Hi all,
I have lost my fiance' five months ago in a car crash.
I was sitting next to him when we crashed. My father was driving the car.
My love was with me, even if I had asked him to stay home, because he insisted on accompanying me to get an MRI for a spine problem I have and that he knew was causing me a lot of pain.
I tried shielding him but I was too late. He died as I held him. I will spare the horrible details.
I have some injuries in my spine from the impact, I am by myself (my whole family and closest family lives in another continent), and I cannot really work.
I have no sense of futurity, and to be honest I do not manage to care.
I feel responsible for his death.
I was already a bit damaged in some ways from a previous illness, from a psychologically manipulative/controlling/abusive ex, from bullying from age 6 to 12, and from a semi-paralized limb that was the result of birth trauma. Growing up I had unexplained, apparently uncausated violent crises of pure terror i which I would scream, flail, and try to hide as if someone was trying to capture me or harm me, even when that was not actually happening. When the crises stopped being so outward, I started passing out as a fear response. No one could ever explain to me why this was, and I spent 25 years of my life thinking I was just crazy.
My fiance' had been extremely important in my recovery from my past. And I saw him die because he was near damaged old me.
I don't really have a network of support, or many people who have the ability to understand what I am experiencing. I feel terribly isolated, even if I know my situation is not unique at all. I don't manage to talk t my family that much anymore, even if they try, I feel like I have lost all ties to them. To be fair, I feel like I have lost meaningful ties with all living people around me.
The worst part is that because I have disciplined myself all my life to "keep it together no matter what," people have a hard time recognizing me as a traumatized subject.
I am aware that none of what I am experiencing is special, and I am aware that it could be worse and should not complain. But I have no one to talk to. Psychiatry isn't helping me much. And I am in the limbo between one health insurance and another so I have only had one psychotherapy session so far (which seemed more useful).
Thank you for listening.
I have lost my fiance' five months ago in a car crash.
I was sitting next to him when we crashed. My father was driving the car.
My love was with me, even if I had asked him to stay home, because he insisted on accompanying me to get an MRI for a spine problem I have and that he knew was causing me a lot of pain.
I tried shielding him but I was too late. He died as I held him. I will spare the horrible details.
I have some injuries in my spine from the impact, I am by myself (my whole family and closest family lives in another continent), and I cannot really work.
I have no sense of futurity, and to be honest I do not manage to care.
I feel responsible for his death.
I was already a bit damaged in some ways from a previous illness, from a psychologically manipulative/controlling/abusive ex, from bullying from age 6 to 12, and from a semi-paralized limb that was the result of birth trauma. Growing up I had unexplained, apparently uncausated violent crises of pure terror i which I would scream, flail, and try to hide as if someone was trying to capture me or harm me, even when that was not actually happening. When the crises stopped being so outward, I started passing out as a fear response. No one could ever explain to me why this was, and I spent 25 years of my life thinking I was just crazy.
My fiance' had been extremely important in my recovery from my past. And I saw him die because he was near damaged old me.
I don't really have a network of support, or many people who have the ability to understand what I am experiencing. I feel terribly isolated, even if I know my situation is not unique at all. I don't manage to talk t my family that much anymore, even if they try, I feel like I have lost all ties to them. To be fair, I feel like I have lost meaningful ties with all living people around me.
The worst part is that because I have disciplined myself all my life to "keep it together no matter what," people have a hard time recognizing me as a traumatized subject.
I am aware that none of what I am experiencing is special, and I am aware that it could be worse and should not complain. But I have no one to talk to. Psychiatry isn't helping me much. And I am in the limbo between one health insurance and another so I have only had one psychotherapy session so far (which seemed more useful).
Thank you for listening.