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Childhood CPTSD.

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In short. I have gone through a lifetime of profound, pervasive, and systemic psychological, physical, and sexual abuse and violation. This abuse began in childhood and continued into adulthood, originating from the most fundamental relationships in my life and extended to the very systems meant to protect me, including foster homes, relief weekends, child protective services (CPS), public school, and the broader mental health and healthcare systems (like the hospital, CMHA, and Family Services). Even in my attempts to find empathy and understanding, I faced further re-traumatization, dismissal, and victim-blaming. I've experienced constant gaslighting, manipulation, and profound betrayals of trust, leading to a deep-seated inability to say "no," even when terrified. This relentless trauma has left me with Complex PTSD, agoraphobia, severe anxiety, and panic disorder, manifesting in debilitating physical symptoms like bleeding/spotting, body tension, and trouble breathing, and profound, pervasive exhaustion.



I've learned, in the hardest possible ways, that my emotions, boundaries, and needs are not safe to express, forcing me into isolation and leaving me feeling unheard and unsupported by a world that has failed me at every turn. I have survived relentless, multifaceted abuse from nearly every corner of my life, leaving me profoundly impacted and battling to find even basic safety, empathy, and understanding. I hope that nobody ever has to face things things. let alone, on their own.
 
Welcome! My story is similar, abandoned and neglected by my parents and survived the foster care system of 7-8 “homes”. You are not alone, and I feel for you and understand how tuff it is. There is light at the end of the tunnel, at least I can see it. I have been battling my demons for 50 years. I finally believe in myself. I have turned it around. Yes I have terrible episodes and have to climb back. I am isolated in my own way. The road is long, but in the end worth it 🧚‍♂️
 

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