sunflowerchild
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I have had a thoroughly messed up life. I have been severely abused and traumatized up to age 16. I am now 22 years old. I suffered serious depression and suicidal tendencies for most of my life. I also was diagnosed with bipolar disorder, post traumatic stress disorder, and dissociation. All of these things were seriously affecting me between the ages of 16 and 19. I literally thought I was insane...and the only person that all of this was unleashed onto was my boyfriend at the time. Other than that I would be able to hold myself together in everyone else's presence for the most part...and have my other episodes in private. I was never perfect...just worse alone or with my boyfriend. The direction I am going with this post is that I am worried I am delusional or psychotic at times. I am really confused. For the past two years my PTSD had improved tremendously, I am no longer depressed or suicidal, and my mood swings are rarely existent. I have issues here and there...and I think the dissociation is still a problem. I had a very serious episode this week though...and I only ever had one like it in the past....
First episode of this sort: 16 years old:
My dad came into my room and yelled at me to get off the phone for dinner. He grabbed my wrist and continued to yell. This was all that happened...and then he left. I went crazy. I truly thought he was going to kill me. I feared for my life. I was screaming and trying to run out of the house but my mom and brother put me in my room and told me to calm down. I kicked a hole in my screen and jumped out my window. I then ran through the street bare feet and frantic. My family got in the car to look for me...I hid in a bush and waited for them to pass. I then ran to a complete strangers house and banged like a lunatic on their door. I screamed for help like I was being murdered. A middle aged couple opened there door and I told them my dad was going to kill me or beat me up. They called the police. I filed a police report and was brought home. My parents pretty much told them I was crazy. I thought for almost a year later that I truly was in danger that night...then I eventually realized that it was related to my PTSD. Grabbing my wrist is a trigger from when I was assaulted. I couldn't distinguish in that event with my dad that I truly wasn't going to be killed. This episode lasted for hours. I never had another one of these episodes until recently....
Second episode: 22 years old:
I've been with my current boyfriend for two years now and what we share together is a true blessing. We both have mental health issues...but we really support one and other.Well this week just wasn't our week to put it lightly...we started fighting Friday morning and I went into the bathroom to get away from him. He was having a breakdown and he came into the bathroom and continued the fight. He was really angry and got up in my face to scream...but amid the hysteria we both wound up clashing heads...it really was an accident. afterward he left the room to cool off. It wasn't a pretty fight...but we had been pushing each other's buttons all day. He then left for work...but I was having a severe panic attack in the bathroom. I couldn't calm down. I looked in the mirror and saw I had a black eye. I lost it. I called his father and told him that his son had beat me up and almost killed me. I called my parents and told them the same. They brought me to the ER and the police were called. I told them that I was scared for both of our lives and truly thought I was lucky to be alive. I was in this state for days where I truly thought I had almost died. When I finally calmed down I realized this isn't what happened. I know that screaming and yelling can be a trigger for my PTSD. I luckily didn't press charges on my boyfriend. He didn't even know I had hurt my eye and felt terrible. My whole family thinks that I was almost killed now and that he went psychotic and threatened my life. I tried to explain to them that it was my PTSD and brought up the other episode with my dad...only they seem to think I am in denial and have been abused and battered all along. I don't really know how to fix this. I would rather not have my family worried sick in fear when I am with my boyfriend. My boyfriend takes on his part of the responsibility...he knows he scared me and never meant to hurt me. I love my boyfriend more than anything...this week really was a slip for us. We both have a lot of issues...but we work so hard together and for each other...he has helped me more than anyone. He immediately went back to therapy following all of this because he felt so bad.
Other than these two episodes I can't recall any other "delusions" ...if that's even what they are. I am scared. I really felt in these situations that I was going to be killed. Am I crazy? My PTSD is from life threatening assaults and such. I am just really surprised because I really have been functioning so much better these past two years...and many years have passed between the first and second episode. I could see where the first episode came into play given that time in my life...I was having severe flashbacks. Things have been so much calmer now though. How do I trust myself. I don't want to get someone in serious trouble when they weren't going to kill me! I mean I can't even convince my family that my boyfriend is okay now...they don't get it. I know things escalated too much but it wasn't life threatening.
First episode of this sort: 16 years old:
My dad came into my room and yelled at me to get off the phone for dinner. He grabbed my wrist and continued to yell. This was all that happened...and then he left. I went crazy. I truly thought he was going to kill me. I feared for my life. I was screaming and trying to run out of the house but my mom and brother put me in my room and told me to calm down. I kicked a hole in my screen and jumped out my window. I then ran through the street bare feet and frantic. My family got in the car to look for me...I hid in a bush and waited for them to pass. I then ran to a complete strangers house and banged like a lunatic on their door. I screamed for help like I was being murdered. A middle aged couple opened there door and I told them my dad was going to kill me or beat me up. They called the police. I filed a police report and was brought home. My parents pretty much told them I was crazy. I thought for almost a year later that I truly was in danger that night...then I eventually realized that it was related to my PTSD. Grabbing my wrist is a trigger from when I was assaulted. I couldn't distinguish in that event with my dad that I truly wasn't going to be killed. This episode lasted for hours. I never had another one of these episodes until recently....
Second episode: 22 years old:
I've been with my current boyfriend for two years now and what we share together is a true blessing. We both have mental health issues...but we really support one and other.Well this week just wasn't our week to put it lightly...we started fighting Friday morning and I went into the bathroom to get away from him. He was having a breakdown and he came into the bathroom and continued the fight. He was really angry and got up in my face to scream...but amid the hysteria we both wound up clashing heads...it really was an accident. afterward he left the room to cool off. It wasn't a pretty fight...but we had been pushing each other's buttons all day. He then left for work...but I was having a severe panic attack in the bathroom. I couldn't calm down. I looked in the mirror and saw I had a black eye. I lost it. I called his father and told him that his son had beat me up and almost killed me. I called my parents and told them the same. They brought me to the ER and the police were called. I told them that I was scared for both of our lives and truly thought I was lucky to be alive. I was in this state for days where I truly thought I had almost died. When I finally calmed down I realized this isn't what happened. I know that screaming and yelling can be a trigger for my PTSD. I luckily didn't press charges on my boyfriend. He didn't even know I had hurt my eye and felt terrible. My whole family thinks that I was almost killed now and that he went psychotic and threatened my life. I tried to explain to them that it was my PTSD and brought up the other episode with my dad...only they seem to think I am in denial and have been abused and battered all along. I don't really know how to fix this. I would rather not have my family worried sick in fear when I am with my boyfriend. My boyfriend takes on his part of the responsibility...he knows he scared me and never meant to hurt me. I love my boyfriend more than anything...this week really was a slip for us. We both have a lot of issues...but we work so hard together and for each other...he has helped me more than anyone. He immediately went back to therapy following all of this because he felt so bad.
Other than these two episodes I can't recall any other "delusions" ...if that's even what they are. I am scared. I really felt in these situations that I was going to be killed. Am I crazy? My PTSD is from life threatening assaults and such. I am just really surprised because I really have been functioning so much better these past two years...and many years have passed between the first and second episode. I could see where the first episode came into play given that time in my life...I was having severe flashbacks. Things have been so much calmer now though. How do I trust myself. I don't want to get someone in serious trouble when they weren't going to kill me! I mean I can't even convince my family that my boyfriend is okay now...they don't get it. I know things escalated too much but it wasn't life threatening.