ABSOLUTELY.
I call it "getting ill" when my CPTSD flared up more acutely than ever before last fall. I have only become a Christian over a year ago though I've been with my home church for 15 years. I immediately hopped into every Christian healing program/session I could get my hands on cheaply when I converted. I'm still in wonderful Christian recovery groups now, as well as seeing a secular therapist for EMDR and doing self-help too. I basically throw the kitchen sink at it.
Anyway, When I got ill I screamed every day to God that I can't take it that He must hate me and should just kill me now since he's putting me in so much pain. When He didn't, I knew it meant He wanted me around for something greater in the future and awsn't done with me yet, so I was comforted.
I could tell him I hated him, I could tell him I was so mad at him, I could tell him I wanted to die - I knew these were all ways to stay close to him. He loves our intimacy and Hes so big he can handle it. Tell him everything, every little thing. He'll embrace all your feelings - the anger, the hatred, the bitterness, the resentment. He has loved me through all of it and taken it into his huge arms. He is equipped for exactly this - only He can hold all of you unconditionally and love you while you rail againt him. Just like a father is patient with his tantrum baby (in the best circumstances), so our Father is patient and loving when we are suffering and screaming and crying redfaced with clenched fists. I know I am his baby, even when I hate Him and almost immediately it goes away when I see how close we stay. He always responds "I love you."