So I've been wondering for a long time if I have a personality disorder, or if it's PTSD/complex trauma, or both? I fit the criteria to a tee, yet it seems to fit with ptsd as well. I'm doing better than I was, but I still have attachment issues so deep inside me like it'll never be fixed. Like a bum leg. How I relate to people--I don't know that I really do because I abide my behavior to theirs in a way. I can get along with anyone--for a short while. And then I'm exhausted. I've always been that way. I'm constantly thinking thinking thinking and judging myself and placing myself in certain shoes and never knowing who the hell I really am; which is why I prefer to be alone. I've built up who I want to be and i am that person when I'm alone or maybe around my sisters, but even that is a role. I've pushed away every relationship I've ever been in, lost a fiance after nine years when the ptsd/complex trauma got bad--he bailed. Though I can't see why he didn't earlier--I could never show him love and affection and sometimes it was as if he wasn't even there. I've been through so many friends, colleges, jobs, loves, aspirations (the only steady one being writing). I'm impulsive--but is that my bipolar checking in? Another thing...I'm developing phobias--I have a great fear (it's desperate and clingy and pathetic) that my daughter is going to die. I'm a worrying nut-job when she goes places without me (she's seven). I'm working on it, perhaps that's another area/issue. Anyway, I've met some amazing people and made incredible connections that changed my life, and then I shut them off. And then if I see them I feel like this horrible creature.
What's up with this?
What's up with this?