Just a conversation @Decadian through the lens of my whacky mind and life and what others may bring to it ..
Possibly.. .maybe not ??
.personalisation is taking identification with another person too far and not being able to separate or distance from the person or the issues. When I was 20 I truly would not have had the ability to do that as a psych nurse .. too many triggers..I.stayed in the public service. In the interview they were nice, acknowledged I was very mature etc .. but given family history .. no job.
. At least I have now lived in many different worlds . .. personal company and profession .. I can back away if I get overwhelmed. When I was visiting the homeless people in Sydney, I was drawn to visit again the next day .. to check a young pregnant girl was alright .. but realised I had to let it go as they had their life paths and I was relating to them more through my childhood memories. I then had a strong sense that I was no longer in that space and it was time to go.
Personalisation is partly interpersonal.. a psychic activity generated from without.. it can also be related to maturity ..
Empathy is often seen as a desireable trait to have . but it also can causes problems for the "feeler" if they cannot separate their own situation from the one with whom they share compassion. It happens a lot on this forum and in the helping professions generally .. some are more prone...
One Identity .. may be that "I am a nice person and care about others" .. but then we come up against limits when we realise we cant be that to all people all the time.
Dissociation is intrapsychic and about distancing from one's environment including people and feelings. It can be intense too and has more cerebral content and is complicated.Reading another's internal state would be difficult when dissociated.
I had no idea of the extremity of the issues I was living with. My sister's death was a serious shock to me and the preceding 2 years shook upmy sense that my family was normal. Yet still I realise that others cannot relate and are scared off by relaxed prattle about my life.
I spent my childhood with head buried in books..probably a bit dissociated .. no-one diagnosed it .. I
thought I was lucky as my parents were not veryrviolent and aggressive with me. I saw plenty of that around .. in the slums .
Dissociation was adaptive in that I was not obviously distressed but encouraged me to distance myself from feelings that other regarded as normal so I engaged in risky activities without realisation of the risk.
Dissociation can be adaptive if say we can step outside of our own beings momentarily .. to help someone .. but when it is habitual ... blurs our understanding of reality .egI did not realise that my mother would never recover. I thought if we had family holidays she would be calm grateful pleased with me etc ...