Can you help me unravel which bits of this are PTSD, which are normal and OK and which aren't acceptable? Maybe make a suggestion for how to deal with it all?
Tomorrow is my daughter's 30th birthday party. It is to be held in a city, and there will be more than 70 people there. In itself that is terrifying. I rarely go out and only socialise on a good day with close family. I have met, and enjoyed events with, many of her friends in the past, before PTSD. She says they are looking forward to seeing me again, but I am no longer me.
She is about to move in with her partner, and his parents will be there. He is a lovely young man, so I expect they will be good people. I expect to like them. I'm still horribly afraid. I am a shadow, who would rather be invisible. I don't want to meet them, I don't want to meet them in a crowd, I don't want to meet them when my ex is there. I don't want to be associated with him in their mind.
I don't want to see him either. We split up when the children were tiny, so we negotiated our way through almost all their lives. It is a relief that I no longer have to do that. My feelings about him have got even more complex since my former T suggested his behaviour caused another Criterion A trauma in my life.(Exposure to actual or threatened death) Our therapy got ended before we could get anywhere with that.
I keep remembering the party after my daughter's christening, when someone said to me "I think I've just met your mother. She was sitting alone in a room and when I spoke to her she got up and walked away". I don't want to be her. I want to be able to be the mother I used to be and make this party good for my (little) girl. That doesn't seem to include lurking on the outskirts like a threatening storm cloud.
Tomorrow is my daughter's 30th birthday party. It is to be held in a city, and there will be more than 70 people there. In itself that is terrifying. I rarely go out and only socialise on a good day with close family. I have met, and enjoyed events with, many of her friends in the past, before PTSD. She says they are looking forward to seeing me again, but I am no longer me.
She is about to move in with her partner, and his parents will be there. He is a lovely young man, so I expect they will be good people. I expect to like them. I'm still horribly afraid. I am a shadow, who would rather be invisible. I don't want to meet them, I don't want to meet them in a crowd, I don't want to meet them when my ex is there. I don't want to be associated with him in their mind.
I don't want to see him either. We split up when the children were tiny, so we negotiated our way through almost all their lives. It is a relief that I no longer have to do that. My feelings about him have got even more complex since my former T suggested his behaviour caused another Criterion A trauma in my life.(Exposure to actual or threatened death) Our therapy got ended before we could get anywhere with that.
I keep remembering the party after my daughter's christening, when someone said to me "I think I've just met your mother. She was sitting alone in a room and when I spoke to her she got up and walked away". I don't want to be her. I want to be able to be the mother I used to be and make this party good for my (little) girl. That doesn't seem to include lurking on the outskirts like a threatening storm cloud.