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I'm trying to come to terms with why it is I struggle so much when I hear any kind of womanizing remark. Sure, there's society to blame or whatever, but I also blamed modern culture on my hypervigilance until I realized children under the age of ten don't usually know upon entering a room exactly what potential weapons were available, and I'm thinking there's a similar story here.
I've gone through a lot of phases of understanding with this issue in the past couple of weeks. First I wrote this for PTSD relationships and deleted it, then wrote a new one with the same thing and a new angle in Depression and Suicidal Ideation, and now I am posting it here. The reason is because at first I thought it was a matter of failing to socialize appropriately or maybe it wasn't, then I thought because these comments often make me depressed and feel self-destructive it should be in the second category, but I think I finally understand a little.
These comments are a trigger, and only just now do I realize this. Just a trigger for incredible and extreme panic, making me feel all of these other overwhelming feelings as I allow myself to escalate.
So here is the full story:
I have a friend who lives downstairs from me in my complex. He is great company, except he always makes remarks that are sexual or suggestive... basically every disgusting thought a woman may try to push away from to prevent feeling degraded by imagery or media (at least in my experience/understanding).
Anyway, it's been bothering me every single day (he spends a huge amount of time in my apartment) for about four months, and I'm finally at breaking point.
Just now he said something that was only lightly suggestive and I just decided I had to get up and leave, go to my room and lie down with a book. I wound up just trying some simple breathing exercises to ground myself, but suddenly I realized: I was in full panic mode. My heart was pounding, I felt sick and flushed, shaky, racing thoughts, the works. I tried to relax as much as possible, vaguely wondering why I had never paid attention to this reaction before (in retrospect I would definitely just sit in the situation usually and my anxiety and thoughts would escalate until I got to suicidal or self-mutilating thoughts, feelings of worthlessness, and then I would go quietly break down in my room).
In this quiet moment, all of a sudden it clicked. His language triggers me because throughout my entire childhood and early teenage years, my brother would always make the most inappropriate comment possible while in my company and watching something. I remember the very last one so clearly. I was working on a paper and he was watching TV behind me. There was a commercial on for a Big Brother program. "Become a big brother, make a difference in a child's life." And my brother: "You know what happens to those boys?" and he's twisting and leaning over the back of the couch to speak to me face-to-face. I reluctantly turn to meet his eyes. "They get molested by their big brothers."
I can't handle it. I can't. But now I am conflicted... do I avoid this or try to deal with it head-on? Should any woman consciously put up with these remarks just to work on a trigger, anyway, or am I truly being ridiculous in my discomfort with these things? I know that I overreact, but maybe it's not a bad policy to rid my house of this linguistic plague?
Opinions much appreciated.
I've gone through a lot of phases of understanding with this issue in the past couple of weeks. First I wrote this for PTSD relationships and deleted it, then wrote a new one with the same thing and a new angle in Depression and Suicidal Ideation, and now I am posting it here. The reason is because at first I thought it was a matter of failing to socialize appropriately or maybe it wasn't, then I thought because these comments often make me depressed and feel self-destructive it should be in the second category, but I think I finally understand a little.
These comments are a trigger, and only just now do I realize this. Just a trigger for incredible and extreme panic, making me feel all of these other overwhelming feelings as I allow myself to escalate.
So here is the full story:
I have a friend who lives downstairs from me in my complex. He is great company, except he always makes remarks that are sexual or suggestive... basically every disgusting thought a woman may try to push away from to prevent feeling degraded by imagery or media (at least in my experience/understanding).
Anyway, it's been bothering me every single day (he spends a huge amount of time in my apartment) for about four months, and I'm finally at breaking point.
Just now he said something that was only lightly suggestive and I just decided I had to get up and leave, go to my room and lie down with a book. I wound up just trying some simple breathing exercises to ground myself, but suddenly I realized: I was in full panic mode. My heart was pounding, I felt sick and flushed, shaky, racing thoughts, the works. I tried to relax as much as possible, vaguely wondering why I had never paid attention to this reaction before (in retrospect I would definitely just sit in the situation usually and my anxiety and thoughts would escalate until I got to suicidal or self-mutilating thoughts, feelings of worthlessness, and then I would go quietly break down in my room).
In this quiet moment, all of a sudden it clicked. His language triggers me because throughout my entire childhood and early teenage years, my brother would always make the most inappropriate comment possible while in my company and watching something. I remember the very last one so clearly. I was working on a paper and he was watching TV behind me. There was a commercial on for a Big Brother program. "Become a big brother, make a difference in a child's life." And my brother: "You know what happens to those boys?" and he's twisting and leaning over the back of the couch to speak to me face-to-face. I reluctantly turn to meet his eyes. "They get molested by their big brothers."
I can't handle it. I can't. But now I am conflicted... do I avoid this or try to deal with it head-on? Should any woman consciously put up with these remarks just to work on a trigger, anyway, or am I truly being ridiculous in my discomfort with these things? I know that I overreact, but maybe it's not a bad policy to rid my house of this linguistic plague?
Opinions much appreciated.