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So very much, and so strongly, agreed.It’s not limited to ptsd, but if you add ptsd to that problem, then it can be incredibly difficult to function alongside
Ditto.Themes, diagnosis, and theories can help us to better understand things, but they should never be used to define us as individuals.
This^^. So much this. I utterly despise the phrases , “ if it makes you feel any better…” Or “ if it’s any consolation…[insert their story here]”. No it’s doesn’t! (Is what I want to scream before they even finish their sentence……)I'm not sure how to find the words, nor if it even matters at all, so Idk why it's occurred to me more than once. I was thinking I am afraid or hesitant to say (anonymously) when I feel hopeless etc, as it seems to end up encouraging someone else who says they feel the same or are worse. Which-obviously it seems more important to do that- to help someone else, especially if I care. But in the end I also feel somewhat silenced, invisible, or just lost in the shuffle. Like I am wrong to speak my truth. I know it's just stupid to think of, anyway. Just kind of, that's been the way it was my whole life, pretty much. I feel required to be 2 dimensional, in a way. Anyhoo that's all. Simple mind simple rather useless thought lol.
I have attempted with family but no one else to speak up…. Failed quite miserably, I was quite literally laughed at and told I was taking it too personally. My only friend L, I can talk surface stuff with easily (she gets it) but the deep stuff…. Welll she needs to go firstso speaking up at all about how I actually feel is a lot, maybe it's the same for you?
Definitely value in existing. Which I would get just by not feeling kicked to the curb, or not even kicked, told to sit down in a nice polite way and wait on the curb while they take my ice cream inside and eat it. Heck I will share the ice cream gladly, no need to take it from me. (Yes, a childish analogy but oft times I feel that way and then feel guilty)I realize I am often ultimately torn between trying to give the most generous benefit of the doubt to both those who attack and those who are indifferent to me, and/or feeling there is zero concern or connection.Maybe it's just that fleeting feeling when at one's lowest to be able to be heard, or thrown a lifeline, or just not kicked to the curb, to feel there is some value in existing?
I understand. I either (and probably most frequently) try to figure out what I did/didn’t do/say/act like. But at the same time, “Maybe they are having a bad day, maybe they are stressed/overwhelmed etc, etc etc….” And excuse their treatment of me and then how could I be better.I realize I am often ultimately torn between trying to give the most generous benefit of the doubt to both those who attack and those who are indifferent to me, and/or feeling there is zero concern or connection.
because everything I seem to be reading is that I should matter to myself, should I be letting it slide? or being used to it if it is something that makes uncomfortable?. That it should be ok for me to be upset about it. That it should be ok to… set a boundary? I guess maybe ? I am not sure I am expressing it very well. I am not saying to foist or force myself upon someone… but if the intent is to make me fee better am I not supposed to be able say “sorry, I appreciate your story but it unfortunately doesn’t make me feel better but here’s what would”? Isn’t stuff like that supposed to be a 2 way street? Maybe I am wishing on stars…or just confusededededbeing used to it, what does it matter?
Totally agree!!!! Ugh the dripping condescension!Unless someone thinks they are humoring me (gross!).
mmmm. I don’t know. My friend L says I am too empathetic hence why I give too many chances to people who she thinks don’t deserve it in my life.Maybe part of the problem is our own empathy or ability to listen?