I am new to this site, and have recently been diagnosed with ptsd, although I guess I have known I have had it for many years.
It all started when I was 9 years old and my older brother forced me to have sex with him. This went on for 6 more years, throughout this time he would force me to have sex with him, to perform oral sex on him, and also him on me and also would use his fingers to stimulate me. I never told anyone this for fear of what would happen to him and me. I thought that my family would think that we were a bunch of freaks, and although I know it wasn't my fault I somehow thought it was.
Because of these horrible events that happened to me I have suffered with depression and ptsd for many years, although until about 7 months ago I never got treatment for the depression and now just a month ago I disclosed that I was sexually abused by my brother.
When I was younger I thought about killing myself a lot, obviously since I am writing this I didn't follow through, but there were many many times I came close.
Well now about a month ago I was persuaded to go to a psychologist, and after that meeting I am far more depressed than I had been in years. I have been thinking about suicide again, although I don't believe I ever would but the thought comes into my head quit often.
Initially for the first few days after seeing the psychologist I could not function, I laid in bed and cried and cried and my whole body just shook, I imagine I was having panic attacks over the fact that I had actually told someone for the first time in my life what had actually happened to me.
Sorry this post is so long, but I had to get my story out.
It all started when I was 9 years old and my older brother forced me to have sex with him. This went on for 6 more years, throughout this time he would force me to have sex with him, to perform oral sex on him, and also him on me and also would use his fingers to stimulate me. I never told anyone this for fear of what would happen to him and me. I thought that my family would think that we were a bunch of freaks, and although I know it wasn't my fault I somehow thought it was.
Because of these horrible events that happened to me I have suffered with depression and ptsd for many years, although until about 7 months ago I never got treatment for the depression and now just a month ago I disclosed that I was sexually abused by my brother.
When I was younger I thought about killing myself a lot, obviously since I am writing this I didn't follow through, but there were many many times I came close.
Well now about a month ago I was persuaded to go to a psychologist, and after that meeting I am far more depressed than I had been in years. I have been thinking about suicide again, although I don't believe I ever would but the thought comes into my head quit often.
Initially for the first few days after seeing the psychologist I could not function, I laid in bed and cried and cried and my whole body just shook, I imagine I was having panic attacks over the fact that I had actually told someone for the first time in my life what had actually happened to me.
Sorry this post is so long, but I had to get my story out.