Hi @Former-Member, and everyone in this discussion.
*trigger warning - mention CSA*
This is so timely, I was reminded last week when I was at my GP (wonderful person over a decade I have been seeing her) as we filled in the TPD medical attendants statement for my insurance claim, that - she had actually been suggesting for near on ten years that I would benefit from a psychiatric assessment and diagnosis. I kept sidestepping that and pushing back with a very firm no.
I have been VERY self protective and fearful of getting a 'label' slapped on me by someone else, and as roller-coastery as it was to finally go and be assessed (by a diagnostic psychiatrist, not a treating psychiatrist) it has actually helped in the long run, because it explains SO much to me. Yet, on a different day I may well have been diagnosed with schizoaffective disorder. (I get the spectrum thing someone else mentions - the similarities of Autism, BiPolar, Schizoid) I certainly protected some of the 'worst' of my MI symptoms when I presented to the Psyche and I wonder now if I should have. I did not tell her about the SH for instance.
I too am an adult survivor of childhood sexual and emotional abuse in my adopted family. I spent many years in my 20's and 30's trying to sort that out through counselling. Counselling on this part of my lived experience ALWAYS chucked me into hypomania - I would become this super-woman of a survivor, playing it up to the counsellor (not deliberately) and becoming the most sensationally 'recovered' client. So that, I suspect in hindsight I could STOP the sessions (see how much better I am now!) and go on my weary way. It was exhausting.
So on one hand I am glad to have had a diagnoses, and this has provided an underpinning for some excellent medication (anti-psychotic) which i wish I had been on for ever because it has made SUCH a difference in my day to day life. I do not tolerate mood stabilisers they chuck me into deep depression, obsessive thought and SI. The diagnoses has also provided an underpinning for a disability claim on insurance (when coupled with my chronic sensitised pain syndrome and back injury), BUT even until a few weeks ago - I felt trapped, that somehow I AM this (conglomeration of various) MI & physical disability rather than just having it, or living with it.
In the journey though in the past few weeks, I have moved on from feeling trapped to just accepting that in a world that has to classify, judge, label, (the human condition) and pigeon hole everything - that while it has been useful in some ways - it must not 'define' ME. Just help to explain some of me.
THIS ME - who carved out from an awful life a great woman who is resilient, creative, awesome, kind, intelligent, humorous, inquisitive, and on good days amazingly perceptive and a big picture thinker (while holding all the small details necessary to come up with good solutions to problems) ... all the value of mySelf is there and shiny - and I MUST come back to her often. (ah, I have slipped into third person... I seem to do that when I am being nice about myself - somehow - "She" the good one, the nice one has to be mentioned as someOne else than this messy being who struggles. <laughing>/
Some days I cannot see her at all, stuck in the dark cupboard with the skeletons of life's past, with the labels plastered over the doors.
We are all much more than our MI and past experiences. I hope I never have to tell anyone ever again the details of the CSA - I really feel that while my life is affected by it - the switch-on in my genes and the resultant BiPolar, PTSD, the anxiety, the OCD, the low self-esteem, the fear and social difficulties, trust etc etc - I think I have done my hard yards of that part of my life, and I just try now to live with acceptance -not accepting that abuse "happens"per se - I struggled for so long with this acceptance thing, and recently I realised I could accept that the unacceptable happens, and that it happened to me.
I don't have an ongoing with a mainstream MH professional. I seek help from time to time get a few sessions under my belt, learn son new life-skills. The greatest help int he past couple of years was looking at my values and how I am solid in them, no matter what else is happening in my mind, life, I live out a core set of values that IS me. That was a relief because I didn't think there really WAS anything worthwhile in here until then despite evidence to the contrary.
Sorry this is long, this discussion triggered a really useful thought process for me, am I my diagnoses? - No
Has it helped? - Yes (and no)
Does it matter that I now have a whole new dynamo spool of labels? - Not really.
I just try to live the best I can, and when I fail and fall apart for a while, at least now I know it is not because I am a failure, it is because I have a biochemical, physiological illness, that has been really helpful knowledge.