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Um. I understand being frustrated by people using the term 'ptsd' for minor life events. But people also say 'that test made me want to kill myself' 'she's so bipolar' 'what, does he have multiple personalities or something?' etc. They don't intend to minimalize actual mental illness; it's colorful, if not tasteful speech.
Tbh I only made an account here bc I felt attacked and I'm in a really uncertain place. I have been diagnosed with PTSD, in conjunction with 6 or 7 other things that make me doubt the value of all of them. They say I have childhood trauma but I don't remember much of my childhood and the few incidents I do remember my parental says didn't happen. I'm told I'm just too sensitive. I don't know if I'm being gaslighted or if I'm crazy.
But my issues with conflict and dissociation/derealization did lead to me being raped a few times, does that make me broken enough?
Images and emotions I can't understand do come out of nowhere and push me towards self destructive behavior does that make me broken enough?
The internal warfare of my fragmented self has led me to attempt suicide and, in the words of the ICU doctor I saw when I woke up a few days later I 'did a pretty good job.' Now am I broken enough to join your club?
I don't know what, if anything, happened. I'm not sure that I want to. All the things in my life that could be called 'real trauma' that I remember happened as a result of PTSD pathology. I don't really know how they've affected me because I can't feel pain anymore. Maybe I really was just too sensitive. But every doctor who's talked to me for more than 10 minutes has said I'm not depressed, I have trauma pathology, something happened to me. I don't know.
This is selfish but I wish I was like OP. I actually did volunteer in a trauma center for a couple hundred hours in hs and I saw some of the stuff that EMTs/Paramedics had to deal with; it's truly insane. OP can say yeah, I have PTSD because of my time saving lives. It's almost a battle scar; painful and awful, but heroic. For me? I'm no one's hero. I'm just a girl who doesn't know anything about herself, her past, her present, her future. I don't even recognize myself in the mirror sometimes. My trauma is invisible especially to me. I'm left only with it's echo, reverberating through my life, causing destruction with no visible source.
So maybe I didn't *earn* my PTSD. But if I have to live with all the effects of it, who gives a f*ck? Like if some higher power was like oh, I shall gift Jim with all the symptoms of gonorrhea, he just won't have sex to get it, would you tell Jim that he didn't *earn* his gonorrhea? (correct answer: no, for those who have trouble with these things.). Obviously most people like sex and despise trauma so the analogy is imperfect and I don't mean to equate the two but I don't understand this trauma snobbery. This mental injury has impacted my life in a very serious way regardless of how large or small the original attack objectively was.
Tbh I only made an account here bc I felt attacked and I'm in a really uncertain place. I have been diagnosed with PTSD, in conjunction with 6 or 7 other things that make me doubt the value of all of them. They say I have childhood trauma but I don't remember much of my childhood and the few incidents I do remember my parental says didn't happen. I'm told I'm just too sensitive. I don't know if I'm being gaslighted or if I'm crazy.
But my issues with conflict and dissociation/derealization did lead to me being raped a few times, does that make me broken enough?
Images and emotions I can't understand do come out of nowhere and push me towards self destructive behavior does that make me broken enough?
The internal warfare of my fragmented self has led me to attempt suicide and, in the words of the ICU doctor I saw when I woke up a few days later I 'did a pretty good job.' Now am I broken enough to join your club?
I don't know what, if anything, happened. I'm not sure that I want to. All the things in my life that could be called 'real trauma' that I remember happened as a result of PTSD pathology. I don't really know how they've affected me because I can't feel pain anymore. Maybe I really was just too sensitive. But every doctor who's talked to me for more than 10 minutes has said I'm not depressed, I have trauma pathology, something happened to me. I don't know.
This is selfish but I wish I was like OP. I actually did volunteer in a trauma center for a couple hundred hours in hs and I saw some of the stuff that EMTs/Paramedics had to deal with; it's truly insane. OP can say yeah, I have PTSD because of my time saving lives. It's almost a battle scar; painful and awful, but heroic. For me? I'm no one's hero. I'm just a girl who doesn't know anything about herself, her past, her present, her future. I don't even recognize myself in the mirror sometimes. My trauma is invisible especially to me. I'm left only with it's echo, reverberating through my life, causing destruction with no visible source.
So maybe I didn't *earn* my PTSD. But if I have to live with all the effects of it, who gives a f*ck? Like if some higher power was like oh, I shall gift Jim with all the symptoms of gonorrhea, he just won't have sex to get it, would you tell Jim that he didn't *earn* his gonorrhea? (correct answer: no, for those who have trouble with these things.). Obviously most people like sex and despise trauma so the analogy is imperfect and I don't mean to equate the two but I don't understand this trauma snobbery. This mental injury has impacted my life in a very serious way regardless of how large or small the original attack objectively was.