Hi,
Well, the title is the short version, but it speaks volumes.
I have always battled with depression (father=jerk), which of course led to relationship problems and me spending many years (about 15) in a relationship with a bipolar alcoholic drug addict. My son's father. Total piece of crap, and I cannot believe I spent so much time trying to "fix" us.
Mother (not biological, but she is my mom. Raised me and loved me as her own since I was 5), convinced me to come home, opened her doors to me and my son until I could get back on my feet after moving home from 2 states away. Murdered almost 1 year to the day after I moved in with her. Murdered by her ex-boyfriend in a fit of jealous rage. Stabbed 35-40 times. Dead.
Me=lost. I have always struggled with depression and self esteem issues, but PTSD brings a whole new color to my world now. I overreact, am sabotaging what has the potential to be a lifelong beautiful relationship with a man I love dearly. I am edgy, pissed off, depressed (it affects me daily and is drastically effing with my quality of life), basically screaming inside. Trust issues (hah, no surprise), and I just am NOT who I used to be. I spent the whole year with my Mom putting myself back together. I had made progress emotionally with self esteem and depression, and became a much stronger person. Then, she was killed. And, here I am. No insurance, no money for a therapist, left to sort this out on my own.
I know there is light at the end of the tunnel, I know I can overcome this, but I just hope I can before I lose/ruin/chase away/destroy the only few things that are good in my life.
But, besides the real reason why I am here, I am single mother to a 15 year old boy. My boyfriend and I live together and have been dating for almost 2 years. I work for his catering company and am attending college, knocking out pre-requisites/gen. ed. at the moment.
Nice to meet all of you. I hope we can all find peace.
CAT75
Well, the title is the short version, but it speaks volumes.
I have always battled with depression (father=jerk), which of course led to relationship problems and me spending many years (about 15) in a relationship with a bipolar alcoholic drug addict. My son's father. Total piece of crap, and I cannot believe I spent so much time trying to "fix" us.
Mother (not biological, but she is my mom. Raised me and loved me as her own since I was 5), convinced me to come home, opened her doors to me and my son until I could get back on my feet after moving home from 2 states away. Murdered almost 1 year to the day after I moved in with her. Murdered by her ex-boyfriend in a fit of jealous rage. Stabbed 35-40 times. Dead.
Me=lost. I have always struggled with depression and self esteem issues, but PTSD brings a whole new color to my world now. I overreact, am sabotaging what has the potential to be a lifelong beautiful relationship with a man I love dearly. I am edgy, pissed off, depressed (it affects me daily and is drastically effing with my quality of life), basically screaming inside. Trust issues (hah, no surprise), and I just am NOT who I used to be. I spent the whole year with my Mom putting myself back together. I had made progress emotionally with self esteem and depression, and became a much stronger person. Then, she was killed. And, here I am. No insurance, no money for a therapist, left to sort this out on my own.
I know there is light at the end of the tunnel, I know I can overcome this, but I just hope I can before I lose/ruin/chase away/destroy the only few things that are good in my life.
But, besides the real reason why I am here, I am single mother to a 15 year old boy. My boyfriend and I live together and have been dating for almost 2 years. I work for his catering company and am attending college, knocking out pre-requisites/gen. ed. at the moment.
Nice to meet all of you. I hope we can all find peace.
CAT75