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Cida
Sometimes, I feel so innocent and young. My PTSD has gotten a lot better on my own- I'm feeling happier, but I still get really frightened whenever I hear that someone is having a bad day. I will immediately go to them and suggest they do things for themselves that make them happy, or I'll try to cheer them up. My trauma deals with people telling me stuff that was too much for my brain to handle (and that made my brain go into shock, and I feel guilty for not being able to handle what people told me). So whenever someone says something that sounds a little "off" (sad or bordering on depressive to me; I always take every statement of this sort seriously) and do my best to try to cheer people up or make them feel good. I guess you could call it a stressor.
Is it naive of me to think that I can brighten someone's day if they feel bad? Is this panic and my reaction somehow a repetition of some sort- trying to right what I did wrong by speaking instead of shutting down? And am I being selfish, doing this when it doesn't even have anything to do with me?
Is it naive of me to think that I can brighten someone's day if they feel bad? Is this panic and my reaction somehow a repetition of some sort- trying to right what I did wrong by speaking instead of shutting down? And am I being selfish, doing this when it doesn't even have anything to do with me?