@picklemewalnuts
Love language - have too many recordings of poetry and never get time to sift through and listen. Pace, rhythm, timing, timbre - I once had a young boy (11yrs) in class who just 'got it'. The hairs on my body would stand on end when he recited poetry. I loved showing his talents off in 'sharing assemblies' - he was mesmerising and I loved it when other staff/parents 'got him'. I would dig around my class until I found each and every hidden talent in each and every child and made sure that I 'showed' them at their best. I covered other teachers' music and MFL classes (we taught to our strengths) and I would take other class' sharing assemblies to show parents how their children excelled in other parts of the curriculum. Some assemblies would even show a brilliant skipping routine I had seen in the playground and we'd build/weave an assembly around a piece of music which would lend itself to skipping,gymnastics, drama, song, explanation, maths....
When my daughters were small we used to go to ballet and Miss G's chap had a voice I could've listened to all day (an actor who did voice training).
@MmedeGouge
It's interesting - I over think discomfort/pain. I'm not sure when discomfort becomes pain. I think of others and then assume that I'm not as bad. I know that those who shout loudest get results. But I never think I'm at the top of the 'list'. I assume that when you tell a professional that you have pain and you can't sleep that you are believed. And as someone who assumes that people understand statements the first time, I feel that I would be rude/irritating to have to reiterate. So I think that it's my choice of words/language in front of such professionals which is lacking.
I wouldn't say to a doctor that I feel like throwing myself under a train because of the amount of pain which builds up. 1) it could be seen as a threat. 2) I could get locked up. 3) I don't want to be seen as exaggerating.
When my gallbladder was taken out (was rushed in as an emergency) the surgeon, on the following day, said that I'd left it a little late and that the procedure had been 'a bloody mess'.
I'd known that I felt ill but I didn't know how ill I'd been until after I got better. Same when I had pneumonia in both lungs - completely unaware of how bad I'd been until about 5 month's into recovery.
I've kind of had pain in one place or another all the time - mainly migraines. But I've always had joint pain in various parts and never been able to convince a doctor it's bothering me beyond normal tolerances. Had some weird symptoms this past year though and that prompted an MRI last December which I'm waiting on actioning.
Since my daughters have been diagnosed with EDS I consider them to be much worse off than I am as whatever they describe, I know I have experienced - but theirs (pain) sounds much worse than mine does.
If that is stoicism then that's me. I'm acutely aware of being labelled a martyr on here as posters can tend to jump on that bandwagon and attack some posters. I don't feel like a martyr or a door mat - I love helping my family and I do put them first. Whether that is innate - I can't say. I'm am trying to now concentrate on putting on my life jacket first but finding it tricky to make time. When my grandchildren go home I need to sit and be quiet and can 'lose chunks of time' by going too far inside myself and overthinking.
Wish there was an off switch.
Ooo - think I may have actually found one. This Yoda Nidra stuff is interesting. I will investigate further.
I have renamed this process 'Yoda' as when I have to really listen and concentrate, I find myself changing voices into alternative voices. I am currently changing a Nidra excerpt into the voice of Yoda in my head. It's also the Yorkshire version of Yoda - which can be doubly distracting. But I think that I relaxed enough to actually get a few hours sleep and I can't remember dreaming so wonder if it was a good, deep sleep.