LittleLady
New Here
I feel sheepish for even feeling like I have a problem when so many are here because of combat experience, rape, or other situations that seem more valid than mine. Those of you who have suffered PTSD due to those situations are the real heroes; you have faced larger-than-life problems and continue trying to live your life and I admire you for your courage.
For myself, both parents had problems of their own. Both were addicted almost immediately to any substance that came within reach, both have had problems with anorexia and suicidal tendencies off and on. As a child I had this deep, caring understanding that my parents were hurting. Now I can't even feel grateful for the days I manage to get in touch with that feeling; most of the time it feels like all I have left is this anger that has almost simmered its way to boiling.
Due to previously existing schizophrenia (on his records) combined with years of all sorts of drugs both legal and illegal, my father became so paranoid that he pulled me and my siblings from school when I was 13. I remember little of that time except for memory fragments of being in a cold, dark house and usually kept isolated even from other family members.
Dad's not there to isolate me anymore, but I find that now I often do it to myself. I feel so tired after being face-to-face with people at work all day, all I want afterward is to shut my phone off and be alone.
For myself, both parents had problems of their own. Both were addicted almost immediately to any substance that came within reach, both have had problems with anorexia and suicidal tendencies off and on. As a child I had this deep, caring understanding that my parents were hurting. Now I can't even feel grateful for the days I manage to get in touch with that feeling; most of the time it feels like all I have left is this anger that has almost simmered its way to boiling.
Due to previously existing schizophrenia (on his records) combined with years of all sorts of drugs both legal and illegal, my father became so paranoid that he pulled me and my siblings from school when I was 13. I remember little of that time except for memory fragments of being in a cold, dark house and usually kept isolated even from other family members.
Dad's not there to isolate me anymore, but I find that now I often do it to myself. I feel so tired after being face-to-face with people at work all day, all I want afterward is to shut my phone off and be alone.