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:eek: Sandra! Mine wasn't that bad. I was force fed by evil grandmother, had my hair pulled and called a witch and generally bullied physically and psychologically. I felt like a was a ghost as far as my parents were concerned...like I didn't exist! But it wasn't as bad as yours.

((((Sandra))))
 
I'd rather be here than any other support Forum I've been a part of!:)

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My dad had profound words about me and my brothers' childhoods during these last few years as I filled him in on our real life, and what mother did & didn't do. He was busy pastoring, and working 2-3 jobs to provide. He assumed we were being cared for properly.Yes, he 'should' have been there more, but as parents no one knows anything about being a parent until we ARE a parent. I don't want him to carry guilt like I do! He doesn't, nor ever will know everything.

"You kids 'caught' more than your were 'taught'."

Very true, I think.
 
... I was force fed by evil grandmother...

A significant part of my childhood trauma came from routinely being brutally force fed while tied defenseless in a chair. Often times it was unpalatable foods etc. Often it included gagging, choking and swallowing my own vomit along with the forced food. Being force fed is something I almost never hear people mention and for most of my life believed I was the only person to live through this. CraftyCath, I'm sorry that you have to be my "co-experiencer".:cry: It breaks my heart to hear you minimize what you went through. Being force fed is an invasive assault the same as any other.:(
 
I'm SO sorry LawPhotos! What a horrible way to grow up. I hope you are able to eat normally? Eating issues are already such an issue with so many people.

I have a memory of my grandmother forcing me to eat mashed potatoes. For many years, anything with that kind of texture gagged me.

My son's ex-step dad forced him to eat a couple times. At that point, I was in his face about NEVER forcing my child to eat again.

I've seen so many people that make the family table a war zone. No wonder people have such stomach issues, like IBS.
 
I have huge issues with eating. I am locked in several vicious cycles around it. I almost always have nausea the minute something stresses me the least little bit. If I am in a hypervigilant state, triggered, anxious or going through a rougher period the nausea turns to daily gagging, retching attacks which became completely uncontrollable last year in that when they happen I can no longer contain them until I am in private. Now it has happened in front of family, friends, therapist and the general public. If things are bad it turns to vomiting. With this ever present nausea I don't eat enough, then when I try to "make" myself eat because I know I need to, I am triggered by the very idea of making myself eat.
The more trauma therapy I go through the worse this gets. If we talk about certain things, my T sort of discretely puts the trash can next to me--just lovely.

There are foods that I can't even really think about without being triggered, a texture that instantly pushes me over the brink and I can't tolerate one entire food group. But one of my worst triggers of all is the sound of a chair scraping on linoleum (triggered myself with the thought), as it's the sound I heard while physically, hysterically fighting my abuser while the rest of the "family" watched TV in the other room-----all the time.
 
I have huge issues with eating.

I wasn't force fed so I can't say I was traumatized by that. But, I can't imagine how much that must've hurt and still hurts on a daily basis. I can say that because I am traumatized by not being allowed to eat around people ("family or family friends") as a kid that I can no longer eat with people nowadays. I'm so afraid of someone singling me out or beating me (phobias never make sense I know) for overstepping my "boundaries" that I don't have the courage to eat in my dining hall in college. It's honestly something that makes me cry because I've only ever eaten in my dining hall less than ten times in three years and my father keeps on buying "weekly meals" even though I've asked him to stop. I just stock up on a lot of groceries because I feel a lot more comfortable eating alone in my room. Also I lose my appetite very easily since when I was younger I was only ever given meals twice a day or less. So I sometimes just eat one meal a day and stop eating for some days at a time. I think trauma, however small, surrounding daily tasks are the worst since the triggers for these memories are endless and almost omnipresent. Just makes it scarier.
 
I would rather be here than still with my ex!
I would rather be in here than close to my bio-family!
I would rather be here with my wrinkles and age than young and going through it again!:confused:
 
I'd rather be here, and not alone in my head...'without adult supervision'.

LOL, I truly just refuse to entirely 'grow up'! Somehow that just seems so somber and dull.
 
I'd rather be here than near any real people other than my hubby and children, of course.

I'd rather be here than in my head as it's really loud and i have an intolerance to noise.

I'd rather be here than on my own right now.
 
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