GemstoneParadise
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Once some years ago I joined this website, hoping to find support and understanding. At the time I was undiagnosed, trying to go it independent with my healing thinking I could rely on the understanding and support of others while I figured out the details myself. That had worked for me for a long time, but at one point shit really hit the fan for me. I am diagnosed now, but I never forgot that experience.
My PTSD comes primarily from my experience with having brain surgery and the amnesia it resulted in. I'd spent years dealing with the damage the amnesia had caused, only to not realize how badly I needed to deal with the fear of brain surgery that had developed from that experience. When I say "shit hit the fan", I'm referring to a specific point where my bottling up a lot more than I'd realized and adding more stress onto my life by trying to go to college caused me to start having seizures. Having seizures again had been my worst fear - the entire reason I'd needed brain surgery in the first place had been because I'd spent the first half of my life steadily dying to a brain tumor that had been causing me seizures. Especially because the brain surgery had taken away my memories and with it my entire sense of self, I was actually more afraid of going through brain surgery again than I was of dying which meant that I'd held within myself for so long, the knowledge that if my seizures ever returned, if I was going to die slowly again, I was going to have to kill myself to prevent that slow death because there was no way I was going through surgery again.
So naturally, when I started having seizures again I was extremely terrified. The only hope I was able to hold on to at the time was the possibility that my new seizures could be different, that they could be caused by stress, not the return of my brain tumor. I was still freaking out though, that thought only gave me so much comfort and I needed support.
I came here, thinking that if anyone could understand what I was going through it'd be other people with PTSD. What I got instead were comments telling me that I needed to stop kidding myself, that it was probably the brain tumor returning. Basically, in that circumstance, comments telling me to kill myself. From this very community.
Many more years have passed since then but to be honest, I never got over that. It's probable that I shouldn't even be here anymore, how dare I even give this place another thought. But the truth is that I'm back here because it still bothers me so much. That experience and similar comments from other communities and people I thought I could trust at the time ruined my ability to trust other people. I've not let myself feel it much until these past few days, where those feelings of distrust have overwhelmed me so much I can barely even sleep.
I feel betrayed. A part of me really believes now that it doesn't matter how nice people pretend to be on the surface, that most of them will run off and vanish as soon as I actually need them. I hate feeling this way, it's not in my nature and I'm looking for a way to change that. I guess I'm here hoping for some kind of closure. I don't know if I can even find it here, and I still think this is probably a terrible idea, but I can't well do nothing if I want to get past this.
My PTSD comes primarily from my experience with having brain surgery and the amnesia it resulted in. I'd spent years dealing with the damage the amnesia had caused, only to not realize how badly I needed to deal with the fear of brain surgery that had developed from that experience. When I say "shit hit the fan", I'm referring to a specific point where my bottling up a lot more than I'd realized and adding more stress onto my life by trying to go to college caused me to start having seizures. Having seizures again had been my worst fear - the entire reason I'd needed brain surgery in the first place had been because I'd spent the first half of my life steadily dying to a brain tumor that had been causing me seizures. Especially because the brain surgery had taken away my memories and with it my entire sense of self, I was actually more afraid of going through brain surgery again than I was of dying which meant that I'd held within myself for so long, the knowledge that if my seizures ever returned, if I was going to die slowly again, I was going to have to kill myself to prevent that slow death because there was no way I was going through surgery again.
So naturally, when I started having seizures again I was extremely terrified. The only hope I was able to hold on to at the time was the possibility that my new seizures could be different, that they could be caused by stress, not the return of my brain tumor. I was still freaking out though, that thought only gave me so much comfort and I needed support.
I came here, thinking that if anyone could understand what I was going through it'd be other people with PTSD. What I got instead were comments telling me that I needed to stop kidding myself, that it was probably the brain tumor returning. Basically, in that circumstance, comments telling me to kill myself. From this very community.
Many more years have passed since then but to be honest, I never got over that. It's probable that I shouldn't even be here anymore, how dare I even give this place another thought. But the truth is that I'm back here because it still bothers me so much. That experience and similar comments from other communities and people I thought I could trust at the time ruined my ability to trust other people. I've not let myself feel it much until these past few days, where those feelings of distrust have overwhelmed me so much I can barely even sleep.
I feel betrayed. A part of me really believes now that it doesn't matter how nice people pretend to be on the surface, that most of them will run off and vanish as soon as I actually need them. I hate feeling this way, it's not in my nature and I'm looking for a way to change that. I guess I'm here hoping for some kind of closure. I don't know if I can even find it here, and I still think this is probably a terrible idea, but I can't well do nothing if I want to get past this.