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back in the bad old days when combat ptsd was still being called, "shell shock" and even the dumbest of us was still smarter than a phone, i learned a psychotherapy technique called, "trigger management." no one believed that triggers could be predicted or that any two people would experience identical cycles. it never occurred to us that we should expect others to take responsibility for our trigger events. instead, we worked to build an awareness of when we had been triggered and how to manage the psychotic sequences of events within our strictly personal cycles.
has anyone heard of and/or practiced this technique? i am not even sure i am remembering it correctly.
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I haven't written in my diary on my computer since May because I thought that my computer was dying. I got away from writing but my computer is hanging in there. I think that I will start writing in it again. It's so therapeutic.
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Years ago, I won a mirrored armoire from my job. It's in my bedroom but I rarely stand in front of it. Yesterday, I had to have a dexascan done so I had to change into a gown. There was a full length mirror in the changing room. I'm aware that I gained 5 to 7 pounds over the last year from cheating on Keto but I didn't know what it looked like. It was a reality check.
http://www.pete-walker.com/13StepsManageFlashbacks.htm
i run into this quite often. psychobabble, in general, and the theories behind it sure has changed since my first therapy appointment in 1972. i often wonder if i am speaking the same language when i hear discussion of the latest greatest. quite allot of the theories i was therapeuted by didn't make it to the internet.
no wonder my damaged memory has turned my entire pro parade into a gigantic bowl of alphabet soup. why remember what no longer counts?
my memory has been on the low end of functional in recent days. i have tried, unsuccessfully, to recapture those memories and don't quite trust myself, nor do i currently have the time to devote to the effort.
sigh. . .