Panic Attacks - Curse Or Bliss

[anthony]

Correct, Post Traumatic Stress and Post Traumatic Stress Disorder aren't even close to the same thing in the scope of mental health disorder severity.

 

[Abstract]

Survivi2Thriver, I know positivity is a powerful coping mechanism for you and I get a sense it is and has always been a lifeline for you. That is wonderful. However, I think you have to be careful that you don't block out important information or facts by hyper focussing on this way of approaching things.

Believe me that it can lead to trouble as I have done things with the mindset that everything is OK and I will use all to progress, and have ended up in big trouble despite it all. Positivity is important and helpful but realism, understanding and pacing are extremely important too. Some people can end up psychotic by going gung ho into things without safety nets or pacing or if it releases too much at one time. Some things are just plain dangerous for PTSD.

 

[Survivor2Thriver]

I know positivity is a powerful coping mechanism for you and I get a sense it is and has always been a lifeline for you.

Thank you!

Positivity is important and helpful but realism, understanding and pacing are extremely important too.

Positivity combined with a healthy dose of indifference is extremely important too. It paces you. My indifference to the abuse I was forced to endure as a child saved me then and it will save me now. Defiance is the most appropriate response to absurdity. <------I just explained the first 15yrs of my life in one sentence. :) Chin up.

 

[Survivor2Thriver]

Not sure I'm far enough along though to be thankful for such hell rides or anything like that

But we can always be thankful we defied the abuse and survived. I'm not ready to mothball my 8 yr old voice. My grandpa may be dead. What rings in my head the most is his laughter and "There's nothing you can do." And nobody listens to a child." My insane cult family protected and helped him throw me in a bathtub to silence me forever. I almost died. Guess what I'm not a child anymore. My voice will be equivalent to the fear I felt that day. There is something I can do. Instead of a terrified little girl. I'm going to be a focused adult spreading awareness to help others.

 

[Survivor2Thriver]

My male sibling carries on the insane family tradition. He was AFRAID I was recovering my memories. He gang tortured/raped me to the extent I repressed the memories apparently while they were happening. Recently they came back..FULL FORCE. My entire childhood clicked. At this point I can't put it in words. All I know is it has to stop somewhere. My voice may be one in a million but I promise it will be heard. :)