I cry every day too. I feel like civilization is based on cruelty. Society is a system that rewards abuse of power and greed. Most days I feel like a failure. And then I remember that the voice that says I’m a failure is the voice of the sexual abusers saying, “Clean this mess up.” It’s so hard. I wish I could allow someone to care for me but I’m terrified of the trap so I find people who either pretend to care or can’t because of their own mental issues. It’s only safe if I’m in control and doing the care. But I can see it now and I’m sober so I’m trying very hard to change my patterns, to reject the negative voice and choose presence. It’s so f*cking hard and I get frozen a lot. Just wanted to say that you’re not alone. I like how you described looking at the stars and smelling the rain. That resonates with me. I’m in a kind of breakdown/breakthrough right now.
I am so sorry you went through that and that you are struggling with PTSD.
I don't feel safe. Even fireworks are making me feel unsafe, but those have a sensory shock with the loud noises.
I undersrand the frozen feeling, it was my go-to 'freeze' response.
But before I had energy, now I feel I waist my days. I am so tired. I wake at 2am and then struggle to sleep until 8am. Then I pass out until 1pm. I want a productive day, but even the little things take so long. I just want to sit under a blanket and talk to someone - anyone.
I start a new job soon. I am scared of everything to do with lack of motivation, to dealing with conflict to 'not being good enough' - it all aligns with my experience of my ex, I know. I have that insight.
I have the insight to work on just starting something. Or just doing a little bit. But, I could have everything done in a couple of days before, now, I just want to sit under a blanket and talk to someone.
I have a family, but they can't hear me. I have a bff who talks to me but she can't hear me. Its that I don't want to burden them and I don't want them to see me hurting. And, that I renumerate over the situation because it is so unjust. That it's not fair on them that I repeat myself.
I need therapy with someone who can handle the circling and get me back to motivation. I desperately need to unstick / unfreeze and see some kind of forward momentum. 15 years is a long time to have lived in an alternative reality designed by my ex.
Why is it so hard? I'm not completely stupid, I don't believe I am completely stupid, but I feel others think I should be better than I am or less stupid. So I feel stupid. That's another gift of my ex right there. See the problem? I am in circling hell. And, stalling / frozen. I can see it, I can unpack it, I can't fix it yet.
Why can't you allow people to care for you?
I desperately want someone to just hold me while I cry. He never held me, so I am a little awkward, but to have someone genuine hold me while I sob, would mean the world. I miss my parents hugging me I guess. He never hugged me unless for a photo. He didn't kiss me. No affection for 11 years, gaslighting for 15 years. I cried when my bff died of a brain tumour, he'd tell people to just leave me alone and then shame me saying 'I should see myself' - one of his favorite phrases if I complained, raised the abuse or cried.
I've gone on. Sorry.