So B has talked to me on Skype a few times, texted me a few times and sent some books for me to read whilst I am sick. So he listened to what I said. I thought about what Anthony had said about honesty to me in another thread, so I took a risk. I, however, didn't dump my abandonment and attachment issues on B, I kept them contained despite being sick and unable to visit my psychriatrist, which I am pleased and proud about. I can keep the PTSD stuff in my own camp and still negotiate for what is important for me. This is a big step for me. Usually I withdraw or say too much. Even though I felt like withdrawing, I acknowledged this emotional pull to myself and calmed down enough to think it through and say something in a reasonable and timely fashion.
I guess being human and having PTSD I will make mistakes, but if I own it or make amends it is not like being at home with my family where I would be forever punished, flattened and pulverised. Out here in the real world - things can be tended to in a way which is not with such terrifying consequences.
I can talk about my needs, knowing that a fair whack of them I need to meet, myself, but not cut myself off so I don't exclude myself from the good stuff and rob my self of the needs that other people can meet like contact, companionship, connection and humour.