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Hey all,
I've been observing my relationships (close and casual) to people who don't have trauma/ PTSD vs. those who do.
I think that now (and all my life) I'm only truly open and honest with others who have trauma/ PTSD. They're the only people I can be totally open and frank with and who I can be completely myself with.
With people who don't have trauma/ PTSD, I'm always playing a role, always hiding my trauma and PTSD, always putting on a front, always protecting myself.
Also, there's an internal dialogue going on in my head when I'm around people who don't have trauma/ PTSD... My brain is constantly telling me that "they don't get it... they don't understand..." and lots of stuff like that.
Sure, over the years, I've met a few people who don't have trauma/ PTSD who "get it" but that's often people who have known other kinds of hardship and who are very emotionally aware... And my brain doesn't seem to accept this as proof that people without trauma/ PTSD get it... My brain says that those people are just "rare exceptions".
That means that around most people, I'm not authentic/ open/ honest/ truly myself. Which bothers me a lot.
I don't know if I'm willing to generally tell people about my trauma. Would that be the price I have to pay to be honest/ open/ authentic?
How can I find some middle ground? Can I tell people *part* of my story without going into all the shitty details?
For example, when people blab trivial, annoying small-talk at me... I *want* to say "You know what? I have PTSD. I have more important stuff to deal with/ think about/ talk about than this superfluous small-talk."
Of course, I bite my tongue and swallow my words... Time and time and time again.
Each individual case isn't the problem... But the cummulative effect over decades of constantly "not speaking my truth" has left some very deep marks on my psyche.
How can I speak my truth more?
I want to be able to say things like "I'm sorry, I don't know if I can come to your birthday party because my trauma-related fibromyalgia and my PTSD-related panic attacks will probably leave me too exhausted to attend or to enjoy myself."
But I don't. Because that stuff feels "private". And because I feel like I'm "whining" if I say the truth.
I feel like my reality is being made "invisible" to not upset other people.
But it means I'm basically living a lie.
And it makes me huuuuuuuuuugely resent most people without trauma/ PTSD, because I feel totally un-seen and un-heard and because they think I'm "lazy" or "boring" or "grumpy" when I'm actually dealing with chronic pain, anxiety, PTSD, etc.
It's a big reason for why I isolate a lot. I'm so sick of being around people who "don't get it" and who don't hear me and who I can't speak my truth to.
Editing to add (feel free to combine my posts, as my edit time window has elapsed):
I have to also accept that as a child growing up in trauma, my reality back then was:
- No one gets it (the trauma)
- No one sees it
- No one understands
- No one is helping me
- No one is making it stop
- No one is talking to me about it
- It seems that nobody cares
That is so deeply imprinted in my brain.
My brain also knows that's not the whole truth.
But deep down? In my emotional brain/ my emotional reality? It's what I "believe" 90%. It's a core belief.
That core belief makes it additionally hard to related to people without trauma/ PTSD.
I've been observing my relationships (close and casual) to people who don't have trauma/ PTSD vs. those who do.
I think that now (and all my life) I'm only truly open and honest with others who have trauma/ PTSD. They're the only people I can be totally open and frank with and who I can be completely myself with.
With people who don't have trauma/ PTSD, I'm always playing a role, always hiding my trauma and PTSD, always putting on a front, always protecting myself.
Also, there's an internal dialogue going on in my head when I'm around people who don't have trauma/ PTSD... My brain is constantly telling me that "they don't get it... they don't understand..." and lots of stuff like that.
Sure, over the years, I've met a few people who don't have trauma/ PTSD who "get it" but that's often people who have known other kinds of hardship and who are very emotionally aware... And my brain doesn't seem to accept this as proof that people without trauma/ PTSD get it... My brain says that those people are just "rare exceptions".
That means that around most people, I'm not authentic/ open/ honest/ truly myself. Which bothers me a lot.
I don't know if I'm willing to generally tell people about my trauma. Would that be the price I have to pay to be honest/ open/ authentic?
How can I find some middle ground? Can I tell people *part* of my story without going into all the shitty details?
For example, when people blab trivial, annoying small-talk at me... I *want* to say "You know what? I have PTSD. I have more important stuff to deal with/ think about/ talk about than this superfluous small-talk."
Of course, I bite my tongue and swallow my words... Time and time and time again.
Each individual case isn't the problem... But the cummulative effect over decades of constantly "not speaking my truth" has left some very deep marks on my psyche.
How can I speak my truth more?
I want to be able to say things like "I'm sorry, I don't know if I can come to your birthday party because my trauma-related fibromyalgia and my PTSD-related panic attacks will probably leave me too exhausted to attend or to enjoy myself."
But I don't. Because that stuff feels "private". And because I feel like I'm "whining" if I say the truth.
I feel like my reality is being made "invisible" to not upset other people.
But it means I'm basically living a lie.
And it makes me huuuuuuuuuugely resent most people without trauma/ PTSD, because I feel totally un-seen and un-heard and because they think I'm "lazy" or "boring" or "grumpy" when I'm actually dealing with chronic pain, anxiety, PTSD, etc.
It's a big reason for why I isolate a lot. I'm so sick of being around people who "don't get it" and who don't hear me and who I can't speak my truth to.
Editing to add (feel free to combine my posts, as my edit time window has elapsed):
I have to also accept that as a child growing up in trauma, my reality back then was:
- No one gets it (the trauma)
- No one sees it
- No one understands
- No one is helping me
- No one is making it stop
- No one is talking to me about it
- It seems that nobody cares
That is so deeply imprinted in my brain.
My brain also knows that's not the whole truth.
But deep down? In my emotional brain/ my emotional reality? It's what I "believe" 90%. It's a core belief.
That core belief makes it additionally hard to related to people without trauma/ PTSD.