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Hello again..... recently, I've logged back into here, thinking I wouldn't do that ever again.. but there's a lot of things I think I'd never do again....
..............It seems like inevitably, every single year, right around christmas, and for a few months after, I feel like I'm almost forced by my brain into little space.
I think somehow, eventually if I just meditate enough, or get enough therapy, or take enough dmt/ayahuasca, I will some how heal the part of me that feels the need to be this way and have these things in my life. I got through the majority of 2022 without even an urge or a second thought to wear a diaper or have a pacifier or a bottle, I actually thought I was "healing"..... I actually thought I was going to FINALLY finally let go of these silly childish behaviors... Most of my stuff sat in the back of my closet untouched. I did some cleaning a few months back and seriously almost got rid of my baby stash, but in stark actuality..... I'm really really glad I didn't, like really glad......
I feel like that episode of spongebob, where he tries to breath air ... for some reason I just don't think I need it, (for some reason I do).
I'm not really sure what triggers my triggers my little cycles, I do think some of it has to do with stress or just timing, I honestly wonder if stress can compound over time. Because I'm fine until winter rolls around and the season settles down. (I work in agriculture) And then my brain gets sick or something. Every single year. Almost like clockwork (at this point I'm starting to assume. ) and then I like really NEED it. Almost like a drug and I can't think about anything else. It's almost intrusive sometimes. I will literally spend money I do not have to buy another pack of ABUs and a bottle I thought I didnt' need, (the other one was NOT cutting it), spend (waste?) hours looking at AB stuff that I fantasize about buying, go out of my way to drive to the store obsess over toys (and try my DAMNdest not to buy anything, I shouldn't have money honestly), watch cartoons for hours, the list goes on...
Part of me feels some shame around the whole thing, almost like I should have known better and planned accordingly, but also shame in the fact that I feel like I can't get away from feeling like this, or like what the heck is even going on with my brain when I allow myself to have that stuff. Something is seriously going on with my brain when I suck my pacifier, bottle, wear a diaper, etc. My whole body almost involuntarily convulses and I get covered in goosebumps in my head, all the way down my neck, throughout my body and to my toes, nothing else exists or remotely makes sense at that point.. Sometimes, I hate that I feel this way at all. Is it even good to give in? Should I have more discipline? Sometimes I feel so confused like I should be doing something more evolutionary with my life...
Sometimes, It feels like I have executive dysfunction. Like my frontal cortex goes offline and things stop making sense. Sometimes my brain literally forces me into little space. It used to happen a lot more when I worked long hours in a print shop and I would have to focus diligently for hours, doing the same thing over and over. It almost feels like a mental break down when it happens. I can tell it's happening when I start making lots of stupid little mistakes and/or get upset easily. I usually feel very sensitive and emotional when it happens, among a few other things suprisingly like stress incontinence (even though they say it isn't related to psychological stress??? I disagree by anecdote) I'm glad it's only happening in the winter time, when people kind of recluse anyhow, but it has happened in the summer time and it was very inconvenient, I'm so busy in the summer time.
I guess in general, I feel like I have important things to do. I'm working on finishing my master's degree and i have a full time job at a university. I'm trying to start my own business and buy a house. I feel like part of me really rejects and disassociates from this part of myself. Part of me feels scared to have relationships. I don't know. I don't even know how to write about these things in my own journal, let alone to speak it out loud. I guess I'm realizing that I actually do need some space and time for my little cycles, and thankfully I've been able to get some clarity on timing, so I can help myself out. It almost feels like a separate part of myself at times. Sometimes it feels like a curse, and I've tried so so freaking hard in my 27 years of life to let this all go. Learning to let go of shame has been the biggest journey of all. Thankful for all of you and the space to express these really vulnerable and conflicting thoughts I've been having. I guess I'm just looking for support. I'll be getting therapy for the first time ever since childhood soon. It will take a whole lot to open up like this, but I hope to someday, if anything just to be more accepting of myself. I really appreciate the older babies who can offer some insight about their cycles having had more trips around the sun, but appreciate all insight and opinions of course. Only love here.
-your fellow AB, and psychonaut
..............It seems like inevitably, every single year, right around christmas, and for a few months after, I feel like I'm almost forced by my brain into little space.
I think somehow, eventually if I just meditate enough, or get enough therapy, or take enough dmt/ayahuasca, I will some how heal the part of me that feels the need to be this way and have these things in my life. I got through the majority of 2022 without even an urge or a second thought to wear a diaper or have a pacifier or a bottle, I actually thought I was "healing"..... I actually thought I was going to FINALLY finally let go of these silly childish behaviors... Most of my stuff sat in the back of my closet untouched. I did some cleaning a few months back and seriously almost got rid of my baby stash, but in stark actuality..... I'm really really glad I didn't, like really glad......
I feel like that episode of spongebob, where he tries to breath air ... for some reason I just don't think I need it, (for some reason I do).
I'm not really sure what triggers my triggers my little cycles, I do think some of it has to do with stress or just timing, I honestly wonder if stress can compound over time. Because I'm fine until winter rolls around and the season settles down. (I work in agriculture) And then my brain gets sick or something. Every single year. Almost like clockwork (at this point I'm starting to assume. ) and then I like really NEED it. Almost like a drug and I can't think about anything else. It's almost intrusive sometimes. I will literally spend money I do not have to buy another pack of ABUs and a bottle I thought I didnt' need, (the other one was NOT cutting it), spend (waste?) hours looking at AB stuff that I fantasize about buying, go out of my way to drive to the store obsess over toys (and try my DAMNdest not to buy anything, I shouldn't have money honestly), watch cartoons for hours, the list goes on...
Part of me feels some shame around the whole thing, almost like I should have known better and planned accordingly, but also shame in the fact that I feel like I can't get away from feeling like this, or like what the heck is even going on with my brain when I allow myself to have that stuff. Something is seriously going on with my brain when I suck my pacifier, bottle, wear a diaper, etc. My whole body almost involuntarily convulses and I get covered in goosebumps in my head, all the way down my neck, throughout my body and to my toes, nothing else exists or remotely makes sense at that point.. Sometimes, I hate that I feel this way at all. Is it even good to give in? Should I have more discipline? Sometimes I feel so confused like I should be doing something more evolutionary with my life...
Sometimes, It feels like I have executive dysfunction. Like my frontal cortex goes offline and things stop making sense. Sometimes my brain literally forces me into little space. It used to happen a lot more when I worked long hours in a print shop and I would have to focus diligently for hours, doing the same thing over and over. It almost feels like a mental break down when it happens. I can tell it's happening when I start making lots of stupid little mistakes and/or get upset easily. I usually feel very sensitive and emotional when it happens, among a few other things suprisingly like stress incontinence (even though they say it isn't related to psychological stress??? I disagree by anecdote) I'm glad it's only happening in the winter time, when people kind of recluse anyhow, but it has happened in the summer time and it was very inconvenient, I'm so busy in the summer time.
I guess in general, I feel like I have important things to do. I'm working on finishing my master's degree and i have a full time job at a university. I'm trying to start my own business and buy a house. I feel like part of me really rejects and disassociates from this part of myself. Part of me feels scared to have relationships. I don't know. I don't even know how to write about these things in my own journal, let alone to speak it out loud. I guess I'm realizing that I actually do need some space and time for my little cycles, and thankfully I've been able to get some clarity on timing, so I can help myself out. It almost feels like a separate part of myself at times. Sometimes it feels like a curse, and I've tried so so freaking hard in my 27 years of life to let this all go. Learning to let go of shame has been the biggest journey of all. Thankful for all of you and the space to express these really vulnerable and conflicting thoughts I've been having. I guess I'm just looking for support. I'll be getting therapy for the first time ever since childhood soon. It will take a whole lot to open up like this, but I hope to someday, if anything just to be more accepting of myself. I really appreciate the older babies who can offer some insight about their cycles having had more trips around the sun, but appreciate all insight and opinions of course. Only love here.
-your fellow AB, and psychonaut