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The examination of trauma-based beliefs
Part of the process of integrating was examining beliefs I had acquired
growing up with the
ongoing abuse. As a child I learned that having feelings was
bad. I
learned to hide my feelings in
different personalities and fragments.
Before I could
integrate a wide variety of feelings I had to change my beliefs
about having feelings. I came to understand that feelings are a natural aspect
of being human. I came to recognize we are born with the innate capacity for
feelings. I learned to modulate my feelings and choose how I wanted to handle
them. Claiming my feelings was one more way of not letting the abuse control my
life.
Acceptance of negative aspects of myself
One of the hardest aspects of
integrating/accepting the whole was accepting
the parts of me that wanted to hurt others. Because I found these thoughts
unacceptable they had to stay dissociated. I made a conscious decision to accept
negative, hostile, and hurtful thoughts as one aspect of being human. By this
time in the therapy the dangerous and violent personalities had changed. They no
longer acted on thoughts and feelings. They were able to separate the past from
the present.
The therapeutic task was to integrate/accept my hurtful thoughts toward
others. The integration was made possible by learning non-dissociative coping
for handling the thoughts. For example, I learned to self-talk my way through
the feelings. I could say to myself, "It is human to have hurtful thoughts. It
is understandable after all the abuse I suffered that I occasionally think of
hurting others." I discovered that the hateful thoughts often were a way to
avoid feeling vulnerable. When I allowed myself to feel a wide range of feelings
the angry/hurtful thoughts would recede and pass.
The realization that nothing is lost
When people ask if you lose parts of yourself when you integrate, I often
want to chuckle. I would have been glad to lose the angry/hurtful/hateful parts
of myself. I would have liked to not have negative feelings. But integration is
accepting the whole me. Even as I integrated/accepted the positive parts of me,
I also accepted the negative parts of me. It's all there. Nothing is lost.
There is a kind of paradox with integration. One of the fears expressed by
individuals with DID who choose not to integrate is that parts of the self will
be lost, disappear, or die. The reality is that after integration the parts of
the self are actually closer and more real than ever. The dissociative barrier
is gone and the aspects of the self are now experienced directly.
LIFE AFTER MY FINAL INTEGRATION
Since my integration twelve years ago I have faced many challenges, including
cancer, the death of my mother, loss of employment, a cross-country move, and an
ongoing struggle with recurrent
clinical depression. I have also handled
triggers that previously would have caused me to dissociate. I have uncovered
new memories of abuse. I don't believe I could have handled these memories until
I was whole and had non-dissociative coping.
None of these events have caused me to go back to dissociation. This
stability did not happen magically. I actively worked on problem solving and
handling my feelings. I understood that if I went back to denial and avoidance
it would leave me vulnerable to returning to dissociation.
Integration of dissociated aspects of self did not mean the end of therapy.
My final integration was in the spring of 1990 but my therapy did not end until
the December of 1994. There were still many therapeutic tasks to attend to. I
needed support for the new coping. It was painful to grieve my lost childhood
and the years of adulthood devoted to recovery, but it was an important
component of post-integration therapy. In addition, I reprocessed some of the
trauma memories from an integrated frame. This reprocessing included sorting out
the mixed validity of my memories. I took time to make decisions about my future
as an integrated person. It was only after I was integrated that I was able to
work through the transference issues.
The Joy of a New Life
After my integration I was free to enjoy things I couldn't before. I could go
out at night. I could travel and take vacations (when I was dissociative I
couldn't do this because
new environments triggered me). So when I wanted to
celebrate my fiftieth birthday, I was able to fulfill a dream and spend a week
with dolphins in Florida. I swam with them, petted them, fed them, and worked
with the trainers and trained them. I have a picture in my bathroom of myself
swimming with the dolphins. It always brings a smile to my face.
I could not have taken the trip when I had DID. I would have been too
terrified to fly on the eight-passenger plane that took me to the island where
the dolphin center was located. I would have been too afraid to travel to a new
place alone. I would have worried about the sleeping arrangements and food at
the dorm where I stayed. I couldn't have trusted that I would stay an adult for
the whole trip (one week).
Instead, I was able to joke that my biggest worry was which camera to use for
the pictures and whether I had enough sunscreen on. I felt free and happy
inside. I viewed my dolphin vacation as a celebration of the new life I had
gained through integration and recovery from trauma. One of the best parts of
the vacation was coming back and spending a whole therapy session recounting my
trip and watching the vacation videotape with my therapist. It was quite a
contrast to years of chaotic and difficult sessions.
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Written 2003. Reviewed: 04/2006
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