Showing posts with label Fight-Flight-or Freeze. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Fight-Flight-or Freeze. Show all posts

Wednesday, February 2, 2011

Thursday’s Therapy - TRAUMA Therapy Toolbox - Understanding Your Body’s Confusing Messages








Thursday’s Therapy


TRAUMA Therapy Toolbox


Understanding Your Body’s Confusing Messages








Not understanding what’s changed in our bodies by our Child-Loss Grief would be like trying to run through the living room barefoot with the lights off not knowing someone has just rearranged all the furniture in the room.


~ the latter part of this analogy is a version of an old quote of Bill Cosby’s




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Criterion B symptoms (of the PTSD {Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder} diagnosis in the diagnostic manual) relate directly to how the memories of traumatic events are processed in the brain.


Memories of life-threatening events are not stored in the same parts of the brain as other memories or thoughts.


They are stored in deeper areas within the brain called the "limbic system," which controls survival reflexes and connects directly to areas involving all of the basic functions of the body necessary for survival, including adrenaline, breathing, heart rate, and muscle tone. Adrenaline and rage go hand in hand. They help you focus, make your muscles stronger, and help you fight. Anger helps to control fear.


The limbic system memories are not under your conscious control.


Rational thinking occurs in the cerebral cortex, the part of our brain that is much more developed and larger in humans than in any other species.


The limbic system, also known as the reptilian (reptile-like) part of our brain, is more primitive, more animal. It processes danger, threat, and reflexes, and expresses basic emotions necessary for survival (anger, hurt, fear).


Limbic memories are not linear or logical.


They are highly emotionally charged images, sounds, smells, thoughts, or perceptions that immediately connect with reflexes having to do with survival--the "fight-or-flight" reflexes.


The limbic area of the brain is designed to make sure that you never forget any memories having to do with serious danger or disaster that affected you personally. These memories form the impetus that forces you to respond instantaneously when you encounter a similar situation at a future time.


~Charles W. Hoge, M.D., Once a Warrior Always a Warrior




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There was a time about 2 years after Merry Katherine’s death, Tommy was going to go shooting clay targets with his friends. When I heard that a particular person was going whom I knew to be very reckless and therefore potentially dangerous in a hunting-type setting (I wasn’t aware at the time that shooting at clay targets is a much more controlled environment, but still…), all of my senses must have triggered my amygdala in my limbic system as I began almost panicking, begging Tommy not to go, because in my mind, all I could see as a result of such a trip was a dead husband being returned to me.


I was triggered – IN the danger, here and now – and even though I knew it might not be rational, it was REAL, it was DANGER, and everything needed to STOP.


Tommy on the other hand had been feeling his PTSD and all the cortisol upload in his system, and felt the URGENT need that he needed to go SHOOT something, or he was going to be endangering himself internally.


Somehow, without his even saying that, I knew that was the case, and so I also felt for him and his need, but my DANGER signals going on in my body were screaming louder inside my heart. So we butted heads, and then he went on.


This is a great example of the clashing of husband and wife grief. What one might demand, the other might –at the same time—abhor.


This is also a great example of the primitive limbic system at work in our bodies.










Pictures, thanks to FotoSearch.com

Thursday, November 18, 2010

Friday's Faith - The Day the Earth Stood Still





Friday's Faith


The Day the Earth Stood Still




In reading a devotional from Healing After Loss by Martha Whitmore Hickman (a devotional book that has been very therapeutic for me overall) this past Saturday, I read the following:



It is important, when dealing with all aspects of grief, to keep the process moving. The temptation is to freeze, to stay perpetually recoiled against so terrible a blow.


It is almost a physical sensation, especially if death has come suddenly and unexpectedly--almost a sense of having the wind knocked out of you. And even if death has been a long time in coming, there is an impulse to dig in one's feet at the moment of death. It is our last experience of our loved one and we want to hold on, keep the immediacy of that memory from growing dim.


That's all right for a while. But the danger is that we will get stuck there...



The devotional goes on, then ends with...



Wherever he or she is, it is certainly not "back there." Bit by bit, we need to loosen our hold on a past we cannot keep and get on with the life we have.


~Martha Whitmore Hickman





This ending to the devotional felt a little cold to me, so I decided to process it through in a poem, in the way that would be more comfortable to me.



The Day the Earth Stood Still


Did I "dig in my feet" the day you died,

Too startled to move at so great a shock?

Otherwise could I --with your death-- have complied?

For "fight, flight, or freeze," my life went on lock.


My baby girl gone the rest of my life,

That is too gross a looting to conceive ~

"Normal" life systems shut down, went on strike ~

Conserved all energies needed to grieve.


Was that ~for me~ "the day the earth stood still"?

The children I gave life to were my life,

So how do I live when one child is killed?

My hopes, dreams, investment in you, all stilled...

I go on living, but can I call that "life"?


I am "healing" though my heart's shot out!

God soothes me with love, holds me by His side.


I know your spirit lives, for that I can shout!

I still feel you near, you're right by my side...

He gives me work to do; with that I've complied,

Still investing in life...on th' other Side!





And I would change the last line of Martha's devotional to...


Bit by bit, we need to climb into the new reality of our child's life ~ she is not forever at that crash site ~ she is in the arms of her Lord.


She is no longer injured, frightened, and insecure. She is at peace ~immeasurable peace~ and unharmed. Her battle scars are only reminders for her of where her Savior, her Great Physician, healed her with His tender and loving touch, melting away the fear and trauma, restoring her sweet spirit with the ointment of His tears. She is at peace. She is alive. She is aware. She is "with" me again, unhindered by sin, unhindered by distance, unhindered by human limitation, ever nurtured in God.











Healing After Loss, November 13 devotional, by Martha Whitmore Hickman (1994)
Poem - The Day the Earth Stood Still - Angie Bennett Prince - 11/13/10