Sigmund Freud suggested that our unconscious lead to much of our behaviors. Much of his theories, I’ve noticed in others. Honestly, I feel like I can painstakingly admit that I understand regression. Reverting back to a less mature pattern is something i’ve been susceptible to. When the world seems to have become overbearing, It feels as though my mind can no longer keep up. It’s as if everyone is speaking in riddles and my mind seems to “shut off” making me turn into a confused child, who stares wide eyes and confused as people's mouths move. Sometimes I’ve got mute, They go on the attack. Suddenly, I’m not longer me, I’m a punching bag. As if each blow, As if each bruise that blooms on my skin could cure the sadness and self hatred dwelling …show more content…
You only displaced you’re anger, though, instead of solving the problem you just vented yourself to someone else, making a new problem. I am at fault as well though. I denied the situation as much as I could, to my friends, to myself. I wonder what could’ve happened if I’d simply been strong enough to accept reality. If the small, sad boy had not hid the bruises and instead stood up. If he hadn’t stayed quiet, perhaps he wouldn’t be alone. Then once he was done with his denial, he simply repressed his thoughts. As if that person never existed, as if their fists had never connected, and their words had never burned. For weeks he remained silent and distracted, until his pain bubbled and burned like caustic acid at his insides. Then he spoke, but he was no longer heard. Because for so long, the boy made excuse after excuse for them. Now everyone believed their excuses, and no longer believe him. Now he even disconnects himself from the reality of the situation by talking in third person. It feels okay to talk about some poor tragic child, but when I talk about myself, I feel simply as if I’m complaining trying to win sympathy. I understand that I take part in these unhealthy coping