Lashing out vs withdrawal
I hear you. Making people feel sorry for me is a losing proposition. But it needs to be said from time to time.
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The road to my hell is paved with your good intentions.
I used to have a lot of anger issues in the past, and I used to lash out at whoever got in my way as a child. I grew out of the violent aspects of my condition, but I still have anger issues whenever I am under any kind of stress. I am very fortunate to have a job that provides very little stress, I have no issues in my life that make it stressful, and I practice yoga to calm my mind and senses for good measure. Since I have almost no stress at all in my life, whenever anyone starts pushing my buttons, I react with very little emotion whatsoever. My reaction is usually something like, "You are deliberately provoking me ... why?" which tends to further anger the perpetrator. I don't know if you would call this withdrawal or not, but that is usually my reaction. If I am under any stress, I am still generally pretty calm when provoked (comparatively speaking), but I fantasize what I would really like to do to them, which is to beat them to a bloody pulp. I don't follow through with this fantasy, thank goodness. - LJS
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Long John Silver
San Diego, CA, USA
I've done both, but since most of my meltdowns have gone away, praise God, I don't do so much.
However, I can empathize (for lack of a better term) with those of you who were hit during meltdowns by parents trying to control them. The common definition of a temper tantrum is a child acting out on purpose for attention; I never had one temper tantrum. All meltdowns. However, I got hit like they were all temper tantrums. It got to the point where, inside my head, I was begging myself to control it because I didn't want to get spanked. Never worked though.
Nowadays, when a meltdown tends to come on, I tend to want to shut down & cry a little bit to try to get myself in order. I can suppress it when ordered (which is all the time), but it sucks to suppress it. You feel like you're about to explode for the next two hours, at least.
That is my problem, I cannot supress at all,
it explodes outward anyway.
The worst ones I have no memory of,
only what parents told me, they learnt
very quickly not to strike me because
I was told I bit them and did alot of
damage doing it. They had to have a
doctor come to the house and stick
me with a needle that had some strong
knockout medicine in it so I would let go.
I just stay away from things that would
cause me to have those blackout-seizures.
It is one very important reason I stay
OUT of reships because if she struck me,
slapped me, etc, I could black out and bite
or scratch her severely, and I don't want that.
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A Boy And His Cat
When society stops expecting
too much from me, I will
stop disappointing them.
Upon further review, I suppose I have had a few good episodes that could be called meltdowns, even as an adult. I can recall a few real good outbursts that could be seen as highly unprofessional. Nothing physical, but certainly some high intensity anger.
Definitely had some has a child.
But nevertheless, my primary modality is to shutdown.
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When God made me He didn't use a mold. I'm FREEHAND baby!
The road to my hell is paved with your good intentions.
I often feel this way too! After I had my kids its almost as if I have forced myself to see what I do. I can lash out and then retract and redirect myself. Who wants to hurt their kids right? It must be a subconscious motivator. To try and limit my lashing out to my fiance I have learned the same thing, I can kinda tell if I am going to bite, I do not know how to actually stop the biting act but I redirect it to myself or whatever is close by. It doesnt matter how much I argue with myself, the loss of control always wins.
And THIS. I have life long chronic depression. I attribute it in large part a reaction to the suppression of my true nature and extraordinarily tight control on things like stimming and outbursts.
Turns out my stimming control isn't as good as I thought. Maybe I've become hyper aware, but I find myself doing things all the time. I was walking through a crowded room recently, looked down and saw my hand flapping. It was almost an out of body experience (hmmm ... look at that ... my hand is flapping ... )
It sounds like we had similar upbringings. My mom nit-picked every single thing I did. All stims were corrected or made fun of. I tried so hard to be good. Physically, I turned into a robot. I would just sit/stand perfectly still when I was around my parents. By the time I had time to myself, all the energy/anxiety was almost bursting out of me.
I tried very hard to be good. The only times I got in trouble were for saying something inappropriate, or the result of a meltdown/shutdown. My mother would slap my face or make me eat soap if I said something wrong. My dad did the spanking. Most of the spankings were because I innocently forgot a chore, or because I “overreacted” to something. I know now that I was in meltdown many of the times I was spanked. Oh, that made things so horribly worse.
It’s hard to live with an ASD when you have absolutely no outlet. NONE. Not a single flippin one.
I didn’t share this so people would feel sorry for me. That stuff doesn’t hurt now. And I know many people had worse childhood. Maybe a parent will read it and know better.
spankings cause me to put many many holes in my walls as a kid. Which led to more spankings. My parents called me a ret*d "Stop acting like a ret*d" when I was stimming. It was mentaly painful. I belive it is WHY I am so aggressive. I never learned to redirect my behavior because they were so inconsistent and I was afraid of them. Afraid to disappoint. Thats why I teach my son to redirect his feelings when he has one. I made him a calming box he could go to and release his frustration and I point out his signs of frustration to him so he can see his warning signs. It helps a little but he still can not see completely when he is goin to have one.
It was similar for me. I didn't get hit very often but when I did it was terrifying and unpredictable so I was constantly afraid of it happening. I was very well behaved as a result. I didn't have meltdowns other than just crying meltdowns and I also didn't have any of the behavioral problems that would be typical for a child with ADHD. I was just very quiet and still most of the time. The only thing I couldn't stop myself from doing was "talking back". But I don't remember ever doing it to be defiant or rebellious, I was just saying what I thought about things and the way adults reacted to that always surprised me.
What really makes me sad about it is at the time, my parents thought what they were doing worked really well because I was so quiet and well behaved, and I'm sure a lot of parents think the same way.