mgran wrote:
I tried describing it to my Dad once, and said it was like floating my mind out on the water. In my head I could see a lily floating down stream. Which is a positive space out experience for me. (There are negative ones as well, but they're not nearly so calming.) My Dad looked at me funny, and pointed out that I'm not normal. :lol:
I tried to explain to my dad once the disintegration I experienced when he (or anyone) would yell at me for extended periods of time. The disintegration was very frightening to me.
I said that first it was as if his head were getting smaller and smaller and his voice were getting fainter and fainter. I didn't know the phrase "tunnel vision" at the time, but that was what was happening to me. I said that when he got smaller, everything around him got black and he got smaller and smaller and fainter and fainter until it was like he was on television in a pitch black room. But he kept getting smaller until he was just a pinpoint of light and then he would wink out and I was in compete darkness and complete silence and very frightened that I would never be able to get back out of it again.
His response was to sneer and say, "I always thought you weren't listening to me."
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