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In talking with "Dr Catalyst", I talked in a bit more detail about the moment I relive most often - getting dressed for school and submitting to the bullies' demand that I start wearing women's corsetry. It recommended the following: I can see what it's getting at, I just find it so hard. All...

Thanks for the suggestions. I've been interacting with the AI engine (Dr Catalyst) and asking about grounding. It came up with the following: I've been trying #2, and what you've suggested is, I guess, a variant of #4. I've never before considered this level of inventiveness in trying to stay...

My relationship with my sister steadily deteriorated to the point where we now have as little to do with each other as possible, and it all stems from her inability to understand what I went through and how her actions at the time made it worse. I realise your situation is significantly...

A mixture of tension and weariness, caused by the prospect of an upcoming meeting with my sister this weekend. We have a fairly toxic relationship (stemming from how she revelled in the sick bullying I had to endure during my later school years), and have little to do with each other these...

In my case he was (thank God) pretty much silent apart from the heavy breathing. When my mind decides to torture me by revisiting it, the thoughts that disturb me most relate to the way I was forced to cooperate. It's crazy - he had a knife so I had little choice - but I still get a surge of...

I don't think anything would have helped me. Given what was happening (I was an overweight teenage boy being made to wear women's shapewear under my school uniform) I just wanted my humiliating secret to remain precisely that - secret. I often thought about confiding in my best friend, just to...

Definitely. Back when I was a teenager, I made a decision that avoided short-term stress, but led to life-long issues. I deeply wish I had had the strength to report what was going on. It would have been hard to do so, but it would have nipped things in the bud.

Yes and no. When I was a teenage boy, a gang of morons thought it would be funny to blackmail the chubby class nerd into wearing women's shapewear. As I was too ashamed to report them, I spend several miserable and humiliating years wearing a heavy-duty panty girdle under my school uniform...

Thanks. That's definitely a helpful way to look at it! I've also beaten myself up with the "did I bring it on myself?" question, as I could have stopped things right at the start by reporting them, but instead endured years of humiliation. When my sister found out (and by God did she revel in...

Not really. It's not like I'm just looking back and recalling it - it's as if I'm right back in the moment, feeling as I did at the time. Not only was I revolted at what I was doing and dreading the day ahead, there was also the awful realisation that I was accepting this as a way of life from...

As a teenage boy, I was a bit overweight and was taunted by bullies about needing a girdle. This was was back in the late seventies, when such things were regularly advertised on TV and displayed in department store windows. There was one such store on the way to school, and they'd point at...

Hi, Thanks for the welcome. I've always been a bit wary of posting on forums such as this, as part of me always has always felt that it's being over-dramatic to think that being forced to wear a girdle counts as trauma.

Hi, My name's Dave and I've just joined. I've never been diagnosed, but I have had some symptoms that match up with those of CPTSD so I thought I'd have a look around just to educate myself if nothing else, as I'm always wary of self-diagnosing. Over the years I have had flashbacks and panic...