I don't know where to put this as I have 2 topics from yesterday that I wanted to address but I didn't want to separate them as they're both leading to feelings of invalidation. So staff please feel free to move this if not in correct area and I apologise in advance.
Yesterday I went to see a psych doctor in the local community mental health service. It's my 3rd tiime meeting with him/his team and it seems each and every time I leave feeling unheard and as though they think I'm just coming looking for attention. The previous time I met with them, I self-harmed after seeing them. The 1st time I got really low afterward and wanted to do something drastic. Anyway, the thing that really got me yesterday is that he basically told me that you cannot get ptsd from something that happened over a long timeframe, that it's a once off trauma and that's what the dsm says, but he'd send me for a psychological assessment anyway which may take months. He then told me I'm obviously an intelligent and capable young woman and that this would just pass very very soon.
I have been attending my therapist for 9months almost now who encouraged me to seek a formal diagnosis as she isn't qualified to diagnose though she believed I have ptsd. Don't get me wrong, I would rather not have ptsd at all. But I know in myself this is not some mild depression or anything. And I'd like a correct diagnosis so that I can get the correct treatment if that makes sense. I have been having constant flashbacks, nightmares, recovering new memories etc for months now. It's not just going away by itself. And for him to tell me it will just disappear as easy as it started, to go of for yet another month's time until he can slot me in again, and continue what I'm doing already (which hasn't helped, even in my T's opinion) is so invalidating. I'm not going there for the fun of it, for sympathy, or because I have nothing better to do. I'm going there because I need help. I'm on meds the last 7months also but nothing helps. The only thing that has ever grounded me was selfharming!
The other point is that I finally told my longterm partner about a lot of my past childhood sexual abuse etc last night. He'd known about most of the physical stuff. But I had begun feeling so guilty keeping all the rest from him. Last Friday I felt it was the right time to tell him some of it. But then, for whatever reason it just wasn't the appropriate time for both of us to get into something that big. Since then he'd asked a few times for me to try telling him some of it. Then last night he caught me trying to cut and he pleaded with me to tell him. So I let him in. But now I feel worse. It's not that his reaction to what I'd disclosed was inadequate or anything, more so his reaction to where I should go from here on with it. And now I just feel like I've ruined one of the good things in my life - my best relationship ever. He also did the one thing I asked him not to (he's a social worker and likes to be the fixer of all problems) - he gave lots of unwanted advice and opinion. He also got mad at my father, saying he wanted to kill him, that he wanted to go to my brother's cemetery and knock his headstone over. I had made him promise before that he wouldn't get annoyed with them, that it wouldn't help as I have never stooped to their level and don't wish to. I want to stay the hell away from them as I'm still afraid of any confrontation with them. I know he reacted this way because he loves me. But it was invalidating as he deterred from the true issue - how it's dominating my present life.
I just don't know what I'm doing with this or where it's headed. I feel awful having to go to therapy or for psych assessments where I'm scrutinized over and over while they rehash my past. Yet they haven't done anything to help my symptoms and seem dismissive of me. Now that I've told my partner a lot more I feel tonnes worse. I thought I may feel somewhat better but I feel so much worse now. I don't know can he ever look at me the same way. He must think I'm a horrible person for not telling him years ago. How will he want to be intimate with me again? I find it hard enough having to think about it during sex, now he will be too it adds serious pressure. How did other people feel when they told their significant others of their trauma, particularly those that still feel highly ashamed and guilty for it all?
Sorry this is so long. Thanks for reading
Yesterday I went to see a psych doctor in the local community mental health service. It's my 3rd tiime meeting with him/his team and it seems each and every time I leave feeling unheard and as though they think I'm just coming looking for attention. The previous time I met with them, I self-harmed after seeing them. The 1st time I got really low afterward and wanted to do something drastic. Anyway, the thing that really got me yesterday is that he basically told me that you cannot get ptsd from something that happened over a long timeframe, that it's a once off trauma and that's what the dsm says, but he'd send me for a psychological assessment anyway which may take months. He then told me I'm obviously an intelligent and capable young woman and that this would just pass very very soon.
I have been attending my therapist for 9months almost now who encouraged me to seek a formal diagnosis as she isn't qualified to diagnose though she believed I have ptsd. Don't get me wrong, I would rather not have ptsd at all. But I know in myself this is not some mild depression or anything. And I'd like a correct diagnosis so that I can get the correct treatment if that makes sense. I have been having constant flashbacks, nightmares, recovering new memories etc for months now. It's not just going away by itself. And for him to tell me it will just disappear as easy as it started, to go of for yet another month's time until he can slot me in again, and continue what I'm doing already (which hasn't helped, even in my T's opinion) is so invalidating. I'm not going there for the fun of it, for sympathy, or because I have nothing better to do. I'm going there because I need help. I'm on meds the last 7months also but nothing helps. The only thing that has ever grounded me was selfharming!
The other point is that I finally told my longterm partner about a lot of my past childhood sexual abuse etc last night. He'd known about most of the physical stuff. But I had begun feeling so guilty keeping all the rest from him. Last Friday I felt it was the right time to tell him some of it. But then, for whatever reason it just wasn't the appropriate time for both of us to get into something that big. Since then he'd asked a few times for me to try telling him some of it. Then last night he caught me trying to cut and he pleaded with me to tell him. So I let him in. But now I feel worse. It's not that his reaction to what I'd disclosed was inadequate or anything, more so his reaction to where I should go from here on with it. And now I just feel like I've ruined one of the good things in my life - my best relationship ever. He also did the one thing I asked him not to (he's a social worker and likes to be the fixer of all problems) - he gave lots of unwanted advice and opinion. He also got mad at my father, saying he wanted to kill him, that he wanted to go to my brother's cemetery and knock his headstone over. I had made him promise before that he wouldn't get annoyed with them, that it wouldn't help as I have never stooped to their level and don't wish to. I want to stay the hell away from them as I'm still afraid of any confrontation with them. I know he reacted this way because he loves me. But it was invalidating as he deterred from the true issue - how it's dominating my present life.
I just don't know what I'm doing with this or where it's headed. I feel awful having to go to therapy or for psych assessments where I'm scrutinized over and over while they rehash my past. Yet they haven't done anything to help my symptoms and seem dismissive of me. Now that I've told my partner a lot more I feel tonnes worse. I thought I may feel somewhat better but I feel so much worse now. I don't know can he ever look at me the same way. He must think I'm a horrible person for not telling him years ago. How will he want to be intimate with me again? I find it hard enough having to think about it during sex, now he will be too it adds serious pressure. How did other people feel when they told their significant others of their trauma, particularly those that still feel highly ashamed and guilty for it all?
Sorry this is so long. Thanks for reading
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