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Hi everyone.
Some may consider this a weird thread to post in a PTSD forum, but I don't know what else to do to get some kind of answer. And I apologise if this is the wrong place to post it.
I suspect I have PTSD, or am slightly traumatised due to my erratic behaviour and thoughts, but I'm worried that I'm just overreacting or being melodramatic. I know my family would think so, which is why I haven't approached them about it.
When I was about 9-10 years old I was exposed to some extremely graphic material online, and in books. Graphic as in hardcore pornography and violence. Before that I had a strictly Catholic upbringing, so I had no idea what I was seeing. I didn't know what sex was, etc. I still remember some images, but only the worst ones. I remember I would stare, and couldn't look away, and I would shake for hours afterwards.
Around this time, my behaviour changed dramatically, and I went from an apparently "bubbly, confident" child to a sullen, moody and angry one, with erratic mood swings. From then on if I heard someone shouting anything along the lines of "No!" or "please, stop it!" I would break down into uncontrollable screaming fits, and do anything I could to stop what was happening. My siblings would be playing games, one would upset the other as children do, and they would yell something like that. And I would drop everything, run to them and physically assault the sibling that was "in the wrong". I was labeled a bully by my parents.
This continued for about 5 years. When I turned 14 I learned to control if better. Now I sort of emotionally just switch off. The emotions I felt during those fits were horrible, vicious anger, rage and fear of what my brother or sister was doing to the other. I volunteered to watch my 2 year old sister in the bath every single night because I couldn't stand having anyone else be with her while she was so vulnerable, in case they did something. I felt like a freak for even considering my family would ever abuse my little sister, but I was still scared. If my brother came in accidentally while she was bathing I would go nuts. He was only 4 though. My mind would go crazy with scenario's and I would lie awake at night with these images in my head. So it seems now as some sort of overcompensation I turn off a part of my brain when in a certain situation, to prevent that sort of extreme reaction, which has sort of worked for the past couple of years.
However, about a month or so ago I was asked out for the first time, on a date. The guy, although I hadn't known him very long was a very good friend of mine. I turned him down, as I'm not allowed to date due to my age and my studies. But I wasn't interested anyway, I only saw him as a friend. But since then everything has gotten worse. To me...it's hard to explain. Basically, I view all guys as sex addicts. If someone shows interest, part of me sees that as them simply wanting to violate and defile me for their satisfaction. I feel disgust when anyone talks about finding someone attractive, because to me, that's akin to saying "I want to be naked and have sex with that person and do disgusting things with them". Because that's what it'll lead to, right? I'm 16, and I have no interest in sex, or guys, or dating.
So yeah, since being asked out caused all this to get worse. I normally hate physical touch (I refuse to touch my parents, siblings or friends, with a few exceptions. But ESPECIALLY not my parents), but I'm freaking out about it even more. The guy who asked me out was very touchy-feely even when I asked him to stop, several times. I told him I don't like it, and he replied I'd "get used to it". I've never come so close to killing someone before.
I don't really have recurring nightmares of anything. I rarely dream, but when I do it's usually a nightmare. But my worst dreams involve me being raped, witnessing a rape, and being sexually abused. Those messed me up for days afterwards.
So, I think that's it. I don't know whats wrong with me, if I have PTSD or something similar. Or if I'm just being silly. But I've never written all this down before, I think that's helped in itself.
If anyone has any advice, or input, it'd be greatly appreciated. :)
Thanks for reading,
Delta.
Some may consider this a weird thread to post in a PTSD forum, but I don't know what else to do to get some kind of answer. And I apologise if this is the wrong place to post it.
I suspect I have PTSD, or am slightly traumatised due to my erratic behaviour and thoughts, but I'm worried that I'm just overreacting or being melodramatic. I know my family would think so, which is why I haven't approached them about it.
When I was about 9-10 years old I was exposed to some extremely graphic material online, and in books. Graphic as in hardcore pornography and violence. Before that I had a strictly Catholic upbringing, so I had no idea what I was seeing. I didn't know what sex was, etc. I still remember some images, but only the worst ones. I remember I would stare, and couldn't look away, and I would shake for hours afterwards.
Around this time, my behaviour changed dramatically, and I went from an apparently "bubbly, confident" child to a sullen, moody and angry one, with erratic mood swings. From then on if I heard someone shouting anything along the lines of "No!" or "please, stop it!" I would break down into uncontrollable screaming fits, and do anything I could to stop what was happening. My siblings would be playing games, one would upset the other as children do, and they would yell something like that. And I would drop everything, run to them and physically assault the sibling that was "in the wrong". I was labeled a bully by my parents.
This continued for about 5 years. When I turned 14 I learned to control if better. Now I sort of emotionally just switch off. The emotions I felt during those fits were horrible, vicious anger, rage and fear of what my brother or sister was doing to the other. I volunteered to watch my 2 year old sister in the bath every single night because I couldn't stand having anyone else be with her while she was so vulnerable, in case they did something. I felt like a freak for even considering my family would ever abuse my little sister, but I was still scared. If my brother came in accidentally while she was bathing I would go nuts. He was only 4 though. My mind would go crazy with scenario's and I would lie awake at night with these images in my head. So it seems now as some sort of overcompensation I turn off a part of my brain when in a certain situation, to prevent that sort of extreme reaction, which has sort of worked for the past couple of years.
However, about a month or so ago I was asked out for the first time, on a date. The guy, although I hadn't known him very long was a very good friend of mine. I turned him down, as I'm not allowed to date due to my age and my studies. But I wasn't interested anyway, I only saw him as a friend. But since then everything has gotten worse. To me...it's hard to explain. Basically, I view all guys as sex addicts. If someone shows interest, part of me sees that as them simply wanting to violate and defile me for their satisfaction. I feel disgust when anyone talks about finding someone attractive, because to me, that's akin to saying "I want to be naked and have sex with that person and do disgusting things with them". Because that's what it'll lead to, right? I'm 16, and I have no interest in sex, or guys, or dating.
So yeah, since being asked out caused all this to get worse. I normally hate physical touch (I refuse to touch my parents, siblings or friends, with a few exceptions. But ESPECIALLY not my parents), but I'm freaking out about it even more. The guy who asked me out was very touchy-feely even when I asked him to stop, several times. I told him I don't like it, and he replied I'd "get used to it". I've never come so close to killing someone before.
I don't really have recurring nightmares of anything. I rarely dream, but when I do it's usually a nightmare. But my worst dreams involve me being raped, witnessing a rape, and being sexually abused. Those messed me up for days afterwards.
So, I think that's it. I don't know whats wrong with me, if I have PTSD or something similar. Or if I'm just being silly. But I've never written all this down before, I think that's helped in itself.
If anyone has any advice, or input, it'd be greatly appreciated. :)
Thanks for reading,
Delta.