Approach to Life

My approach to life was set at a time when I was forced to deal with bullies and being ostracized by my peers. My response to these events was to analyze my social environment and seek to develop insights that might assist in responding to conflict, or otherwise help to master my social environment. I was unaware I was acting in this analytic fashion. Since I lacked awareness of other people’s thoughts, I made the false assumption that my analytic approach was the conventional one, the “normal” approach to life. But I have since learned that most people were shaped by a very different, much more benign, set of circumstances. Conventional wisdom lay well outside my sphere of experience.

With the TBI injury, my response followed a similar pattern. My approach has been to seek analytic insight into the injury. The motivation was the tacit, unstated belief, that such analysis would assist in surmounting the various deficits associated with the injury. I responded to the injury in the same way I had dealt with every other life obstacle I had faced. But this analytic approach does not work with TBI.

No degree of awareness of the deficits provoked by the injury serves to reduce, or eliminate, those deficits. An intellectual awareness of the problem does not mitigate the problem. My entire mode of interacting with the world, a mode which served well in addressing past problems, has almost no application to the problems I am now facing.

Awareness of the disconnect between my life strategy, and the problems posed by the injury, triggered the latest depressive event. Increased understanding illuminates, but does not directly resolve the problem. It is like waking in the night and detecting a faint strange odour. After a period of investigation, you determine the house is on fire. This insight does little to protect you from the flame. If you are trapped on the 3rd floor that insight may deliver no benefit at all.

Update 16/06/14

This was a scheduled post from last night. I laboured over the text as an exercise in recovery from the tailspin. It has required considerable revision.

 

 

 

 

Chill Grey Day

Up since 0700. A chill grey day.

Have been working to push myself to accomplish little things. I am fighting to remain engaged. Realize I have spent much of the past week sleeping. Dr H wants to put me on anti-depressants.

Have found myself messing around with photographic imagery. Trying to use this image work as a means to regain normalcy, climb out of the tailspin.

 

 

 

 

Running Out of Steam

I feel myself giving up. I am not sure how to address this.

Before I go to see one of my Doctors, I will write out an “inventory” of the issues I wish to discuss. When I read through the past list of issues, and the dates, I observe a sequence of events, and discoveries, each of which has had a significant impact.

Since posting on the Blog Hiatus, I have experienced a series of small psychic detonations, a slow cascade of revelation, and insight. This insight provided the motive and the trigger for the subsequent extended series of blog posts.

What I now sense is that I am running out of steam. I once held the belief that insight would open a pathway to recovery, that insight itself might have curative properties. That simply gaining an understanding of the issues would be sufficient to dispel them, diminish them, vanquish them.

I am losing that belief.

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Update June 15th 2014
This post was heavily edited and rewritten. My poor state of mind was evident in the writing.