babybird wrote:
Yeah I'm not even sure what happiness is tbh
But then I'm not sure what unhappiness is either but I reckon out of the two if you took my whole life into account I'd probably score higher with unhappy rather than happy but that's only if you did a tick list because in reality I struggle to actually pin either extreme down
For most of my life, I know my emotions are not exactly the norm.
It's usually in extremes, with several layers. Most of which have it's own repercussions.
My emotional wick is soaked with gas; so when it's lit, it doesn't go through stages -- it goes all at once.
No chance to regulate, let alone have a choose how to react, and it drags itself.
Had enough with people accusing me to not stopping and drop the damn thing off like some immature brat.
But I always, always know better... That something is just wrong.
Now, it's no longer the case. And I will say it again; this is how I want to experience emotions. And I'm still exploring it. And I would like to -- and I while it will take a while, I will have a way easier time.
If I were a less resilient person, if I didn't knew any better deep down -- I'd probably ended up mentally ill; and with the amount of energy I had to put on struggling to control my reaction knowing how wrong it is.
... To a point that I disallow affective empathy; because it leads into some form of dysregulation, in which leads to some form of helpless exploitation.
I do not want that.
Now there's no more dysregulation anymore.
I can control the reactions without putting a good fraction of my energy forcing myself from doing something stupid or 'predictively' swaying one or the other.
I can now be as empathically affective as I want.
All without the damnable consequences and the stupid slippery slopes that will bring my head and internal world easily into less welcoming places and mindsets.
This means, no more destructive crap.
No more 'over reactivity'.
No more 'over sensitivity'.
I can now just learn and move on from whatever unpleasant crap. No more beating myself up for 'knowing any better' yet unable to act upon it.
In a way...
I'm grieving for the time and opportunities I lost over the cacophonic fights inside me.
If my body wants to cry -- I can choose when and where now instead of some child who cannot wait and hold on.
If my body wants to laugh, be angry, be jealous...
All of it. I no longer HAD to forcibly resist because of being in the wrong time, in the wrong place, for going for the 'wrong reasons'...
To intentionally trigger me is easy; it's just the matter of how I choose it.
It's no longer the other way around.
This is what I want.
And I'm still learning. No more helplessly "struggling" over already knowns -- instead I'm experimenting, exploring...
No matter how painful, it's how I imagined it. Just the way how I like to experience and live in it.