Other Questions For Torture Survivors

[Joan]

wow....so sorry to all of you that you have had these experiences....however kind of weirdly comforting that I am not alone.
- food- yes mine is more in retaliation to my attacker and the feeling he still has control over my body so i want to starve him
- cannot stand anything on top of me...person, dog, weighted blanket...too trapping and cannot breathe
-cannot have eyes or ears covered
-have to be able to see the door and have a pathway out
and there are more, but that is it for now

 

[Crazyinlove13]

wow....so sorry to all of you that you have had these experiences....however kind of weirdly comforting that I am not alone.

Yes me too. I'm so sorry that so many people have had these experiences, but it is somehow weirdly comforting. :oops:

 

[Powder]

Yah, sometimes my body confuses good touch with torture, and a gentle caress feels like it's ripping through my nerves. This is when I'm dissocated and don't know it yet, due to continual flashbacks to the main flashbacks. Like aftershocks.

 

[lostforgottensoul]

Is this uncommon?

No! Though ive never deveolped an ED, I still do the rituals so to re-enact what was done isnt uncommon at all.

 

[Mafia_Science]

When I was 5 or 6, my dad worked away and my mother would was staying with relatives in Nebraska for a few months, my uncle took care of me.

He did not feed me a lot and I did not go to school yet. He would whip me with extension cords a lot and chase me around the house, and I would call that torture. He would go out with friends a lot, often all day, and sometimes sleep over. He would make ramen noodles sometimes and bring home trail mix. That was the only food I had for about a month. I would go a few days without food sometimes.

When the trail mix was available, I took all of it and hid it immediately. I don't remember much of it besides bits and pieces here and there, but I still get angered when people waste food or are picky eaters. I can't stand it, people are starving and they're sitting there complaining about mushrooms on their pizza. It's not an eating disorder or anything, but I always make sure I'll know when I'm eating next.

Usually, I don't hold grudges against people, especially not family, but I hate him. I can't stand the sight of him or the sound of his voice. Usually, I can see where my fault came into play, but I was 5 and I wasn't doing anything wrong. I didn't even say anything at all unless he spoke to me and he tortured and terrorized and starved me for a month, and told my parents I had refused to eat because of a stomach ache. I tried to tell them last year that that wasn't what happened but they told me to let it go.

Sorry, that was hard to talk about. Hope it helped