I come here and read posts every so often, and it seems like most people have some sort of support system, or only have like one or two incidents (albeit really f*cked up incidents). I'm writing because I don't have a support system and have CPTSD. It hasn't been one really f*cked up thing for me. It's been decades of systematic abuse and neglect, with some rape and assault mixed in. I just have gotten to the point where I don't have anyone left around me. And no baseline of what it is to feel normal. I frequently doubt if there will ever be a stage in my life where I won't be in pain.
The reason I bring up people here who've had isolated events, is from the outside, it just seems like you have a vision of what life without the ptsd / trauma could be. I don't have this. I've never had it. So I just feel unendingly lost.
I can't re-engage with the world. Like what's the point. I did the hard work of cutting out the bad, going to a therapist, going through EMDR (I'm in year two of it, there's been so much crap), fighting my way through meds and doctors and all of it, but I'm at the point now where I know full well what people are capable of that I can't justify connecting back with the world. And if I don't, then what's the point of being here at all. No amount of therapy will change how untrustworthy human beings are. No amount of therapy will change the evil that exists in the world. So I feel stuck. Like my life isn't moving forward because I don't actually want to go outside or meet anyone or make friends or whatever, but by not moving forward, I continue to sink. All of it feels like quicksand, where there is no way out.
I don't have anyone other than you guys I can say this to.
The reason I bring up people here who've had isolated events, is from the outside, it just seems like you have a vision of what life without the ptsd / trauma could be. I don't have this. I've never had it. So I just feel unendingly lost.
I can't re-engage with the world. Like what's the point. I did the hard work of cutting out the bad, going to a therapist, going through EMDR (I'm in year two of it, there's been so much crap), fighting my way through meds and doctors and all of it, but I'm at the point now where I know full well what people are capable of that I can't justify connecting back with the world. And if I don't, then what's the point of being here at all. No amount of therapy will change how untrustworthy human beings are. No amount of therapy will change the evil that exists in the world. So I feel stuck. Like my life isn't moving forward because I don't actually want to go outside or meet anyone or make friends or whatever, but by not moving forward, I continue to sink. All of it feels like quicksand, where there is no way out.
I don't have anyone other than you guys I can say this to.