LhasaLover
Silver Member
Hi,
I had the weirdest experience in therapy and experiencing Anxiety attacks this week. Partially I thought my father was angry at me and have had a difficult time living with him. Secondly, my brother, who lied and has attacked me verbally and physically helped my mother have me sent to jail under false pretenses.
Having never been in trouble my entire life and attacked physically by everyone in the family, I was a complete wreck and tried to choke myself to death in jail when held overnight (my mother changed her mind and tried to bail me out but had no money to do so). My mother had been drinking and taking pills, fallling, breaking bones and then reporting that I was an abuser behind my back. That was two years ago. My life was put on hold as my mother and brother, not wanting to perjure themselves never planned on going to trial but my brother lied and told the prosecution he would drag my mother there if necessary... Well a year of my life was spent going back and forth to hearings until the case was dismissed. In the meantime, my brother moved to be with his wealthy new girlfriend in Los Angeles and, took my entire life savings which I had invested in my mother's house (I was her caretaker and primary supporter paying all the bills for over a decade) and had my mother resettle in LA. Since then in a short conversation he told me he was having a child and wanted me to be in their lives.
In the same breath my brother told me it was "my choice" to go through what they put me through as I struggle to build the very foundation of my life. I left the home I supported and my mother who I seen through many illnesses with two suitcases and my dog (my little lifesaver).
What shocked me was I had an entire flashback to being back in jail after talking about my brother in therapy. My father is going to visit him this week, I suspect the baby is born and I am so deeply hurt, just heartbroken. I know these people will always be who they are, but mourning the loss of my family is painful.
The therapist pointed out that the jail experience has trigged memories from my childhood. This puzzled me as well. How deep does this PTSD go? Will I ever master my emotions better? I allow myself to feel my feelings... but I honestly didn't realize that I was thinking back to the past... until I mentioned how my mother challenged me to shoplfiting quickly which I was in 4th grade.
I have noticed that I am hypervigilant lately and am wondering if that is a symptom or a cause that triggers flashbacks. On a different thought, do I just have to experience flashbacks until I finally am distanced and desensitized to them?
I have not been in touch with my brother or mother (with the exception of one short phone call with my brother), yet with his baby arriving and the family meeting up (me, noticably absent), I find myself even dreaming about loss.
For now, I will just have to work through it, but any insights or suggestions are appreciated. I have a lot to do and cannot afford to dissociate right now. There is a lot of stress on me to bring in money and I find myself hyperalert on pins and needles.... This has been a battle, PTSD and pulling my life together. Perhaps I need to shift my thoughts to more positive ones.
Thanks & be well,
LL
I had the weirdest experience in therapy and experiencing Anxiety attacks this week. Partially I thought my father was angry at me and have had a difficult time living with him. Secondly, my brother, who lied and has attacked me verbally and physically helped my mother have me sent to jail under false pretenses.
Having never been in trouble my entire life and attacked physically by everyone in the family, I was a complete wreck and tried to choke myself to death in jail when held overnight (my mother changed her mind and tried to bail me out but had no money to do so). My mother had been drinking and taking pills, fallling, breaking bones and then reporting that I was an abuser behind my back. That was two years ago. My life was put on hold as my mother and brother, not wanting to perjure themselves never planned on going to trial but my brother lied and told the prosecution he would drag my mother there if necessary... Well a year of my life was spent going back and forth to hearings until the case was dismissed. In the meantime, my brother moved to be with his wealthy new girlfriend in Los Angeles and, took my entire life savings which I had invested in my mother's house (I was her caretaker and primary supporter paying all the bills for over a decade) and had my mother resettle in LA. Since then in a short conversation he told me he was having a child and wanted me to be in their lives.
In the same breath my brother told me it was "my choice" to go through what they put me through as I struggle to build the very foundation of my life. I left the home I supported and my mother who I seen through many illnesses with two suitcases and my dog (my little lifesaver).
What shocked me was I had an entire flashback to being back in jail after talking about my brother in therapy. My father is going to visit him this week, I suspect the baby is born and I am so deeply hurt, just heartbroken. I know these people will always be who they are, but mourning the loss of my family is painful.
The therapist pointed out that the jail experience has trigged memories from my childhood. This puzzled me as well. How deep does this PTSD go? Will I ever master my emotions better? I allow myself to feel my feelings... but I honestly didn't realize that I was thinking back to the past... until I mentioned how my mother challenged me to shoplfiting quickly which I was in 4th grade.
I have noticed that I am hypervigilant lately and am wondering if that is a symptom or a cause that triggers flashbacks. On a different thought, do I just have to experience flashbacks until I finally am distanced and desensitized to them?
I have not been in touch with my brother or mother (with the exception of one short phone call with my brother), yet with his baby arriving and the family meeting up (me, noticably absent), I find myself even dreaming about loss.
For now, I will just have to work through it, but any insights or suggestions are appreciated. I have a lot to do and cannot afford to dissociate right now. There is a lot of stress on me to bring in money and I find myself hyperalert on pins and needles.... This has been a battle, PTSD and pulling my life together. Perhaps I need to shift my thoughts to more positive ones.
Thanks & be well,
LL