Last week my t asked what I've been reading lately and I mentioned a book about C-ptsd (specifically it's called "complex ptsd: from surviving to thriving"). This book has been eye opening. My previous therapist said I had ptsd and I never believed her, in my current therapy we avoid diagnosis and labels. Somehow though I got turned onto this book, and it is so me... My mother is severely mentally ill and my father was an absent alcoholic. I'm sure some are more traumatized than me, I know that things could have been so much worse, but still I've felt so alone my whole life and like I was never loved by either parent. Anyways this was my Ts response to hearing I'm rearing the book "I suppose you were a little traumatized." I suppose in the moment I wanted to get off the topic because I hate complaining and showing emotion and weakness, it was something I would be beaten for as a child, but now I'm thinking about his comment. I don't know if he was agreeing with me, or minimizing my situation. I know I know, ask, but I can't go back and ask, I'm sure he'll agree I was traumatized but then I will feel like I forced his hand in the matter vs gaining his real opinion. I feel like those of us with not good enough parents are really really stigmatized. The fact I can't talk about my childhood without feeling deeply ashamed is almost sadder than the original trauma.