It's hard to explain, but I'll try:
Whenever I try to share my story with others, or at least the pieces of it that I remember, or whenever I have an extreme emotional reaction or dissociate in therapy (this happens a lot), I settle down and I start feeling like a fraud and a liar. Like the things I experienced aren't true, or that I made them up - even though I know this isn't so.
It's like I become a completely different person. I don't know if it's denial or a coping mechanism, but I can't shake the feeling that I'm a fraud sometimes. Especially when I'm feeling good or things are going right for me, it's like I've invented all the trauma in my life up to this point and I don't deserve these good things because I'm a liar.
Hopefully that makes sense. Can anyone relate to this feeling?
Whenever I try to share my story with others, or at least the pieces of it that I remember, or whenever I have an extreme emotional reaction or dissociate in therapy (this happens a lot), I settle down and I start feeling like a fraud and a liar. Like the things I experienced aren't true, or that I made them up - even though I know this isn't so.
It's like I become a completely different person. I don't know if it's denial or a coping mechanism, but I can't shake the feeling that I'm a fraud sometimes. Especially when I'm feeling good or things are going right for me, it's like I've invented all the trauma in my life up to this point and I don't deserve these good things because I'm a liar.
Hopefully that makes sense. Can anyone relate to this feeling?
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