This is the first place I am telling my story in the context of DV. For a long time I hesitated to consider my situation in this light. I adopted a daughter at age 3. She was substance exposed, neglected and little did I know at the time, bipolar, autistic and cognitively disabled. Due to this mixture of diagnoses and early childhood experiences she has a very small tolerance to frustration and can become very violent. For several years between the ages 8 and 15 she would have escalations that lasted about an hour. She would hit, kick, bit and scratch me non stop during that time. I would be bruised and hurt afterward. Sometimes this would happen several times a day. For years I sucked it up and was able to tell myself that it was her disability. Around age 12 she started destroying the house as well. We had to remove all breakables. Nothing on the walls. Plastic everything.
I adjusted my life around her. I walked on eggshells. I set boundaries with her often, as that is what was needed, knowing she would lose it and I would get beat up. The hyper vigilance was constant. As you can imagine I developed PTSD from the years of living like this. Additionally I have trauma in my childhood that has compounded it. She was placed in a group home last year, but had to return home with us for three weeks in January. The stress of living with my trigger sent me over the edge. Any sign of her being unhappy or in distress triggered me. I ended up in the hospital after a big panic attack which lead to thoughts of self harm for the first time in my life. One month later I was back for suicidal ideation. I have never had psychiatric issues other than depression. Now my life has changed. I can't work. I can't go to school. I have applied for disability. I am in therapy twice a week and on three medications.
I appreciate a forum where I can share my story. Thank you to everyone.
I adjusted my life around her. I walked on eggshells. I set boundaries with her often, as that is what was needed, knowing she would lose it and I would get beat up. The hyper vigilance was constant. As you can imagine I developed PTSD from the years of living like this. Additionally I have trauma in my childhood that has compounded it. She was placed in a group home last year, but had to return home with us for three weeks in January. The stress of living with my trigger sent me over the edge. Any sign of her being unhappy or in distress triggered me. I ended up in the hospital after a big panic attack which lead to thoughts of self harm for the first time in my life. One month later I was back for suicidal ideation. I have never had psychiatric issues other than depression. Now my life has changed. I can't work. I can't go to school. I have applied for disability. I am in therapy twice a week and on three medications.
I appreciate a forum where I can share my story. Thank you to everyone.