featherless.wings
Bronze Member
Okay this is a bit long and I apologise. I have two different facets of my life that I think I was traumatised over, but I always skim over my childhood and focus on a very traumatic event that happened later in my life that I have very distinctive PTSD from. I guess what I can't seem to figure out, is could I have PTSD from my childhood?
My family (two siblings) moved around a lot, 4 times interstate and 13 different houses. We have no other family here, and my parents don't have any friends or acquaintances at all, not even coworkers or neighbours. I was homeschooled and no attempts were made to socialise me, so I never talked to anyone or had any friends. They religiously controlled all my music, books and TV. I wasn't allowed to leave the backyard, not even play in the street. Maybe twice a year we'd go on a family trip to the park. This went on until I was 16 and I fought my parents into letting me have a 'radius' around our house I was allowed to walk in. It was about 2 kms and I was only allowed out for an hour at a time, and if I was late back I'd get in terrible trouble. When I was 17/18 I started fighting my parents with all I had and the whole family broke apart, and this was very scarring.
Some asides:
My parents used physical punishment a bit and I truly feared going against their wishes. My dad once threatened to kill my pet rabbit during one of the times we were fighting (he has quite a temper).
My family is very religious, and straying from the religion will get me kicked out of the family. It's been challenging to pretend to be religious at times.
According to my parents, family is everything and saying anything bad about family to outsiders (ie my friends now that I'm going to University) is basically a cardinal sin.
I was never allowed to backchat in any shape or form, or express any anger.
Another important aside:
My mum hates not having friends and feels stuck in her life because divorce is religiously wrong. She used to cry on my shoulder on a regular basis about how she's stuck in this life. She was a stay at home mum all my childhood.
As an adult:
I feel irreparably screwed up from my childhood, I struggle making friends and my past always seems to come up somewhere and it's incredibly painful. I constantly feel the need to explain my childhood to friends like it was my fault somehow. Whenever my parents get angry I still get scared and try everything to make sure things go smoothly to avoid conflict. It seems to have a neverending effect on my life.
I still come home to my family on the weekend as I can't seem to live without them and love them (this seems incredibly screwed up). We have mended bridges to a point where it's amiable, but I keep resenting them for my childhood and they keep refusing to admit they were wrong. I have so much anger at them that I can't seem to do anything with (I'm still not allowed to backchat or anything).
So yeah, it's hard to sum it up because there are so many different aspects that affected me, but that's the gist of it.
My family (two siblings) moved around a lot, 4 times interstate and 13 different houses. We have no other family here, and my parents don't have any friends or acquaintances at all, not even coworkers or neighbours. I was homeschooled and no attempts were made to socialise me, so I never talked to anyone or had any friends. They religiously controlled all my music, books and TV. I wasn't allowed to leave the backyard, not even play in the street. Maybe twice a year we'd go on a family trip to the park. This went on until I was 16 and I fought my parents into letting me have a 'radius' around our house I was allowed to walk in. It was about 2 kms and I was only allowed out for an hour at a time, and if I was late back I'd get in terrible trouble. When I was 17/18 I started fighting my parents with all I had and the whole family broke apart, and this was very scarring.
Some asides:
My parents used physical punishment a bit and I truly feared going against their wishes. My dad once threatened to kill my pet rabbit during one of the times we were fighting (he has quite a temper).
My family is very religious, and straying from the religion will get me kicked out of the family. It's been challenging to pretend to be religious at times.
According to my parents, family is everything and saying anything bad about family to outsiders (ie my friends now that I'm going to University) is basically a cardinal sin.
I was never allowed to backchat in any shape or form, or express any anger.
Another important aside:
My mum hates not having friends and feels stuck in her life because divorce is religiously wrong. She used to cry on my shoulder on a regular basis about how she's stuck in this life. She was a stay at home mum all my childhood.
As an adult:
I feel irreparably screwed up from my childhood, I struggle making friends and my past always seems to come up somewhere and it's incredibly painful. I constantly feel the need to explain my childhood to friends like it was my fault somehow. Whenever my parents get angry I still get scared and try everything to make sure things go smoothly to avoid conflict. It seems to have a neverending effect on my life.
I still come home to my family on the weekend as I can't seem to live without them and love them (this seems incredibly screwed up). We have mended bridges to a point where it's amiable, but I keep resenting them for my childhood and they keep refusing to admit they were wrong. I have so much anger at them that I can't seem to do anything with (I'm still not allowed to backchat or anything).
So yeah, it's hard to sum it up because there are so many different aspects that affected me, but that's the gist of it.