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How Do Others Piece Together The Jigsaw Of Trauma?

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I am wondering how others cope with not knowing the full extent of their childhood trauma. I didn't realise until recently I had any trauma associated with my childhood, I thought it was all related to my marriage.

The main way I seem to be able to gather information about emotional abuse from my father is mainly through my current reaction to him through body memories and flashbacks. The mere thought of him makes me extremely anxious, I can't listen to a phone message, talk to him on the phone let alone see him. I feel intense fear and that I will get into trouble for doing the wrong thing ( not seeing him). He is a narcissist.
 
This is a very good question, I did not know until a little over a month ago that I had suffered physical abuse by my father. My mother finally got up the courage to tell me about it because I have been working with a therapist on my issues related to sexual abuse I suffered from a family friend. It's very helpful to know that I suffered this physical abuse because it makes my relationship with my father make a lot more sense. Although it's very painful to think about, and the one body memory I did have was terrifying. Is it a possibility for you to talk with your mother about your childhood, or someone else who might have firsthand knowledge of what happened regarding the abuse you suffered from your father?
 
Thanks for your suggestion.
Unfortunately my mother died 18 years ago. I have three younger brothers who are 6,8,10 years younger than me. So there is a lot of my early history they were were not aware of. It seems my emoitonal abuse started when I was preverbal and continues to this day. My brothers have a different relationship with my father and so didn't have the experiences I had. When I have spoken to them about it they can see glimpses of what has happened to me but don't get it.

Also because the abuse has been so subtle from the perpective have others all can appear normal. To this day relations and family friends say what a good girl I was to my father. I was always there for him. cared about him, did his bidding!
 
PB, I went to places from my childhood. I'm still drawn to them. And, I sit and remember ME... and that usually stirs up some kind of emotion, sometimes a glimpse of my relationship with others, and especially in my childhood... most of my relationships were affected by my relationship with my parents and grandparents. So, a lot of times, it leads to other memories as I question why a person would say something like that to me or think to do something like that, or why I sat in the church balcony once and hoped to just disappear there... etc.

Talking to people from my childhood doesn't help because they'd rather believe that my family was okay and I am having false memories, or they don't want to get involved, or they weren't affected enough by an instance to remember it... or whatever. People aren't reliable. Sitting with myself in places from my past ALWAYS brings back memories. It's then a matter of questioning the beliefs I held in those memories.
 
Thanks for your suggestion.
Unfortunately my mother died 18 years ago. I have three younger brothers who are 6,8,10 years younger than me. So there is a lot of my early history they were were not aware of. It seems my emoitonal abuse started when I was preverbal and continues to this day. My brothers have a different relationship with my father and so didn't have the experiences I had. When I have spoken to them about it they can see glimpses of what has happened to me but don't get it.

Also because the abuse has been so subtle from the perpective have others all can appear normal. To this day relations and family friends say what a good girl I was to my father. I was always there for him. cared about him, did his bidding!

I'm sorry to hear about the loss of your mother. :( That must be very frustrating to not have true validation from those around regarding the abuse you suffered. It's interesting how others can only see good things in such a terrible situation. Of course you would be a good girl, you were trying with all your might to do the right thing so he would show you love and that you were good enough.

Muzikluver brings up a very interesting suggestion, I also have strong reactions to places from my childhood. Especially places that are signifigant related to my abusers.

I wish you strength as you go through your journey of discovery and healing.
 
My memories have come with time and mind unlocking them. What I knew before isn't what I know now although they seem the same, the intensity is on a deeper level. Without my Trauma Specialist I could never get to the level of understanding that I am, maybe my denial has been deep or my jack-rabbiting more pervasive, I don't know.

I did go back 2 years ago revisit some one of our old houses some of the places I hide and disappear for hours and days just before starting my therapy and with my recent tdoc and it was worth the pain.

Good luck,
peace,
Rain
 
The comments you all have made are very helpful, especially those regarding places from the past.

Just recently I was walking past a park I had not been to in decades!(Caufield Park for my memory, when I read this at a later date). My reactions really surprised me. There was nothing that I recognised, yet I knew this place had some significance. I stood stock still and looked and wondered. Perhaps in the future these feelings will make sense.
 
I had a lot of emotional and physical abuse when I was little. Years and years of it from 3 until 11 until I was removed from the situation by an aunt.

For me, lately, I feel sort of like I'm having to break myself apart and put myself back together again to move forward. I do not remember a lot of specific events because the abuse started super young and a lot of what I went through was also sort of played-out and re-associated with other people and things that were not rooted in the original trauma but were still pretty awful. So what seem to be pretty random associations (sometimes associated/triggered by any or all of the five senses) will leave me feeling an emotional pain in my bones. Like strings that go all-the-way-down are being plucked. A sort of white-hot-heartache. When I was younger, traumatic events were sort-of-played out with friends and significant romantic relationships. Things I always struggled with when I was younger and seemed to sit shotgun with my abuse. The abuse took a great toll on my ability to relate to other kids, and made friends and romantic relationships way complicated and difficult. (Who knows what the map of my emotions and memories really looks like).

What I know for sure is that I have extremely intense episodes of emotional distress that fool me, and often times, like emotions should leave me looking for reasons in the immediate to explain why I feel like I have this white-hot-heartache. My situation isn't perfect but things are fairly stable now. So sometimes I can after-the-fact separate the pain from the situation, and look for triggers. This pretty much sucks me dry, and makes me wonder if I can ever really trust my emotions, but I seem to be inching forward. literally inching.

Other times when I am in poopy state of mind and can't hide it or am having a rough episode when I need to be at work, or doing something that requires me to be firing on all cylinders, or am around a significant other, or just out with the friends--I have to suffer through being a bad representative for myself. I suddenly have one of my white-hot emotional outbursts, and basically try to swallow it. I try to avoid the urge to act out on it. I think what helps me most is trusting that my current situation does not match the white-hot emotion rooted in trauma, there is something peripheral that may be triggering it. (maybe picked up by sight, taste, sound, touch, smell who knows) What the heck else am I supposed to do in the MOMENT? In those situations I'm hit with sadness, projecting potential rejection on to everything within a five mile radius, I feel ashamed, I feel hopeless I cannot control my emotions in the present. . . I have to rely on willpower alone. I try to hide it as best I can, or not draw attention to or act out on it in the present and just "know" that I can make some sense of it after the fact. So in this altered state of white-hot-heartache I try to remind myself how much it DOESN'T fit the present. . . That's a hugely tall order when my body has already squirted all the chemicals associated with the emotions in me.

Disclaimer: I don't think this would be possible if I did not have some very worthy friends at hand. Also for me, this pretty much makes a long term close, romantic relationship very difficult. Doing all of this AND trying to impress a girl at the same time are impossible, probably.

This is a pretty imperfect system for me, or anyone! because I can sometimes watch it take a toll on relationships around me, and sometimes have to fight an urge to throw something away because someone or something "becomes" a trigger. I can trust my emotions one second, I have to! and at other times I have to make an executive decision to do-my-best to not over-associate my white-hot-emotional-outburst with the people and things around me. On top of that I must not jump to the conclusion that all-my-hard-work-is-for-nothing when I feel awful, again.

In other words, keeping it broken up in pieces, keeping it an unfinished jigsaw puzzle, cutting it down to size is the only way I can do it. How can I possibly put the pieces together when they absolutely do not always fit?

What really helps me, especially when I feel like I'm having an episode that makes me feel like a bad representative for myself, or feel like I can't deal with the emotional tailspins anymore are these:

1. Friends and family who will be my friends and family no matter who or what I am or do. And, who may not understand what all fo this is, but still genuinely stick by me. (Unfortunately, sometimes pickings are slim, and some friends and family DO NOT fit the bill as being a worthy support group) This helps the dead-end urges to act out when I'm feeling absolutely frustrated and tired of dealing with what seem to be the same hurdles over and over again.

2. Searching the web. When I have a bad day, sometimes knowing that I'm not alone is all I need to legitimize my struggle. I don't always want to call a friend in the middle of the night and say I'm tired of feeling like a bitter scared little boy one minute, and a normal 27 year old man the next.

There's no graceful way through this, which is fine by me. So much better than no way through it at all.

Hope this helps someone other than me.
 
Trying to remember that something from the past is triggering the body memory and it is not happening now
is such a challlenge.

I get such an overwhelming feeling of exhaustion when I have experienced a piece of the jigsaw puzzle in the form of a flashback. It is so frustrating when all you can do at times is make an assumption of the flashback's meaning but have no other memory other than the body memory.
 
Hey thanks guys. That means a lot. in the heat of the moment with others I sometimes still have difficulties, I revert back to old ways of thinking. Needing constant reassurance, feeling awful about myself, and wanting to crawl under a rock. Just as I peel the layers back of whatever this is, I find new deeply ingrained habits that I can watch but do little about. Like suddenly needing reassurance, assuming that I'm always wrong, expecting the worse from everyone, not getting my hopes up etc. . . I constantly practice encouraging myself and trying to remind myself of my positive qualities, and I often excercise when I have a bad gut feeling that wont let up.

I hope that this multi-pronged approach makes a difference, because when I start to feel awful, and feel smiliar to when I was a kid. . . it's as if the whole world around me changes. I tend to perceive everything different. Friends become threatening, I immidiately jump to the worst conclusions about any opportunity that comes my way. It's like I'm hardwired to think worst case scenario. It's still a task for me to positively think my way out. . . and even when I do I still tend to have to bear-and-grin-it through the physiological side affects.

And I still feel a little bit ashamedm too. I don't want to be this way at my age. Ya know? Emotionally tormented for no good reason in the PRESENT. And I sometimes compare myself to others (horrible idea) thinking that they seem to be so confident and self assured even if their lives aren't perfect. . . and for me, despite all my hard work I am still affected by old trauma. But what else can we do right? Just figure it out bit by bit. No huge single gesture will fix this I try to remind myself. Take it one day at a time, stay away from abusing drugs and alcohol when I feel bad, tread extremely carefully with personal relationships, and get out of bed every morning and make it as good as I can even if I know that I may have an episode.

I sometimes wonder if minimizing the effect that all that child hood shittiness had on me is also part of the problem.
Even I still fall for thinking like "If I just did such and such everything would be okay" "If so and so seems okay, then I should just suck it up and not worry about it." But it's never been that simple in my experience. But It still feels like such a huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuge obstacle.

But what other choice do I have? I've gotta make the most of it. Or learn to make the most of it. Learn to be (more) positive, initiate an alternate internal dialogue to eventually overtake the old one, challenge my assumptions, remember I'm not a beat up little 5 year old kid with nowhere to run, and try to be one step ahead of myself always with living responsibly and happily. But when I've been spending years chipping away at something. . . I'm just still as easily discouraged as ever sometimes.
 
I am probably still in denial about how much of an effect my childhood trauma had on me.
Think it has allot to do with the fact that i don't really think about it all that much and i was able to do what i wanted for some time without any noticeable negative effects to my knowledge.
In my opinion for me it is less about how i cope with what i do remember but how each of the experiences effected the way i responded to future trauma.

how i cope with not fully knowing about my childhood traumas for some time now i suppose i wont let myself care,
numb emotions, and isolate off the top of my head.
Honestly seams like i am mainly fighting off the memories and effects of the more recent events but just because it seams that way does not mean it is entirely true for now ill just keep existing.
 
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