I had bad nightmares last night, I even got up took more prazosin, but they still kept coming through. When I woke up for good, I was hyper-sensitive to noise.
He never comes over to my area where my desk was, but because I was asking for quiet and that I was trying to keep myself calm, he walked over behind me, hit the wall to smash a bug. He could have left it, he normally would have left it.
So when I broke down from being triggered really bad from hit hitting the wall, I tried to get him to comfort me, but he always acts like it is the worse thing in the world. I begged him to please not hug me rough and to act like he wanted to, calm and gentle. I just so desperately want to be comforted for the first time in my life because someone actually wants too. I have never received that. EVER. Online, yes. in person, no. I don't think I would crave it that bad had I ever received it as a child.
Anyways I kind fo got fixated on asking him to act like he actually wanted to comfort me instead of mad and rough, and not say, "Lines, my lines, Miss Director." And I guess by asking him to stop rolling or closing his eyes and sound mad, I irritated him, I just f*ck, I just crave it so much, wanting to know what it's like to be held and comforted because someone actually WANTS to. and I guess I get to this point I am desperate to pretend.
But then he kept saying next time I had nightmares he was going to take me to the E.R. Now I am really scared.
What is so wrong with me that my entire life I have never been genuinely comforted? I was left to cry it out as a baby. My grandmother hated physical contact with me, teachers never would, but they would hug the rich kids who weren't there on a scholarship.
The weird thing is when I was a kid, I used to study the behaviors of other kids to figure out how they would get comforted. They would skin their knee and such, but if I did, I would get in trouble.
It wouldn't be so bad he wouldn't swear to me he would comfort me when I am calm, but change his mind when I need it.
He never comes over to my area where my desk was, but because I was asking for quiet and that I was trying to keep myself calm, he walked over behind me, hit the wall to smash a bug. He could have left it, he normally would have left it.
So when I broke down from being triggered really bad from hit hitting the wall, I tried to get him to comfort me, but he always acts like it is the worse thing in the world. I begged him to please not hug me rough and to act like he wanted to, calm and gentle. I just so desperately want to be comforted for the first time in my life because someone actually wants too. I have never received that. EVER. Online, yes. in person, no. I don't think I would crave it that bad had I ever received it as a child.
Anyways I kind fo got fixated on asking him to act like he actually wanted to comfort me instead of mad and rough, and not say, "Lines, my lines, Miss Director." And I guess by asking him to stop rolling or closing his eyes and sound mad, I irritated him, I just f*ck, I just crave it so much, wanting to know what it's like to be held and comforted because someone actually WANTS to. and I guess I get to this point I am desperate to pretend.
But then he kept saying next time I had nightmares he was going to take me to the E.R. Now I am really scared.
What is so wrong with me that my entire life I have never been genuinely comforted? I was left to cry it out as a baby. My grandmother hated physical contact with me, teachers never would, but they would hug the rich kids who weren't there on a scholarship.
The weird thing is when I was a kid, I used to study the behaviors of other kids to figure out how they would get comforted. They would skin their knee and such, but if I did, I would get in trouble.
It wouldn't be so bad he wouldn't swear to me he would comfort me when I am calm, but change his mind when I need it.