I've been diagnosed with PTSD yet my parents dismiss my symptoms as an act of attention seeking. They refuse to believe that I was raped and have called me a liar many times. As a result of this, I do the best that I can to act 'normal' when I'm at home. Whenever my flashbacks come, I leave the room and isolate myself (my hands shake uncontrollably before one so I know when they're coming). My parents ask me why I don't have flashbacks seeing as I supposedly have PTSD. But the thing is, I can never let them see one of my flashbacks because they'll just tell me to get my sh*t together. I'm still in school so I also have to act 'normal' when I'm there too.
I'm fed up with this.
I'm a self harmer. I can't seem to go a day without cutting myself. This scares me. My parents found out about this a few months ago and they told me to stop, told me that I'm acting crazy and told me to grow up.
I hate having to walk around with a smile on my face 24/7. I just feel tired ... so damn tired all the time.
I'm fed up with this.
I'm a self harmer. I can't seem to go a day without cutting myself. This scares me. My parents found out about this a few months ago and they told me to stop, told me that I'm acting crazy and told me to grow up.
I hate having to walk around with a smile on my face 24/7. I just feel tired ... so damn tired all the time.