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Rivergirl
I too am a care giver who feels very uncomfortable with the fact that someone will care for me. For me to even say that is a big step. I too like many others on this site have not had a nuturing childhood. ( victum of a pedifile ring rung by my father) It is amazing how the lack of emotional support from a childhood forms the mindset for your adult life. I was currently working on this before I was hurt.
I have been doing alot of thinking about why I can't speak and I am frightened that if I speak my whole past will come flooding out along with the most current event. I still can't say the word. If I allow it all to come out then I may not be able to keep myself safe. Once before I dissociated for days and I don't think I am physically well enough yet to manage this. I know that I am taking the easy way out but I am so scared.
Why do I feel like I need my mother to hold me when she never held me as a child. When I type this I feel the fear of being locked in the cupboard as a reminder that I should never tell anyone.
I seem to be having flood of emotions from so many different episodes. Later this morning my T is going to take me outside. He does not want me to redevelop my fear about being outside. They have told me that both my nurse and T will be with me. I can't do this.
I wish I could disappear.
Robbed
I too am a care giver who feels very uncomfortable with the fact that someone will care for me. For me to even say that is a big step. I too like many others on this site have not had a nuturing childhood. ( victum of a pedifile ring rung by my father) It is amazing how the lack of emotional support from a childhood forms the mindset for your adult life. I was currently working on this before I was hurt.
I have been doing alot of thinking about why I can't speak and I am frightened that if I speak my whole past will come flooding out along with the most current event. I still can't say the word. If I allow it all to come out then I may not be able to keep myself safe. Once before I dissociated for days and I don't think I am physically well enough yet to manage this. I know that I am taking the easy way out but I am so scared.
Why do I feel like I need my mother to hold me when she never held me as a child. When I type this I feel the fear of being locked in the cupboard as a reminder that I should never tell anyone.
I seem to be having flood of emotions from so many different episodes. Later this morning my T is going to take me outside. He does not want me to redevelop my fear about being outside. They have told me that both my nurse and T will be with me. I can't do this.
I wish I could disappear.
Robbed