It is a challenge to live with ptsd ,but living with it and parenting is a whole different ballgame. I can say that being a parent is the biggest joy, the best job and by far the greatest part of my life so far.
My concern is, my son is fourteen and I am triggered when I discipline him. He's a teen and of course that is hard in itself, but I have very simple rules and consequences he can follow that helps our home to be safe, healthy and clean, but enforcing them creates horrible symptoms in me.
Example: Being disrespectful ( being rude, swearing, talking back and throwing a drama fit over being asked to help with something or choosing to not listen to instructions, hitting things when mad or screaming) is not tolerated in our home, because this is our peaceful sanctuary....you will be sent to your room the first time. The second time you will be grounded for one day if your behavior persists and stay in your room until you calm down (this usually is about an hour or less)
I experience guilt and depression. I remember my punishments were so extreme and my body remembers them every time I enforce our rules. The rules I have our healthy, safe and reasonable....but I can't get past the guilt and my symptoms/ flash backs.....of times where I would be submerged into water for crying and being afraid, I was punished for nothing most of the time and I go back in time when I enforce rules which is weird because my rules are nice compared to what I had gone through. I am so scared I am going to traumatize my son, or pass on, what feels like the life sentence of ptsd symptoms.....I almost feel contagious and toxic when enforcing rules, like I am a monster......but I know it's not like that. Anyone else feel like that? It makes me sink into a great depression when I think I am hurting my son by sending him to his room.....silly I know.
My rules range from no media on school nights to we eat dinner as a family even though it is just the two of us, I am traditional and try hard to make a loving home for him.....it's all I think about is having a stable healthy environment for him. A way better start in life then what I had. I spend 90% of my day worrying about it....I am not sure why I have to feel like I have to make sure everything I do is near perfect parenting....that isn't even possible. My expectations for myself as a parent, is a lot....I wonder why I do that to myself.
My concern is, my son is fourteen and I am triggered when I discipline him. He's a teen and of course that is hard in itself, but I have very simple rules and consequences he can follow that helps our home to be safe, healthy and clean, but enforcing them creates horrible symptoms in me.
Example: Being disrespectful ( being rude, swearing, talking back and throwing a drama fit over being asked to help with something or choosing to not listen to instructions, hitting things when mad or screaming) is not tolerated in our home, because this is our peaceful sanctuary....you will be sent to your room the first time. The second time you will be grounded for one day if your behavior persists and stay in your room until you calm down (this usually is about an hour or less)
I experience guilt and depression. I remember my punishments were so extreme and my body remembers them every time I enforce our rules. The rules I have our healthy, safe and reasonable....but I can't get past the guilt and my symptoms/ flash backs.....of times where I would be submerged into water for crying and being afraid, I was punished for nothing most of the time and I go back in time when I enforce rules which is weird because my rules are nice compared to what I had gone through. I am so scared I am going to traumatize my son, or pass on, what feels like the life sentence of ptsd symptoms.....I almost feel contagious and toxic when enforcing rules, like I am a monster......but I know it's not like that. Anyone else feel like that? It makes me sink into a great depression when I think I am hurting my son by sending him to his room.....silly I know.
My rules range from no media on school nights to we eat dinner as a family even though it is just the two of us, I am traditional and try hard to make a loving home for him.....it's all I think about is having a stable healthy environment for him. A way better start in life then what I had. I spend 90% of my day worrying about it....I am not sure why I have to feel like I have to make sure everything I do is near perfect parenting....that isn't even possible. My expectations for myself as a parent, is a lot....I wonder why I do that to myself.
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