- Mon Sep 25, 2017 2:27 pm
#16819
This journal is a simple, black leather bound journal with unlined pages. The printing inside is blocky and heavily pressed into the pages
April 12, 2012
The trauma therapist suggested that I journal; of course, she meant that I use the tape cassette and verbally record myself talking since my new disability precludes me from actually writing.
I guess being a smart ass here is pointless, so pointing out that I'm actually writing my journal is redundant as anything could be. The changes wrought weren't all bad. Well. Hearing every little thing, tasting what the neighbors are cooking through the walls, and the weird radar sense.
How do I describe that? It's like...it's like feeling everything all at once. It's that spatial awareness of where your body is in a room, but you feel that with everybody little thing. I could get lost in it. It's almost scary with how much information I'm getting in, now.
I feel like I'm spending more effort and energy holding back the sensory tide than I am in processing it.
What would happen if I took it all in?
I'd probably be laid flat through the auditory overstim alone, nevermind the other three senses I still have.
Here's hoping I can sleep tonight...If I hear Dawson lay another hand on his wife, I'm going to wreck him.
April 12, 2012
The trauma therapist suggested that I journal; of course, she meant that I use the tape cassette and verbally record myself talking since my new disability precludes me from actually writing.
I guess being a smart ass here is pointless, so pointing out that I'm actually writing my journal is redundant as anything could be. The changes wrought weren't all bad. Well. Hearing every little thing, tasting what the neighbors are cooking through the walls, and the weird radar sense.
How do I describe that? It's like...it's like feeling everything all at once. It's that spatial awareness of where your body is in a room, but you feel that with everybody little thing. I could get lost in it. It's almost scary with how much information I'm getting in, now.
I feel like I'm spending more effort and energy holding back the sensory tide than I am in processing it.
What would happen if I took it all in?
I'd probably be laid flat through the auditory overstim alone, nevermind the other three senses I still have.
Here's hoping I can sleep tonight...If I hear Dawson lay another hand on his wife, I'm going to wreck him.
