dirtgirl42
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Okay, I suppose the first step is to post. I'm 35 and have dealt with PTSD since I was a child. I suffered the abuse of alcohlics and bigots. I had to hide a molestation issue to protect a family member above my own needs for help or health at persistence of family, which was the trade for "love". I am really good at giving more of myself than is sane or that I am capable, and then feeling completely unworthy of love because I give more than is reasonable or safe. Trying at this time of my life, to set parameters on what I can and cannot give, and it's not easy. I have had to break ties with my family, and I admit it is difficult making friends because I feel comfort in being alone. After my divorce, which I am still trying to deal with emotionally, a doctor has prescribed Cymbalta, which has helped my feelings of desperation, and Klonpin, which has helped me not cry 24-7, most days are better now. I am extremely frustrated that I need medication to help me, but I'm beginning to accept this.
There's not a day that passes where my little voice creeps in and suggests that perhaps I'm hiding from myself. I am not dismissing myself and my feelings a much as I once was. I was trained well to dismiss my own feelings, so this is a grandious obstacle.
I will babble more another time.
There's not a day that passes where my little voice creeps in and suggests that perhaps I'm hiding from myself. I am not dismissing myself and my feelings a much as I once was. I was trained well to dismiss my own feelings, so this is a grandious obstacle.
I will babble more another time.