Hello all,
The details are too numerous to go into properly, but my PTSD is about two years old and stems from an incredibly abusive, six-month circumstance that I experienced in a foreign country (which my therapist refers to as a "hostage situation"). I have also struggled with generalized anxiety disorder and depression for the past five years, yet still managed to get my Bachelor's degree at age 20, and hold down jobs consistently.
I was retraumatized in October, and it's been an uphill battle since then. It's been a little more difficult this time around. My parents were not aware of my PTSD during my initial healing process, so I worked through most of my issues on my own (with the help of my therapist and psychiatrist, of course). This time, both my mother and father pledged a commitment to support me and educate themselves about the condition during the healing period. I have lived with them since, as I try to piece myself and my life back together. It's not perfect, but I still get up every morning and try to be as productive as possible.
On Christmas Eve, my father decided that I wasn't getting better fast enough, in spite of hearing from my therapist and psychiatrist that healing doesn't really have a timeline...it might take a while, and get worse before it gets better! He had just had enough, and snapped. Called me pathetic, said I was "faking" my condition, etc. etc. He's someone who thinks that social anxiety is just a slightly worse version of shyness, so to say he doesn't understand mental health issues is an understatement.
As a result, he left our home and has been staying at another property several hours away. It's been incredibly stressful for both myself and my mother! I had to spend my birthday (January 2) at the ER, not because I was worried about hurting/killing myself, but because I have been in complete shut-down/fight-flight-freeze/dissociation/shock mode every since the end of December, and it's very disorienting and terrifying and I really wanted help of any sort!
I have a generally strong fear of abandonment, probably stemming from the fact that I was adopted and also from my PTSD self-loathing (which makes me feel that I don't "deserve" love). My mother decided to attend a NAMI session this past Thursday, and came home seemingly revived. She further pledged her commitment to my recovery and seemed to have a much deeper understanding of my circumstance.
Then I suggested she go see my father. They're still married (and happy in that marriage), and being away from him for a long period of time was clearly hard for her. I expressed a slight concern that he would manipulate her into leaving me as well (he's a manipulative type, not out of malice...it's just the way he is). She said that she was going to bring him the NAMI information and try to help him open his eyes a bit more and hopefully return home.
Well...she came back last night.
And said that I have approximately three days to move out of the house. She said that she had discussed the situation with my father and decided that this was "the best thing for everyone". Keep in mind that I don't currently have a job, have no place to stay, and am at the rock-bottom of my PTSD at the moment.
I just went straight into shock, and I'm still there. I've got a lot of the things I own packed up at this point, but I am just very confused. I tried to speak with her reasonably, but she refused to have any conversation at all, and I just...I feel even more abandoned and hurt and confused, and there's no way for me to understand the reasoning behind the decision, because neither she nor my father will acknowledge I exist!
It's uncharacteristic of them as human beings and parents, so it's not what I expected. I just...what?
The details are too numerous to go into properly, but my PTSD is about two years old and stems from an incredibly abusive, six-month circumstance that I experienced in a foreign country (which my therapist refers to as a "hostage situation"). I have also struggled with generalized anxiety disorder and depression for the past five years, yet still managed to get my Bachelor's degree at age 20, and hold down jobs consistently.
I was retraumatized in October, and it's been an uphill battle since then. It's been a little more difficult this time around. My parents were not aware of my PTSD during my initial healing process, so I worked through most of my issues on my own (with the help of my therapist and psychiatrist, of course). This time, both my mother and father pledged a commitment to support me and educate themselves about the condition during the healing period. I have lived with them since, as I try to piece myself and my life back together. It's not perfect, but I still get up every morning and try to be as productive as possible.
On Christmas Eve, my father decided that I wasn't getting better fast enough, in spite of hearing from my therapist and psychiatrist that healing doesn't really have a timeline...it might take a while, and get worse before it gets better! He had just had enough, and snapped. Called me pathetic, said I was "faking" my condition, etc. etc. He's someone who thinks that social anxiety is just a slightly worse version of shyness, so to say he doesn't understand mental health issues is an understatement.
As a result, he left our home and has been staying at another property several hours away. It's been incredibly stressful for both myself and my mother! I had to spend my birthday (January 2) at the ER, not because I was worried about hurting/killing myself, but because I have been in complete shut-down/fight-flight-freeze/dissociation/shock mode every since the end of December, and it's very disorienting and terrifying and I really wanted help of any sort!
I have a generally strong fear of abandonment, probably stemming from the fact that I was adopted and also from my PTSD self-loathing (which makes me feel that I don't "deserve" love). My mother decided to attend a NAMI session this past Thursday, and came home seemingly revived. She further pledged her commitment to my recovery and seemed to have a much deeper understanding of my circumstance.
Then I suggested she go see my father. They're still married (and happy in that marriage), and being away from him for a long period of time was clearly hard for her. I expressed a slight concern that he would manipulate her into leaving me as well (he's a manipulative type, not out of malice...it's just the way he is). She said that she was going to bring him the NAMI information and try to help him open his eyes a bit more and hopefully return home.
Well...she came back last night.
And said that I have approximately three days to move out of the house. She said that she had discussed the situation with my father and decided that this was "the best thing for everyone". Keep in mind that I don't currently have a job, have no place to stay, and am at the rock-bottom of my PTSD at the moment.
I just went straight into shock, and I'm still there. I've got a lot of the things I own packed up at this point, but I am just very confused. I tried to speak with her reasonably, but she refused to have any conversation at all, and I just...I feel even more abandoned and hurt and confused, and there's no way for me to understand the reasoning behind the decision, because neither she nor my father will acknowledge I exist!
It's uncharacteristic of them as human beings and parents, so it's not what I expected. I just...what?