I sent her a text message. I read about C-PTSD. I can relate somewhat, but I didn't ever experience this kind of identity disturbance, etc until after my last traumatic experience.
In that timeframe, from 2008-2011, I experienced:
1. An emergency surgery where I almost died from a cyst rupturing on my ovary. I was hemorrhaging internally. I experienced a morphine blackout so I didn't know that I even had surgery or anything until I woke up not knowing where I was or what had happened to me. I was screaming because the nurse's told me they took my ovary only to find out the surgeon saved my ovary but the nurses didn't know about it.
2. I moved a total of 21 times because of my ex, was homeless twice, etc.
3. I was put into a witness protection program with my ex for reasons I will not get into, but I was in a constant state of fear and stress, thinking that at any minute, we could be found and killed.
4. My mom breaking down mentally and being hospitalized (before witness protection) after a 7-11 clerk called to tell me she was spinning around in circles crying with her hand flipping around in front of her face.
5. My step father being hospitalized after drinking lots of rubbing alcohol; he was in a vegetative state for a few days and was grabbing onto me talking to me as if he were a little boy (before witness protection)
6. My ex was in the hospital seeking drugs
They were all in the EXACT same hospital on the same day. The doctor stopped me as I was rushing around in the hallways to ask me if I was okay.
7. I was a part of the evacuation that took place in Key West, FL in 2008 for the hurricanes.
8. In 2010, after an attack where I went numb on the left side of my body, they found lesions on my brain and said they worried it was early Multiple Sclerosis. I remember that moment clearly. I felt myself drop into my chest and down a long, dark tunnel. It was the scariest feeling I have ever felt in my life. Then, I had my first colitis like attack and was hospitalized 3 times that year. A lot of tests, talks of scary diseases, googling, etc.
There is a LOT more that happened. I can only tell this much without freaking out completely. And these are not really chronologically ordered. I feel so fragmented. There was a lot of trauma in a 3 year period. A lot.
Wow. Okay, now that I'm typing this, I realize. I need to give myself a lot more credit. Holy Jesus!