). Now, please keep in mind, I have only been a patient and this is not my field of study or anything. This is the information I have gathered personally.

I won't get too in depth, but he helped me discover the root of one of my distorted ways of thinking. Essentially, I have a complex where I feel like and think I'm a failure. It has a lot to do with some of my trauma as well as emotional and verbal abuse I've experienced and continue to experience. I'm learning to set boundaries though so that's a good thing. Anyway, I now, for the first time in my life, realize that I am not a failure. For someone who has been through some shit, I've persevered. I may have taken longer to get things done, but I have done them. I experienced two divorces as a child, and I got divorced as an adult. Though I have been through a divorce, it wasn't nasty or anything. My ex and I still keep in touch. I didn't witness any healthy relationships as a child so how was I to know any better as an adult? I finished university in a longer span of time than I would have liked or what seemed to be "normal." But, you know what? I did finish, and I got my degree. I may be unemployed right now, but I took a step in the right direction by checking myself into inpatient care. I am resilient. I am not a failure.

However, the one issue I had is when I came out about my eating disorder -- which is based on restricting. It was as if he didn't believe me. It is because I am fat. No, I'm not just saying that. The things he said to me felt invalidating of my experiences. I'm not even going to go into details about it because it upset me so much. This is why I'm so hesitant about doctors. I can be in perfect health, and instead of getting upset with me about smoking cigarettes, they blame my tonsillitis on my weight (I kid you not). I have a clean bill of health via blood tests and have excellent blood pressure. That doesn't matter when you're fat though. I also want to say that eating disorders come in all shapes and sizes. Your disorders are valid. An eating disorder isn't a body type.

All and all, regardless of the eating disorder thing, I think the session helped me so very much. I appreciate the experience more than I can express.

Sunday, October 25, 2015

my experience in a mental health facility

Let me begin this by saying, I have bipolar II and PTSD. I had went off my medications in August in a distorted thinking and logic spell. A lot of people end up going off their medications -- whether because we think we're "cured" or because we think they're not working. This being said, I am not an advocate that everyone should be medicated. I'm under the belief that everyone has the right to choose whether they want medication or not. Everyone has the right to cope with their mental illness in their own personal way. I just know that medication is a good supplement for me.

Let me also preface this by saying, I will not go into detail about my trauma or the people I met. I also mention suicide and self harm very briefly. I do not go into any detail, but if that triggers you, please be mindful of yourself and what you can and cannot read.

I checked in to a facility on September 24th. They admitted me into the trauma unit which, as it turns out, happens to be one of the best in the nation. The hospital is just down the street from where I live so it was just luck that I found such a place.

At first, I was hesitant. I voluntarily checked myself in, but I had conflicted thoughts the night I checked in as well as the first day. I was completely hopeless and suicidal. I had quit my job, and I was sleeping all day, self harming, and not eating. I didn't think anything could "save" me from myself. I questioned whether I made the right decision, but I decided to be open to it because I wanted to get better dealing with my emotions and coping with trauma I've experienced.

We were on a strict schedule. However, I needed that structure. My outside therapist told me the first day I met her to "trust the process." So I did. That phrase resonates with me so much. I actually would love to get that tattooed, but, of course, I don't have the money for that. Anyway, we had three individual therapy sessions and two psychiatrist visits every week. We had processing group and many other group therapy activities from coping, to trauma ed, to art and music therapy. I got so much out of my time there, and I would recommend that program to anyone.

One of my favorite experiences, aside from getting to know and relate to my peers, was an anger management therapy session. Now, I cry from just about anything, but my first time watching the person "throwing" (I'll explain in a second), I just broke down -- in a good way though. I hadn't realized how much anger I was feeling inside me. I learned that anger isn't a bad emotion as long as you cope with it correctly, and it doesn't turn into rage and negative coping behaviors. Basically, in the anger management therapy, there is a large board. We choose two people to warm clay balls by kneading them. It begins with an anger portion in which you throw the balls onto the board, making them stick (and it's okay if they don't), a sadness portion which you just let the balls fall from your non-dominant hand, and then an empowerment portion in which you throw the balls using empowering phrases. It's a very intense yet cathartic experience. You throw at someone(s) that have harmed you, especially in regards to your trauma. I threw at my perpetrator and my ex-best friend who protected him. I had many people to throw at, but she hurt me more than words can describe.

After my stay, I made a complete 180 when I was discharged on October 7th. I was able to feel my feelings, learned coping skills, and realize that much of my childhood along my assault is actually trauma. I learned that I wear a mask to pretend everything is fine, even when it isn't. It was a coping mechanism for me in so many ways. In a therapy session, I intensely dissociated and had flash backs from my assault. It was hard, but it helped me.

I'm now in PHP (Partial Hospitalization Program) which is essentially an outpatient program that meets for half of the day. It's a step down program to help you not relapse and to continue growing and coping in healthy ways. It can be intense, but it is so worth it.

Now, I know that everyone hasn't had the same experiences being hospitalized. I've heard countless stories as it being a nightmare for some people. However, this is my personal experience that I wanted to share. If anyone has any stories they'd like to share, please leave a comment below.

Thank you for reading.