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Just found this forum. I guess that I have PTSD, having read a few books and having noticed that my symptoms or habits seem to match the pattern. My mother had BPD, and would scream at me in the most denigrating, humiliating manner one can imagine, to the point that I felt my life was threatened. In this withering criticism I had to shut down my emotions and my will to survive. Now, and for many years, when I think of anything self critical, something comes over me which I can only imagine is a form of intrusion. I wince, perhaps shake my head a little, and I have thoughts that I must be dead, or have been dead for some time, odd as that is. I have no suicidal thoughts, so I think of it now that I consented to the soul murder that my 'mommie dearest' was committing in her distracted state. The intrusions feel like an overwhelming threat that lasts for a short time, then I can push it away and go back into a 'normal' state of denial.
Doing CBT and ACA work I'm becoming aware of the whole dynamic, but when I lift myself out of the denial, I feel such a tremendous sense of loss, regret and shame at the person I have been for the last 50 years that it seems easier to slip back into the denial, isolation, depression, but safety of being alone.
Enough about me. Anyone have similar experiences? Anyone that doesn't?
What works to deal with this garbage?
Thanks
Just found this forum. I guess that I have PTSD, having read a few books and having noticed that my symptoms or habits seem to match the pattern. My mother had BPD, and would scream at me in the most denigrating, humiliating manner one can imagine, to the point that I felt my life was threatened. In this withering criticism I had to shut down my emotions and my will to survive. Now, and for many years, when I think of anything self critical, something comes over me which I can only imagine is a form of intrusion. I wince, perhaps shake my head a little, and I have thoughts that I must be dead, or have been dead for some time, odd as that is. I have no suicidal thoughts, so I think of it now that I consented to the soul murder that my 'mommie dearest' was committing in her distracted state. The intrusions feel like an overwhelming threat that lasts for a short time, then I can push it away and go back into a 'normal' state of denial.
Doing CBT and ACA work I'm becoming aware of the whole dynamic, but when I lift myself out of the denial, I feel such a tremendous sense of loss, regret and shame at the person I have been for the last 50 years that it seems easier to slip back into the denial, isolation, depression, but safety of being alone.
Enough about me. Anyone have similar experiences? Anyone that doesn't?
What works to deal with this garbage?
Thanks