There are days where something as simple as saying you don't like something about me can set me off. But, it's not like I can hold up a sign saying, "I have PTSD." And even if I did they wouldn't truly grasp the concept. Friends leave because they don't understand my sudden outbursts. It seems that when I apologize and try to explain it to them they either refuse to listen, or dismiss it as an excuse. Family is the same way. To them I let what I feel bother me. But, I don't intentionally cause my own PTSD and depression. It happens on it's own. They blame my actions during a PTSD moment, my trust issues, social anxiey all on my ability to make and keep relationships. It becomes a sort of blaming towards me. But, it's not my fault. It's the incident that happened to me. Everyone seems to think I'm just shy and my low self-esteem is caused by being a teenager. The truth is it is so much more than that. Their accusations cause lots of anger and self-blaming. Sometimes I wonder. Are they right? Is this really all my fault? That I'm the reason my friends leave me so easily and why I'll never have a girlfriend. Will I always be so helplessly alone?