I have ptsd. I understand that this a daunting diagnosis, but saying it feels good. Years wondering why I cannot fall in love. Years wondering why my feelings are so distant; years of revving up in anxiety not knowing why. Wondering why I was doomed to be an insomniac.
I was abused as a child. My father basically allowed me to be raised by a borderline and abusive girlfriend while he spent most nights on his couch in the office. There was violence, and there were insults I feel tattooed into my flesh to this day. 7 years I lived with her. And when it was over, I was 14 and I buried it. I thought that was best. But I still had ptsd even in my denial. People called me aloof, unaware that I was, in fact, feeling too much not too little.
And the triggers. A blood phobia borne from watching her slit her wrists. Broken mirrors (her hobby when especially angry) give me panic attacks. And the migraines. I'm chronic. I get between 3-5 a week lasting 8-15 hours each. Apparently this is also a symptom of my ptsd. So many symptoms doctors treated over the years. Never touching upon the truth.
I was just diagnosed last week. But reading over testimonies and descriptions, I have no doubt of the validity of my diagnosis... this time. Finally, I have an answer. Maybe now I can begin to heal.
I was abused as a child. My father basically allowed me to be raised by a borderline and abusive girlfriend while he spent most nights on his couch in the office. There was violence, and there were insults I feel tattooed into my flesh to this day. 7 years I lived with her. And when it was over, I was 14 and I buried it. I thought that was best. But I still had ptsd even in my denial. People called me aloof, unaware that I was, in fact, feeling too much not too little.
And the triggers. A blood phobia borne from watching her slit her wrists. Broken mirrors (her hobby when especially angry) give me panic attacks. And the migraines. I'm chronic. I get between 3-5 a week lasting 8-15 hours each. Apparently this is also a symptom of my ptsd. So many symptoms doctors treated over the years. Never touching upon the truth.
I was just diagnosed last week. But reading over testimonies and descriptions, I have no doubt of the validity of my diagnosis... this time. Finally, I have an answer. Maybe now I can begin to heal.