Tuesday, February 4, 2014. When it comes to considerations of PTSD and the hippocampusthat is a part of our brain’s memory-processing paraphernalia, I suspect we are putting the memory cart before the memory horse if we assume that the risk for developing PTSD in the first place is tied to “something different about” the hippocampus of such people UNLESS we know and consider the presence or absence of early trauma in that person caused by early abuse and neglect (and even of trauma-related distress in the mother while carrying her child).
WHEW! That was a long sentence which brings me to my morning’s thoughts that my dissociation, as it is connected to my nearly continual sense that NOTHING FEELS REAL to me on an ongoing basis, is probably connected to how my hippocampus was trauma altered in its development even from the time of my birth due to abuse from my psychotically mentally ill mother.
Dissociation is also tied to the sense of “depersonalization” just as it is to “derealization.” For me this depersonalization aspect applies not only to my own sense of “not feeling real” but also to the sense that other people “don’t feel real” to me, either.
That’s a HELLUVA way to go through one’s life!
These facts are part of what fuels my passion that infant and child abuse MUST STOP!! In my case I especially believe it was the INFANT abuse I suffered during the very important rapid growth and developmental stages of my RIGHT LIMBIC (emotional-social) brain region – of which the hippocampus is a part – that has resulted in this perpetual sense I have of NOTHING actually FEELING real to me.
Here I am spending at least 10 hours every weekday caring for my perfect, precious little grandson – WHO DOES NOT FEEL REAL TO ME!! Here I am living near my nearly age-4 grandson, my two precious daughters – and THEY don’t feel real and I don’t feel real WITH THEM.
WHAT IS THIS state, ANYWAY?
Yes, it could be simply called a never-ending state of numbness. But I am NOT numb on the inside where I fully feel the grief and anger I have about being forced to live my life with this condition that neither I nor anyone else can EVER FIX! I was BUILT THIS WAY within an early environment of horrendous traumatic neglect and abuse.
I am not motivated at this point in my life to spend the hours of my life racing around the internet reading the latest research about nervous system and brain development as I was around the turn of this marvelous century we are now living in. It would take not only state-of-the-art research but research that is both cutting-edge and “pushing the envelope” to answer the kinds of questions I ask as a survivor of early severe trauma.
I would want to know at what infant developmental stages and by what processes does our brain learn the difference between living beings and inanimate objects. If an infant is not treated as a human being by someone who is not ACTING like a human being how are we supposed to know that HUMANITY exists with ourselves a part of it?
I want to know exactly WHEN the present moment becomes a PAST moment. I want to know how fast this exchange happens along with how fast does our brain circuitry work to keep up with it? I am asking, “When does the present moment become the past IN MEMORY and through what processes?”
I ask because this sense of derealization and of depersonalization is probably happening at that pace. We are left without there being any time in our present moments to LIVE the felt experience of ourselves and others before our present becomes our past in memory form that is continually being tampered with by the changes trauma created in our brain’s development – and therefore with the way we are left experiencing our lives.
I do believe that SOUL is involved and that the soul itself has powers of memory that must far surpass anything we will ever discover about the human physiologically-based memory processes. Our soul will remember everything about our lives when we are in the next world without any physical body at all. Not only will we (I believe) be held accountable to God for our every thought, feeling and action we accomplished in our physical lifetime but we will also be given spiritual understanding about the entire ball of wax!
That leaves me knowing one thing: I can only do the best that I can do at every instant of my current life. I need not feel guilty, ashamed or in any way responsible for the way my experience has been altered through my development under extreme traumatic stress in an unnatural and truly chaotic, bizarre and insane environment for the first 18 years of my life.
I can’t TELL this beautiful baby that I cannot FEEL him when he is laying in my arms or when I hold him close against me in the warmest hug possible! I don’t even have the words to think about let alone really communicate to anyone else what I am trying to describe!
If the words do not yet exist in neurophysiological language I am certainly not going to be able to find them in the only language that might work – in poetry!
If I were going to try to say what “this is like” for me I would have to say that living in a body that was forced to develop itself within a nightmare world nearly beyond imagination has been left to live in a dream-like world that DOES NOT FEEL real in many important and meaningful ways no matter how I might work to wake up from that dream state. I will NOT fully wake up – paradoxically – until I am in the next world with no body at all!
I do NOT believe that even the most well-meaning people who work to stop infant and child abuse fully GET IT about what happens to us for the rest of our lives as survivors. We are condemned to live – DOOMED to live – for our entire life in a body that was CHANGED and made DIFFERENT in response to having to survive what was NOT SURVIVABLE!
As very little people we had to “go on being” in a world that paradoxically did everything possible to prevent us from doing so. There is a severe price paid for being able to survive that kind of paradox. It is the researchers who are devoting their entire professional life to trying to determine what that price is that I most admire and respect.
We survivors need to know what those people have to say!!
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