I suppose the title says it all.
I've had PTSD for a long time now and I've been in therapy for a couple of months now. It's bringing it all to the surface. I've coming to terms with the fact that someone I considered my best friend abused me mentally for years, conditioning me, brainwashing me and making me feel lower than a dog, nothing but a servant to cater to her every whim, a nothing, an 'it' who wasn't allowed thoughts and feelings and opinions and ideas and if I dared to have any of those, they were wrong, stupid, invalid, pointless. My therapist is absolutely amazing, from the first session I felt like he truly cares and he made me feel so safe and I trust him with all of these painful details.
But something inside feels like it's breaking. I don't want to eat, what I do eat makes me feel sick. I don't want to wash, I don't want to get out of bed. I can't sleep easily and when I do it's plagued by nightmares or weird dreams and I wake up feeling exhausted. I'm currently on a couple of weeks holiday from work because I just feel like I can't cope any more. Yesterday I had a flashback and dissociative episode and cut myself worse than I ever have before, it wasn't deep enough to warrant the hospital. All I can think about it killing myself. I've made plans about how I would do it and that is all I can think about. My therapist would be able to give my appointments away to someone else, my partner would be free from the burden of living with me and I would be free from feeling like this every day.
I feel like her abuse took everything of who I was and I have no idea who or what I am any more.
I've had PTSD for a long time now and I've been in therapy for a couple of months now. It's bringing it all to the surface. I've coming to terms with the fact that someone I considered my best friend abused me mentally for years, conditioning me, brainwashing me and making me feel lower than a dog, nothing but a servant to cater to her every whim, a nothing, an 'it' who wasn't allowed thoughts and feelings and opinions and ideas and if I dared to have any of those, they were wrong, stupid, invalid, pointless. My therapist is absolutely amazing, from the first session I felt like he truly cares and he made me feel so safe and I trust him with all of these painful details.
But something inside feels like it's breaking. I don't want to eat, what I do eat makes me feel sick. I don't want to wash, I don't want to get out of bed. I can't sleep easily and when I do it's plagued by nightmares or weird dreams and I wake up feeling exhausted. I'm currently on a couple of weeks holiday from work because I just feel like I can't cope any more. Yesterday I had a flashback and dissociative episode and cut myself worse than I ever have before, it wasn't deep enough to warrant the hospital. All I can think about it killing myself. I've made plans about how I would do it and that is all I can think about. My therapist would be able to give my appointments away to someone else, my partner would be free from the burden of living with me and I would be free from feeling like this every day.
I feel like her abuse took everything of who I was and I have no idea who or what I am any more.