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I always “knew” that something had happened to me when I was a child. Always felt I was molested. Ive seen quite a few T’s because I have panic disorder (more recently, about 6 years ago, diagnosed with PTSD) and I’ve asked them all if they can tell me if I was molested, after presenting them with all the facts. But not one T would say for certain. They’d say things like “it’s possible but you don’t have a clear memory of it” or “it’s probably just a series of small traum
as”. None of these felt like the truth to me and it was SO frustrating. They’re reactions/responses made me feel like I was being a drama queen & making stuff up for attention. Which is something I absolutely HATE because my mother is like that. Being all passive aggressive just to get the reaction that she’s really a hero.
But recently I started seeing a psychiatrist who also has a therapist in his office. I could never afford his prices but luckily he accepts Medicare, which I have so for what feels like the first time in my life, I’m being seen by the best doctors who confer, discuss my situation and the psychiatrist is actually AGAINST medication! I feel like I’ve hit a gold mine!
So a few weeks ago the T told me that she’s 100% sure that I was sexually molested. Although it felt dirty, I also felt extremely validated. Finally someone who believes me and sees the signs. She told me, in no uncertain terms, that I am a poster child for PTSD.
In our last session which was 2 weeks ago, I shared more of my life with her (I’ve only had had about 5 sessions so far) & she told me that it’s highly probable that it was my father that did this to me.
Wow. Of all the men in my life, I didn’t want it to be him. We weren’t close, I ignored him for most of my life until he died 12 years ago. But still, he’s my father.
I don’t know what to do with this. I’ve definitely separated my emotions from it (dissociated perhaps?) because when I discuss it with the few people I have entrusted, I don’t feel any emotions. Which I’m glad for because I think it would look quite ugly if I felt it all. As it is I’ve started drinking again (I was an alcoholic about 15 years ago for around 5-7 years). I’m not drinking as heavily as I used to but every time thoughts about this pop into my head... I drink.
He’s dead so I can’t confront him. My mom has a heart condition so I ask tell her and see her reaction... if maybe she knows something. I’ve asked her twice in the past, when I was scouring my brain for who it could of been, if she thought it could of been my father, her husband. Both times she said no but... she’s not emotionally/mentally stable or healthy herself & I always feel like she’s keeping something from me. Either consciously or subconsciously because she’s veeery good at making believe bad things never happened.
Even as I write this, I’m not actually FEELING it. Just writing from the logical part of my brain. Telling a story about someone else. Because this is so cliche.
My question is what do I do with this? I know it’s possible that in my next T session we can decide it was someone else but for now I have this. And aside from ignore it, I don’t know what else to do. I haven’t cried, haven’t gotten angry with him because, well it’s not real to me. The only that’s changed is all my anxiety, ocd, unhealthy stuff has gotten worse.
Anyone else been in a similar situation that can give me some... ANY advice? I think maybe I’m looking for a way to make this real to me. So that I can feel & get on with things. On the other hand, I’m petrified that when my emotional side catches up with this info, I’ll go mad. Lose the last shreds of my sanity.
So I know I sound conflicted. And I’m not sure I’m being clear (hope I am). But if any of you get this, please help.
Thanks :)
as”. None of these felt like the truth to me and it was SO frustrating. They’re reactions/responses made me feel like I was being a drama queen & making stuff up for attention. Which is something I absolutely HATE because my mother is like that. Being all passive aggressive just to get the reaction that she’s really a hero.
But recently I started seeing a psychiatrist who also has a therapist in his office. I could never afford his prices but luckily he accepts Medicare, which I have so for what feels like the first time in my life, I’m being seen by the best doctors who confer, discuss my situation and the psychiatrist is actually AGAINST medication! I feel like I’ve hit a gold mine!
So a few weeks ago the T told me that she’s 100% sure that I was sexually molested. Although it felt dirty, I also felt extremely validated. Finally someone who believes me and sees the signs. She told me, in no uncertain terms, that I am a poster child for PTSD.
In our last session which was 2 weeks ago, I shared more of my life with her (I’ve only had had about 5 sessions so far) & she told me that it’s highly probable that it was my father that did this to me.
Wow. Of all the men in my life, I didn’t want it to be him. We weren’t close, I ignored him for most of my life until he died 12 years ago. But still, he’s my father.
I don’t know what to do with this. I’ve definitely separated my emotions from it (dissociated perhaps?) because when I discuss it with the few people I have entrusted, I don’t feel any emotions. Which I’m glad for because I think it would look quite ugly if I felt it all. As it is I’ve started drinking again (I was an alcoholic about 15 years ago for around 5-7 years). I’m not drinking as heavily as I used to but every time thoughts about this pop into my head... I drink.
He’s dead so I can’t confront him. My mom has a heart condition so I ask tell her and see her reaction... if maybe she knows something. I’ve asked her twice in the past, when I was scouring my brain for who it could of been, if she thought it could of been my father, her husband. Both times she said no but... she’s not emotionally/mentally stable or healthy herself & I always feel like she’s keeping something from me. Either consciously or subconsciously because she’s veeery good at making believe bad things never happened.
Even as I write this, I’m not actually FEELING it. Just writing from the logical part of my brain. Telling a story about someone else. Because this is so cliche.
My question is what do I do with this? I know it’s possible that in my next T session we can decide it was someone else but for now I have this. And aside from ignore it, I don’t know what else to do. I haven’t cried, haven’t gotten angry with him because, well it’s not real to me. The only that’s changed is all my anxiety, ocd, unhealthy stuff has gotten worse.
Anyone else been in a similar situation that can give me some... ANY advice? I think maybe I’m looking for a way to make this real to me. So that I can feel & get on with things. On the other hand, I’m petrified that when my emotional side catches up with this info, I’ll go mad. Lose the last shreds of my sanity.
So I know I sound conflicted. And I’m not sure I’m being clear (hope I am). But if any of you get this, please help.
Thanks :)