Hello Dear @PeppiPatty Anne
Good to read your words.
You sound like you have a lot going on for you right now. I hope the waves are only breaking at your prow, and not over your deck. 🙂
In answer to your thoughtful suggestion, no, it's not silence that I'm craving. I actually appreciate hearing responses, but I really want to know I'm being talked to, not at. I know that's something not everyone can achieve, and @CherryBomb was right to say it. (And yep, I realise it's something I'm very sensitised to, but it's not without reason.) But I'm really reaching out for people to come close so we can snort each others' breath, so to speak. It's no mistake that the book that first got me interested in Jungian personality types was called "Please Understand Me".
(Oh, before I forget: thank you for mentioning the book you're reading; I haven't read it, and I know almost precisely nothing about bipolar minds, so there's a lot that's new to me.)
But the reason I'm not a rapid-responder when it comes to posts is that I spend a lot of my time these days -- perhaps even the majority of my time -- in a non-verbal space. I read posts, here and on the Internet generally (I like talking about books and movies too), and I usually have to take them away in my thoughts and sit with them for a while (even days) before I have the first idea of how to respond. In face-to-face conversations, I'm a Master of Realising Hours Later What I Should Have Said. (Hmmm, no, not a "Master" -- even hours later, my responses are too often ineluctably lame.)
Ever hear of myotonia? I first came across the term myotonic goat, a particular breed of goat with reflexes that in response to a fright overload its nerves, immobilising its muscle response and often making it faint and keel over. People herding animals like sheep in some regions keep one of these goats with the herd, so that if a predator like a wolf attacks, the goat keels over and gets picked off while the more valued herd animals get away. Humans can be myotonic as well, and I realised I am. (It's since been confirmed by a doctor.) It's why I've always been completely crap at sports (except, of all things, tenpin bowling, where I even won a state championship! And yes, the sound you now hear is me beating my chest!) because, although my reflexes are quick, what they do is make me sieze up in a "startle" response. And yet I can (could!) dance, and even worked in professional musical theatre. (A former life.) But I can't play video games, another thing I always longed to be good at, because by the time I get past the startle response I've already been blasted back to Level One.
The pattern fits for my thoughts and verbal responses as well, particularly (I suspect) as a consequence of the compound trauma. I have a mental startle response, especially in moments of conflict, get stuck for words and get overwhelmed by something like shame (not least because I feel I've done myself out of the very sense of connection I was hoping for, and because I get that "here we go again" sense of resignation). It's taken me a lot of my life to understand, but now that I do, it's easier; it helps defuse the shame.
Woof. Longer than I intended. Tha mi duilich. ("I'm sorry", but literally "I am troublesome".)
tl;dr: Thanks for being friendly, Anne, and please bear with me. [sad smile]
Kind regards,
Aonaran.
p.s. Just my point of view, but to me there's no strong distinction in "only my truth". 🙂 What's true to you is what's true to you, and someone else (even everyone else) not grasping it doesn't make it not true for you. That's my perspective, anyway, and it's behind the horror I've expressed here of the Helping Professions trying to forcibly impose their realities on individuals. We can all go astray in our thoughts, and see things through our own filters that hide some things from us, but I feel passionately that our realities shouldn't be given a blanket invalidation, because the "Professionals" have their filters too. The path towards "reality" has to be a respectful negotiation, I feel.