Hi All,
I am having a really hard time. I have been diagnosed with PTSD by two therapists since my marriage ended, and I am having trouble believing it. I have most of the symptoms. I somehow feel that I wasn't abused "enough" to have PTSD or seek help. He was physical but mildly so, and very occasionally. He was extremely controlling and humiliating. I feel that my family (ironically all psych professionals) believes I am exaggerating, and that I am difficult and whiny. My therapist says that they are in denial, partly because they are overqualified to recognize the signs of domestic abuse, and don't want to believe they failed. He feels they are also in denial because it is just so terrible to acknowledge I was abused all that time. I feel like an impostor, trying to claim help and sympathy for something I didn't suffer enough to be diagnosed with. The lack of validation from my family feels even more hurtful than the original abuse at this point, because I have always loved and trusted them so much. Sometimes I wish I was punched in the face and given a black eye, or that he broke a bone, so I would know for sure it was abuse, and so my family would validate me. I am so sorry to people who have actually been physically hurt in those ways if that is offensive.
Thanks for any insights you can offer me.
I am having a really hard time. I have been diagnosed with PTSD by two therapists since my marriage ended, and I am having trouble believing it. I have most of the symptoms. I somehow feel that I wasn't abused "enough" to have PTSD or seek help. He was physical but mildly so, and very occasionally. He was extremely controlling and humiliating. I feel that my family (ironically all psych professionals) believes I am exaggerating, and that I am difficult and whiny. My therapist says that they are in denial, partly because they are overqualified to recognize the signs of domestic abuse, and don't want to believe they failed. He feels they are also in denial because it is just so terrible to acknowledge I was abused all that time. I feel like an impostor, trying to claim help and sympathy for something I didn't suffer enough to be diagnosed with. The lack of validation from my family feels even more hurtful than the original abuse at this point, because I have always loved and trusted them so much. Sometimes I wish I was punched in the face and given a black eye, or that he broke a bone, so I would know for sure it was abuse, and so my family would validate me. I am so sorry to people who have actually been physically hurt in those ways if that is offensive.
Thanks for any insights you can offer me.
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