SwordsPandaGirl
Silver Member
I'm sorry if this is posted in the wrong place but I wasn't sure where to post and I felt this was the most appropriate place.
Please help me. I have this friend who I was starting to open up to about my abuse and I was feeling amazing as I had someone I could go to when things were getting bad. They were my support system and It was such a great feeling. Anyway, they told me I could tell them anything and urged me to talk about my abuse as much or as little as I wanted. I don't usually talk about it and I've never been good with sharing. In fact this is the fist post I've made on the forum (apart from introduction) as I'm not good at talking about myself and my thoughts/feelings. However today I had a flashback, I've had this one before but this time it was more detailed and I was shaken up by it. I started talking to my friend about it and she told me to tell her details about it and even asked questions to try and help me open up more. So I did. For the very first time ever I shared details about my abuse, I told her his relationship to me and how devastating it was. I shared the start of the memory and a detail (which I consider to be small, compared to the rest of the memory) but took a lot for me to say. She then told me that she was sorry and that she couldn't take it at the moment and can't take the details.
This really crushed me. I've never opened up to anyone like that before and its tore me to pieces. I don't blame her as I know it must be difficult having never experienced anything like that and having to hear such information. My worry is that ill lose her as a friend. I'm concerned to tell others, for this reaction and that I'll forever have to live through this alone as no one will be able to handle the abuse I've lived through. It took a lot for me to tell her in the first place, I don't think I can go through the pain again. I can't stop crying and I feel completely out of control with my life at the moment. I don't know who to turn to or what to do and feel like there is no one here, like I have to relive all this trauma again and again, like going through it the first time wasn't enough. Only this time its worse because I can't run and hide or dissociate whist its taking place. I have to live through the flashbacks out of my own free will and it's not fair! This is going to sound crazy but whilst the abuse was occurring (it was my uncle that abused me) he was the only person that would listen to me and stuff and its sending me mixed signals because at least he talked to me? as much as I hated the abuse (happened for 11 years) and although I was too young to understand what was happening, he was the only one out of my family that would talk to me and give me attention. Now, I have no one. I don't wish for the abuse to be occurring again, that was a painful part of my life that I don't want to go through again but the point I'm making is that I had him (even if it was in a screwed up way), where as now I have nothing. I feel so isolated from my family and alone all the time. When I opened up to the only person I felt I could, they shut me out and now I feel worse than I have for a while.
Please can someone help me, or relate? I'm sorry for venting so much but as I write this I'm literally shaking and in tears and don't know what to do or where else to turn to. I can't go through this alone :'(
Please help me. I have this friend who I was starting to open up to about my abuse and I was feeling amazing as I had someone I could go to when things were getting bad. They were my support system and It was such a great feeling. Anyway, they told me I could tell them anything and urged me to talk about my abuse as much or as little as I wanted. I don't usually talk about it and I've never been good with sharing. In fact this is the fist post I've made on the forum (apart from introduction) as I'm not good at talking about myself and my thoughts/feelings. However today I had a flashback, I've had this one before but this time it was more detailed and I was shaken up by it. I started talking to my friend about it and she told me to tell her details about it and even asked questions to try and help me open up more. So I did. For the very first time ever I shared details about my abuse, I told her his relationship to me and how devastating it was. I shared the start of the memory and a detail (which I consider to be small, compared to the rest of the memory) but took a lot for me to say. She then told me that she was sorry and that she couldn't take it at the moment and can't take the details.
This really crushed me. I've never opened up to anyone like that before and its tore me to pieces. I don't blame her as I know it must be difficult having never experienced anything like that and having to hear such information. My worry is that ill lose her as a friend. I'm concerned to tell others, for this reaction and that I'll forever have to live through this alone as no one will be able to handle the abuse I've lived through. It took a lot for me to tell her in the first place, I don't think I can go through the pain again. I can't stop crying and I feel completely out of control with my life at the moment. I don't know who to turn to or what to do and feel like there is no one here, like I have to relive all this trauma again and again, like going through it the first time wasn't enough. Only this time its worse because I can't run and hide or dissociate whist its taking place. I have to live through the flashbacks out of my own free will and it's not fair! This is going to sound crazy but whilst the abuse was occurring (it was my uncle that abused me) he was the only person that would listen to me and stuff and its sending me mixed signals because at least he talked to me? as much as I hated the abuse (happened for 11 years) and although I was too young to understand what was happening, he was the only one out of my family that would talk to me and give me attention. Now, I have no one. I don't wish for the abuse to be occurring again, that was a painful part of my life that I don't want to go through again but the point I'm making is that I had him (even if it was in a screwed up way), where as now I have nothing. I feel so isolated from my family and alone all the time. When I opened up to the only person I felt I could, they shut me out and now I feel worse than I have for a while.
Please can someone help me, or relate? I'm sorry for venting so much but as I write this I'm literally shaking and in tears and don't know what to do or where else to turn to. I can't go through this alone :'(