KatieConfused
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Hello!
I'm 22 and I'm new to this forum. The main reason why I joined is because I've been struggling with an issue for years now. I'm going to tell you guys the story in hopes that I can gain some insights and perhaps maybe find somebody who is going through the same thing. In a nutshell I'm going to tell you what the story is about so you candecide whether or not you want to keep reading. My story is about confusion about sexuality, loneliness, love, trauma, and wanting to be happy. If this is something that interest you than please keep reading.
So my story starts during the beginning of my sophomore year of college. I entered one of my classes with the same excitement and hopes that I usually have during the beginning of anything. Will I be able to make friends this year? Or better yet will I meet the love of my life? Well, the answer to the first question was a definite no while the answer to my second is one I'm extremely confused about.
When I entered the class soon after entered what would be the greatest catalyst I have encountered in my life; a petite very pretty professor. The professor actually took over the class from another professor at the last minute. When she first entered the room I was somewhat excited because she was young and pretty while my other professors were old and decrepit. I left class somewhat awe struck by her. However, I was looking forward to seeing her again.
About the third time I saw her I fell madly in love with her or at least something that resembled love. I couldnt stop thinking about her. I was taken aback by the strong force of my emotions for someone I barely knew. I felt that she sensed my attractions and instead of pushing me away she actually tried to get to know but I was so shut down that I couldn't really be open with her.
During this time I got very depressed because I didnt know what my feelings meant. Although I've felt similar feelings for other women before they were never at the intensity I felt for this professor. At the time the homosexuality didn't enter my thinking. I was heterosexual, I wanted to have reletionships with men although I've never had an emotional connection with a man in my life I was sexually attracted to them. I wanted to create a future with a special man but that man or boy has never seem to come up.
However, you guys must be wondering where this is going. Well! The thing is that I have lived with my mother for most of my life. I was her everything emotionally. I'm extremely traumatized by this relationship. So my question to you guys would be if it's possible to experience loving feelings for another woman because you've had a traumatic relationship with your mother?
I have told two therapist that I think i'm a lesbian. One said flat out that i'm not a lesbian and the other said that she doesn't think that I'm gay. Guys I need your help because I feel a sexual attraction to men but a deep emotional one to women. Are these somehow covert symptoms of PTSD?
Please help!
KatieConfused
I'm 22 and I'm new to this forum. The main reason why I joined is because I've been struggling with an issue for years now. I'm going to tell you guys the story in hopes that I can gain some insights and perhaps maybe find somebody who is going through the same thing. In a nutshell I'm going to tell you what the story is about so you candecide whether or not you want to keep reading. My story is about confusion about sexuality, loneliness, love, trauma, and wanting to be happy. If this is something that interest you than please keep reading.
So my story starts during the beginning of my sophomore year of college. I entered one of my classes with the same excitement and hopes that I usually have during the beginning of anything. Will I be able to make friends this year? Or better yet will I meet the love of my life? Well, the answer to the first question was a definite no while the answer to my second is one I'm extremely confused about.
When I entered the class soon after entered what would be the greatest catalyst I have encountered in my life; a petite very pretty professor. The professor actually took over the class from another professor at the last minute. When she first entered the room I was somewhat excited because she was young and pretty while my other professors were old and decrepit. I left class somewhat awe struck by her. However, I was looking forward to seeing her again.
About the third time I saw her I fell madly in love with her or at least something that resembled love. I couldnt stop thinking about her. I was taken aback by the strong force of my emotions for someone I barely knew. I felt that she sensed my attractions and instead of pushing me away she actually tried to get to know but I was so shut down that I couldn't really be open with her.
During this time I got very depressed because I didnt know what my feelings meant. Although I've felt similar feelings for other women before they were never at the intensity I felt for this professor. At the time the homosexuality didn't enter my thinking. I was heterosexual, I wanted to have reletionships with men although I've never had an emotional connection with a man in my life I was sexually attracted to them. I wanted to create a future with a special man but that man or boy has never seem to come up.
However, you guys must be wondering where this is going. Well! The thing is that I have lived with my mother for most of my life. I was her everything emotionally. I'm extremely traumatized by this relationship. So my question to you guys would be if it's possible to experience loving feelings for another woman because you've had a traumatic relationship with your mother?
I have told two therapist that I think i'm a lesbian. One said flat out that i'm not a lesbian and the other said that she doesn't think that I'm gay. Guys I need your help because I feel a sexual attraction to men but a deep emotional one to women. Are these somehow covert symptoms of PTSD?
Please help!
KatieConfused