Hi Diamond, I've read all the replies to your thread and your story.

I'm really sorry to hear about everything that's going on with you. I can't imagine what it must have been like to be in your shoes. To be honest, I think that some people- such as your family members, have a hard time relating. I believe everyone is entitled to deal with things in their own way and that even though sometimes it's not good, or doesn't help- no one should be judging others for their particular facet of relief.

That being said, it seems like a lot of your family members are also in need of some counseling.

I'm not a professional- but I do spend a lot of time listening to people, and I try to give the best information and " advice " - that I can, from what I see. I don't know all your details but if you ever need someone to talk to - I'm here.

Thank you for sharing, and I do hope that you find peace.

- Also. As far as the therapist goes, this set up- will be a very good thing for you. Therapists are generally there to give you relief and help you isolate the problem and work inwards, and out. Maybe they'll help you with your family as well. PTSD isn't the only obvious issue here. Your family is severely incapable of being supportive of you while you are struggling- and that is a very large issue.

People have all sorts of issues going on in their lives, and others in one persons life may be dealing with things too, but there is no reason that someone should make their own daughter feel like an absolute basket case for being afraid.

I can relate to you in some ways. As an example- and I hope you don't take this the wrong way, but when I was 14, I used to have terrible phobia of the dark, so much so that I would hear noises, and see things. I don't really have that issue anymore, but I hate the silence and I hate the dark. When I would wake at night, I would get up and cry at my parents door, hoping for some sort of comfort. The most I got was a loud yell from my stepfather telling me to go back to bed and a less than savory " Shut up " - with expletives attached.

Now, you would ..normally wonder why a family of loving caring parents- wouldn't get up and try to comfort their sobbing child right? This never happened though. No comfort came, and I grew up afraid of the dark. I still sleep with a light on and when my family members see me doing it at any time- they laugh at me. Your trauma.. is important.. all trauma, of any kind- great or small is important.