- Date posted
- 2y
False Memory, idk how to shut it up + somatic
So currently I’m dealing with a a false memory basically telling me that when I was younger I SAd a sibling. I’m like 98.99% sure that this is a false memory because. A) Weeks prior I witnessed a class presentation about the making a serial killers and a specific example for sexual abuse came up, and of course this “memory” is that specific example. To add onto this for the weeks leading up to the false memory my brain was doing the usual song and dance of “what if you did that?” B) When I had the “memory” I had smoked weed prior which can sometimes make my anxiety, paranoia, and shame spirals so much worse. Still my brain will not drop it. What’s been happening is that when I think about it I’ve developed a numbness and tingling in my right hand. Which I’ve now attributed to a sign of guilt when I know logically for a fact it’s just because this is distressing me. I’ll admit I also made it a little bit worse for myself by recently reading a lot of books about trauma and traumatic experiences. Not that this was bad or that I regret doing it, it’s just that currently I’m in a mental state where my biggest core fear is that I’m an/was an abuser or sexual predator. So I couldn’t even really learn from the book. I was just having these constant intrusive thoughts and images of “what if you did this? You’re getting so anxious you must be guilty” then it leads to thoughts like “You’re a monster. You don’t deserve to have a fulfilling life You should unalive.” Note I’m not at risk of hurting myself I’m just trying to explain my thoughts. I got so worked up that I did end up getting actually painful sensations all up and down my r right arm. Which I know doesn’t mean anything, yet my brain is trying to assign so much needless worth to it and the more I think about it the worse it gets yet I can’t stop. I just want my brain to shut down and be normal already. I don’t understand why it’s constantly trying to convince me I’m just this monstrous human being when I know deep down in my heart and gut that I’m not. I’m not perfect by any means and I’ve made mistakes like all of human kind. But I know deep down in my gut and heart that I didn’t do what my brain is trying to convince me, yet it’s still winning. I’m tired.