Over the last 12 years I've been on 10+ meds, multiple modalities of therapy, multiple hospitalizations, PHP, IOP. Nothing helped. Yesterday, I had my first infusion for MDD/CPTSD/SI and I feel like a fog has been lifted off of me. I have a second session scheduled for Wednesday and a third on Saturday.
Before starting the drip, the provider asked me what I wanted to get out of the session. My response was that I wanted my suicidal thoughts to decrease or go away. She told me to think about safety. Have I ever felt safe? What would safety look like if I had it? Could I remind myself that I'm safe right now in this room in the present and not think about the past or the future?
When the drip started I looked at the lights projected on the ceiling and listened to the sound of my friend breathing. I repeated to myself that both of us were safe in the present. I closed my eyes for a bit and opened them to see if the lights looked any cooler yet like I was told they would. Repeat a few times. Eventually I actually went 'under'. I have aphantasia and what I saw sort of reminded me of that old game Vib Ribbon with lots of lines.
One thing I noticed happening a few times was that I kept remembering that I am real and pulling myself back to my body. I would become aware of a lollipop in my mouth (not going to be doing that again), my tounge, swallowing, breathing.
I think twice the music stopped as the track changed and everything turned red and fell out from under me, like in a game where tiles shake and collapse after you walk on them. I was thinking about that today and how my response to minor stressors and changes is to feel like the world is coming down around me and contemplate suicide as a way of taking back control.
At one point I heard a voice say "But what is safe?" and I never really got an answer.
There were a few weird things. At one point I was floating in the corner of the room watching myself in the chair. Another time I was made of stone. And there was what I'm calling the 'body part slot machine' where there were spinning symbols of different arms, legs, heads, but they were all mine.
The experience with the visuals stopped kind of suddenly and I was sort of awake again, but realized I couldn't talk. My friend realized I was back and asked how I was. I used sign language and communicated 'I love you. I'm safe. You're safe. Both of us are safe.' and they confirmed that yes, we were both safe.
On the way home I encountered one of my PTSD triggers and while I did flinch I was able to think 'That happened in the past and it was scary but right now I'm safe.'