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I'm really sorry for this thread but I don't know where else to discuss this. Basically I was traumatised by overhearing a creepy scary man having conceptual sex with an 18 year old girl who I thought seemed normal at first. I heard his loud shrieks like an animal. After that I feel like I developed PTSD symptoms and I even looked up how to get over being sexually assaulted because I knew i wasn't sexually abused and obviously that would have been way way worse that I can't even imagine! But I just felt like the symptoms I was experiencing would somehow fit that and it when I read symptoms of being sexually abused it did fit almost exactly. I feel ashamed that I felt that way when people have actually been sexually assaulted and i hadn't. I know a lot of people who see it as trivial and that is the reaction I have gotten from a lot of people. But the way I felt was real.
It happened when I was living with my boyfriend in this horrible shared accommodation in the city where anyone could move in at any time as it was run by this dodgy agency on a first come first serve basis. It was kind of like a step up from living in the streets or a dodgy squat or something. It was a flat share and the whole place was pretty horrible with stairs and lift in the main building smelling of human toilet. But the worst was certain people one of whom was this man. He never did anything to anyone except he would randomly shout at people ordering them about for no reason other than to prove he was invincible apparently and whenever he spoke about anything he would shout. He was just really weird, creepy and scared me. I got a bad feeling whenever he was around and it would send shivers down my spine one time when I accidentally looked him in the eye. I was living there because I had to move out my place (which was of course a lot nicer) and then the place I was meant to be moving in to I found out I had been messed around I couldn't move on on moving day by which time I'd left the old place and had nowhere to go. So I ended up moving in with my boyfriend and being in denial about how horrible it was. If I wasn't with him I never would have wanted to set foot in that place but I was so crazy in love with him that I convinced myself that everything he thought was okay, was okay. Even though I knew it wasn't. I just wanted to go along with whatever he wanted. He didn't have to be living there either as the rent was the same as lots of nice normal house shares but I think he was in denial and had low esteem about being rejected by the normal housemates on house viewings. So after I overheard the man having sex and was traumatised I suddenly realised how bad it all was. My boyfriend was also affected by what he heard and hated it also didn't suffer trauma like I did and he also agreed it was bad and finally said he definitely wanted to move out as he hated it too. Then I was desperately spending all my free time looking for somewhere to move out. i was looking for just me and places for both of us. He however wouldn't look and kept making excuses. That just made it worse for me as I just wanted to save us both and just get out. He also kept talking about things to do with the man and kept giving me new information. I kept asking him to stop but he wouldn't and said he couldn't help it. My boyfriend was also an alcoholic at the time and one time he left me locked out when I came back from work so I had to get the night bus back to the office and sleep there. It was totally my fault for moving in there in the first place but once my boyfriend knew I was being traumatised he did nothing to help me and kept making it worse. Also, looking back I should have moved into a youth hostel temporarily but my state of mind was so messed up that I was scared that something similar or worse would happen at the hostel and also my boyfriend didn't want to move to a hotel so I took that as more evidence that something worse might happen. Now I realise that I was being irrational because of the trauma and the hostel would have been better for me. But at the time I felt that wasn't an option. Anyway, since we moved finally both out. him after many months of denial etc. which made it harder for me to get over it even once I'd moved out. It took a couple of months for me to move out too as it is a big city and difficult to find somewhere normal as they have to choose you as a housemate. So since moving out of there I had been going back and forth in mind trying not to associate my boyfriend with the trauma and trying to think he didn't do anything wrong. But I kept harbouring resentment towards him and getting very hyper vigilant around him and anxious as I was scared something bad would happen and he would just make it worse. Hardly anyone I've spoken to seems to understand though. As everyone thinks what I was traumatised by was trivial. It had such an effect on me. It even lead a couple of people to believe that I was abusing him to try and control him to move out and then overreacting and blaming him for a part in it. Obviously I mainly blamed myself for being so stupid not have any boundaries and move in there in the first place etc. But it did make me lose my trust for him after he made it go on for longer and made it worse when he knew I was being traumatised. I don't know how to think honestly I keep going back and forth in my mind and no one understands it.
It happened when I was living with my boyfriend in this horrible shared accommodation in the city where anyone could move in at any time as it was run by this dodgy agency on a first come first serve basis. It was kind of like a step up from living in the streets or a dodgy squat or something. It was a flat share and the whole place was pretty horrible with stairs and lift in the main building smelling of human toilet. But the worst was certain people one of whom was this man. He never did anything to anyone except he would randomly shout at people ordering them about for no reason other than to prove he was invincible apparently and whenever he spoke about anything he would shout. He was just really weird, creepy and scared me. I got a bad feeling whenever he was around and it would send shivers down my spine one time when I accidentally looked him in the eye. I was living there because I had to move out my place (which was of course a lot nicer) and then the place I was meant to be moving in to I found out I had been messed around I couldn't move on on moving day by which time I'd left the old place and had nowhere to go. So I ended up moving in with my boyfriend and being in denial about how horrible it was. If I wasn't with him I never would have wanted to set foot in that place but I was so crazy in love with him that I convinced myself that everything he thought was okay, was okay. Even though I knew it wasn't. I just wanted to go along with whatever he wanted. He didn't have to be living there either as the rent was the same as lots of nice normal house shares but I think he was in denial and had low esteem about being rejected by the normal housemates on house viewings. So after I overheard the man having sex and was traumatised I suddenly realised how bad it all was. My boyfriend was also affected by what he heard and hated it also didn't suffer trauma like I did and he also agreed it was bad and finally said he definitely wanted to move out as he hated it too. Then I was desperately spending all my free time looking for somewhere to move out. i was looking for just me and places for both of us. He however wouldn't look and kept making excuses. That just made it worse for me as I just wanted to save us both and just get out. He also kept talking about things to do with the man and kept giving me new information. I kept asking him to stop but he wouldn't and said he couldn't help it. My boyfriend was also an alcoholic at the time and one time he left me locked out when I came back from work so I had to get the night bus back to the office and sleep there. It was totally my fault for moving in there in the first place but once my boyfriend knew I was being traumatised he did nothing to help me and kept making it worse. Also, looking back I should have moved into a youth hostel temporarily but my state of mind was so messed up that I was scared that something similar or worse would happen at the hostel and also my boyfriend didn't want to move to a hotel so I took that as more evidence that something worse might happen. Now I realise that I was being irrational because of the trauma and the hostel would have been better for me. But at the time I felt that wasn't an option. Anyway, since we moved finally both out. him after many months of denial etc. which made it harder for me to get over it even once I'd moved out. It took a couple of months for me to move out too as it is a big city and difficult to find somewhere normal as they have to choose you as a housemate. So since moving out of there I had been going back and forth in mind trying not to associate my boyfriend with the trauma and trying to think he didn't do anything wrong. But I kept harbouring resentment towards him and getting very hyper vigilant around him and anxious as I was scared something bad would happen and he would just make it worse. Hardly anyone I've spoken to seems to understand though. As everyone thinks what I was traumatised by was trivial. It had such an effect on me. It even lead a couple of people to believe that I was abusing him to try and control him to move out and then overreacting and blaming him for a part in it. Obviously I mainly blamed myself for being so stupid not have any boundaries and move in there in the first place etc. But it did make me lose my trust for him after he made it go on for longer and made it worse when he knew I was being traumatised. I don't know how to think honestly I keep going back and forth in my mind and no one understands it.