Hello!
I have had PTSD since I was 4 years old. I am 45 now. I was formally diagnosed in my thirties. I have pursued recovery with a vengeance through the years; intensive therapy, groups, writing, meditation but my latest coping outlet, aggressive training ie running, crossfit are out of my reach, due to an injury. So the floodgates have been opened again. The latest focus of my brain is to have me feel intense guilt and shame over how I healed and repaired myself after the traumas and abuse stopped. I was on a mission to destroy myself through an eating disorder and letting people use me for sex. I come from a small town and each sin of mine is remembered and thrown in my face whenever people feel like it. So I realize this is as clear as mud, but I think I am feeling the guilt and shame due to the people I hurt in trying to deal with my hurt.
I was my uncle's favorite plaything for many years, I OD at 16 due to immense turmoil that lived inside me. In the midst of this my family home caught on fire and my two little brothers were lost. my mother publicly blamed me. and she may have been correct as i was reading by candle light that night. however my therapist in University says it cannot be true as I would have been the first to go. I disclosed the abuse to my parents after the OD but my mother asked if I realized I told them in front of a person from my community.
Sorry this is my first post and It's hard to convey the essence in a concise manner. Basically people think I am worthless whore, no matter how many positive changes I have made in my life. I was actually surprised by how people still viewed me in this small town after being gone for so long. thank you for this opportunity!
I have had PTSD since I was 4 years old. I am 45 now. I was formally diagnosed in my thirties. I have pursued recovery with a vengeance through the years; intensive therapy, groups, writing, meditation but my latest coping outlet, aggressive training ie running, crossfit are out of my reach, due to an injury. So the floodgates have been opened again. The latest focus of my brain is to have me feel intense guilt and shame over how I healed and repaired myself after the traumas and abuse stopped. I was on a mission to destroy myself through an eating disorder and letting people use me for sex. I come from a small town and each sin of mine is remembered and thrown in my face whenever people feel like it. So I realize this is as clear as mud, but I think I am feeling the guilt and shame due to the people I hurt in trying to deal with my hurt.
I was my uncle's favorite plaything for many years, I OD at 16 due to immense turmoil that lived inside me. In the midst of this my family home caught on fire and my two little brothers were lost. my mother publicly blamed me. and she may have been correct as i was reading by candle light that night. however my therapist in University says it cannot be true as I would have been the first to go. I disclosed the abuse to my parents after the OD but my mother asked if I realized I told them in front of a person from my community.
Sorry this is my first post and It's hard to convey the essence in a concise manner. Basically people think I am worthless whore, no matter how many positive changes I have made in my life. I was actually surprised by how people still viewed me in this small town after being gone for so long. thank you for this opportunity!