In 2007, I was inpatient the majority of the year and, I was taught many different skills and exposed to different kinds of therapy. Nevertheless, no matter where I went all the therapists were pushing this containment thing.
I grappled with this idea of containment for nearly all of my hospitalizations.
I viewed containment like this: when “things” (I guess feelings/memories or whatever) get too big you should regulate the intensity of the “things” to a manageable level.
However, my first hospitalization occurred as a result of 15+ years of repression. So, truthfully my insiders were so tired of repressing things. I concluded that DID, I feel is a form of containment in itself.
I always wonder why if I lived life somewhat successfully as a multiple for 15+ years and why now do I fall apart. I think that the answer for me is that my body and my mind could not contain my memories any longer. The containment reached a point where it did not suffice me any longer.
So, when most of the mental health faculties were telling/teaching me this idea of containment, my parts were totally against it. I think the reasons that my flashbacks were so intense for so long was because my therapists at the time were pushing this idea of containment.
I think that there is a good side to containment however when does containment turn into denial.
Pushing things down so much as to now, one does not know what they are feelings. And I’m not talking about being numb here, I’m saying more of identification of specific emotions and giving yourself permission to feel them.
I am all for being functional and pacing but I feel that there is a time and a place for everything. I think that some level of “un-containment”? (I can’t find a better word for the opposite for containment) is necessary for some people.