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I talked to the wrong people, basically everyone other then my therapist and now I'm paying the price. My head is full
Of other people. I laugh at people who get support for having ptsd. I'm either mocked, disbelieved or manipulated. I am so angry. I would love to avenge myself but that's not possible so I just live with it. |
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I'm sorry that for whatever reason, you have to keep this hidden from your family.
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i know what you mean...
see, i have ptsd because of my childhood... but my other family are like, whatever - they think they are fine... but my whole family is messed up, they dont get it... so i have to hide my pain, silent misery... i have tried to talk about it with them but they dont understand, they say things like its all in your head - or i just need to get over it - or everyone feels that way - ect ect... so there is no point in talking to the ones that dont understand... just to be quiet with my pain... they dont need to know about it anyway, if they want to ignore their own problems then let them be ignorant... if they want to minimize my problems... then i just wont talk to them about it... because my problems are very real... and they have a lot to do with it, the reasons why i have problems to begin with...
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Im not quiet, I just don't care any more. I've given up. I'm detached.
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im not silent either
its just my pain is silent i still talk about things sometimes to some people if they show a genuine interest or what appears to be an interest... because i dont really care about hiding the stupid **** anymore... but such as you said most of the time im detached from it... and have to walk around covered in these blankets of distrust... feelings of masks... covering up many things and wearing multiple emotions and bodies at once... living many different lives that arent mine... becoming others who arent me... i dont know who i am anymore im an empty mass, feeling of waste of space... 000 a damaged vessel, unable to function optimally... unable to connect to my own sensations, memories, feelings... but it doesnt matter anymore... its probably better this way... sorry you are going through it too...
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I feel like you do. I get told by my Mother "Just let go" And I feel like this: you don't say to a person with PTSD "let go" some people just have no sense & in a way it's manipulative which my Mother is (and narcisstic unfortunately) The only person you can share your trauma with is a trained therapist. That & write it out in the form of poetry (I've done that in the past) or some kind of art work. Art is healing. But PEOPLE? No! I'm afraid when you tell them anything about your pain that your better off talking to a cement wall. Sad but true. I hope you have someone you can talk to. It can be a crap (can't swear on here so that's the word I'll use). Hang in there! Your a winner.
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