CrazyHorse
Gold Member
It seems as though my cognitive reason and emotions are fighting against each other.
I know it is fruitless to compare trauma, but I feel so pathetic and guilty for having developed PTSD over so 'little'.
Ever since I was badly triggerd about a month ago, I feel like I am beginning to adapt the negative 'victim blaming' mindset from my surroundings that I have fought so hard against. For example that my rape was not a 'real rape' because I was not attacked in a violent sense, I was not threatend, he was not a stranger, I did not have a gun to my head, I was not brusied, I was not crying, I was not fighting!
I was sleeping and was so intoxicated that someone could have removed my leg without me reacting. I was helpless.
It is not my intention to offend anyone when I say this, I just really need to get it out: I find myself whishing that my rape had been violent. It makes me feel ashamed, but maybe I would have been taken more seriously, and even worse, I am beginning not to take my self seriously.
I feel pathetic. I feel pathetic for suffering so much from PTSD when I was not 'psycially hurt'. It spirals out of control; the more pathetic I feel, the stronger the urge to self harm gets, which again envokes the feeling of being pathetic. I feel like a waste of space, like I must have some character weakness because I have developed PTSD over such a minor thing, or maybe I am just faking the whole PTSD thing for attention. I do know it is not true, but the feelings and the negative self talk are slowly taking me over it seems. I feel afraid. I feel pathetic, I feel stupid and ashamed that I just can't get over it and move on with my life.
Thank you for 'listning'.
I know it is fruitless to compare trauma, but I feel so pathetic and guilty for having developed PTSD over so 'little'.
Ever since I was badly triggerd about a month ago, I feel like I am beginning to adapt the negative 'victim blaming' mindset from my surroundings that I have fought so hard against. For example that my rape was not a 'real rape' because I was not attacked in a violent sense, I was not threatend, he was not a stranger, I did not have a gun to my head, I was not brusied, I was not crying, I was not fighting!
I was sleeping and was so intoxicated that someone could have removed my leg without me reacting. I was helpless.
It is not my intention to offend anyone when I say this, I just really need to get it out: I find myself whishing that my rape had been violent. It makes me feel ashamed, but maybe I would have been taken more seriously, and even worse, I am beginning not to take my self seriously.
I feel pathetic. I feel pathetic for suffering so much from PTSD when I was not 'psycially hurt'. It spirals out of control; the more pathetic I feel, the stronger the urge to self harm gets, which again envokes the feeling of being pathetic. I feel like a waste of space, like I must have some character weakness because I have developed PTSD over such a minor thing, or maybe I am just faking the whole PTSD thing for attention. I do know it is not true, but the feelings and the negative self talk are slowly taking me over it seems. I feel afraid. I feel pathetic, I feel stupid and ashamed that I just can't get over it and move on with my life.
Thank you for 'listning'.