Hey guys,
I'm a little discouraged to be back here so soon into the new year - because I felt my healing journey was going so well.
I think it still is - I just had a little setback, and it's nice to write about it somewhere where people understand.
I think it was triggered by speaking to a girl on a dating app, who then disappeared before we could meet up because she'd unexpectedly reconnected with another guy over the last week or two.
She did nothing wrong of course - and I didn't tell her that I felt disappointed; but my (secret) emotional reaction felt disproportionate.
This time last year was the last big break up that I had with my CPTSD (with probable comorbidities) ex.
Though the situation ran on for another six months in a very confusing fashion.
I think 'dating app girl' disappearing suddenly kind of reminded me of the way my ex 'discarded' me.
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Anyway, the point is -
I was studying in her city at the weekend (where I'm due to commute to once per month until June).
I just felt SO rough this time.
Where the last two months felt like breaking the spell; this time I felt like I was back in 'her country'.
I'd describe it as a nervous system, body and emotions response.
I didn't want her back - but somehow I craved contact.
I felt ashamed... I felt upset.... I felt that I somehow missed her on some level...
I felt sure that I'd messed everything up, and that I deserved to be treated badly (even though my brain knows differently).
I asked some guy for directions to somewhere, and the voice sounded like the guy who called and threatened me.
He left quickly, which is probably good because I just had the presence of mind to ask him about it as he left (I don't mean that I'd have accused or confronted him - I mean, I thought about asking "Hey - do you know 'x'?" Just to see if it was him... and THEN I was ready to tell him where to go, if it had been).
Which seems crazy to me now - it's just the whole thing felt so upfront and raw to me this time.
I felt incredibly lonely; and it wasn't helped by the fact that I have lots of fun acquaintances there, but no deep friendships (some family of mine live an hour out of the city, but it's not always very accessible).
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And I felt discouraged to be feeling those feelings.
I'm back in my hometown now, and just met up with a friend.
I felt a bit embarrassed talking about this situation - we're 'medium level' friends, and I didn't want to get too deep on him.
But even just hanging out with a very stable, relaxed person kind of reset my system and now I feel almost totally okay again.
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the thing is - I have to choose where to do my course placement now (I'm training to be a counsellor, which I feel a little shy about given everything I'm saying here); and I WANT to live in the city I've just been studying in.
I want to embrace the full experience, to get to know people in that city, and to leave in six months qualified, knowing that I've had the adventure.
But I'm also scared, because if I relapse into "wanting" things back the way they were... it could be a super lonely, and genuinely difficult six months (and it's not great for counselling people, either).
The alternative might be moving in with parents for nine months and doing the placement in my hometown instead - but that feels frustrating.
---
I just wish my emotions felt a lot clearer, and I wish that weird 'flashback-y type thing' hadn't happened to confuse things.
And in truth, I wish I hadn't met that girl so that I could enjoy the city with a blank slate; but I suppose there's no point in thinking like that now.
ANYWAY!
As I say... I'm just here writing something that someone might understand - I don't find it easy to talk to friends about it, because I don't want to moan all the time and I don't want to burden them too much.
I've told one or two people, but now I've written it here as well.
I'm a little discouraged to be back here so soon into the new year - because I felt my healing journey was going so well.
I think it still is - I just had a little setback, and it's nice to write about it somewhere where people understand.
I think it was triggered by speaking to a girl on a dating app, who then disappeared before we could meet up because she'd unexpectedly reconnected with another guy over the last week or two.
She did nothing wrong of course - and I didn't tell her that I felt disappointed; but my (secret) emotional reaction felt disproportionate.
This time last year was the last big break up that I had with my CPTSD (with probable comorbidities) ex.
Though the situation ran on for another six months in a very confusing fashion.
I think 'dating app girl' disappearing suddenly kind of reminded me of the way my ex 'discarded' me.
---
Anyway, the point is -
I was studying in her city at the weekend (where I'm due to commute to once per month until June).
I just felt SO rough this time.
Where the last two months felt like breaking the spell; this time I felt like I was back in 'her country'.
I'd describe it as a nervous system, body and emotions response.
I didn't want her back - but somehow I craved contact.
I felt ashamed... I felt upset.... I felt that I somehow missed her on some level...
I felt sure that I'd messed everything up, and that I deserved to be treated badly (even though my brain knows differently).
I asked some guy for directions to somewhere, and the voice sounded like the guy who called and threatened me.
He left quickly, which is probably good because I just had the presence of mind to ask him about it as he left (I don't mean that I'd have accused or confronted him - I mean, I thought about asking "Hey - do you know 'x'?" Just to see if it was him... and THEN I was ready to tell him where to go, if it had been).
Which seems crazy to me now - it's just the whole thing felt so upfront and raw to me this time.
I felt incredibly lonely; and it wasn't helped by the fact that I have lots of fun acquaintances there, but no deep friendships (some family of mine live an hour out of the city, but it's not always very accessible).
---
And I felt discouraged to be feeling those feelings.
I'm back in my hometown now, and just met up with a friend.
I felt a bit embarrassed talking about this situation - we're 'medium level' friends, and I didn't want to get too deep on him.
But even just hanging out with a very stable, relaxed person kind of reset my system and now I feel almost totally okay again.
---
the thing is - I have to choose where to do my course placement now (I'm training to be a counsellor, which I feel a little shy about given everything I'm saying here); and I WANT to live in the city I've just been studying in.
I want to embrace the full experience, to get to know people in that city, and to leave in six months qualified, knowing that I've had the adventure.
But I'm also scared, because if I relapse into "wanting" things back the way they were... it could be a super lonely, and genuinely difficult six months (and it's not great for counselling people, either).
The alternative might be moving in with parents for nine months and doing the placement in my hometown instead - but that feels frustrating.
---
I just wish my emotions felt a lot clearer, and I wish that weird 'flashback-y type thing' hadn't happened to confuse things.
And in truth, I wish I hadn't met that girl so that I could enjoy the city with a blank slate; but I suppose there's no point in thinking like that now.
ANYWAY!
As I say... I'm just here writing something that someone might understand - I don't find it easy to talk to friends about it, because I don't want to moan all the time and I don't want to burden them too much.
I've told one or two people, but now I've written it here as well.