(Warning: Some pretty raw confessions below.)
I wrote a few days ago about how hard it is to deal with noise because it makes me angry. But now i've started to realize these angry reactions are new things to me, the way I'm talking is more aggressive and louder, the gestures I make more violent in some way, it's just like for years i've not let myself get angry and now I'm letting it out.
I've always said, other people have it worse. Other people live through wars. Other people have years of abuse.
Well now I am accepting my right to anger.
I grew up with a schizophrenic brother who tried to kill me. I developed PTSD then I went off to uni where the PTSD got bad and I lost the man I loved and all my friends due to self harm during flashbacks adn generally just pushing everybody away. I then got into an abusive relationship, he raped me, in trying to get out of it I accepted help from a man who turned out to be a serial rapist who picked on me because I looked young and he liked young girls. He raped me. I didn't report him. Three other girls were raped before he was caught. I could have reported him and stopped that from happening. But I didn't, because I thought it was my fault. I moved, again and again and again and for a while everything was okay just so long as I kept moving and I didn't date or let anybody too close. Then years down the line I decided to settle down. I think it's time to start dating again. I get a place to live (that I hate but it's safe) and a job that I enjoyed. Then the PTSD came back. And I'm going to lose my job and then not be able to move out of the shit house. And yes, I have a right to be angry. I am not innocent, I have made bad choices, but I have a right to be angry.
Just expressing my thoughts.
I wrote a few days ago about how hard it is to deal with noise because it makes me angry. But now i've started to realize these angry reactions are new things to me, the way I'm talking is more aggressive and louder, the gestures I make more violent in some way, it's just like for years i've not let myself get angry and now I'm letting it out.
I've always said, other people have it worse. Other people live through wars. Other people have years of abuse.
Well now I am accepting my right to anger.
I grew up with a schizophrenic brother who tried to kill me. I developed PTSD then I went off to uni where the PTSD got bad and I lost the man I loved and all my friends due to self harm during flashbacks adn generally just pushing everybody away. I then got into an abusive relationship, he raped me, in trying to get out of it I accepted help from a man who turned out to be a serial rapist who picked on me because I looked young and he liked young girls. He raped me. I didn't report him. Three other girls were raped before he was caught. I could have reported him and stopped that from happening. But I didn't, because I thought it was my fault. I moved, again and again and again and for a while everything was okay just so long as I kept moving and I didn't date or let anybody too close. Then years down the line I decided to settle down. I think it's time to start dating again. I get a place to live (that I hate but it's safe) and a job that I enjoyed. Then the PTSD came back. And I'm going to lose my job and then not be able to move out of the shit house. And yes, I have a right to be angry. I am not innocent, I have made bad choices, but I have a right to be angry.
Just expressing my thoughts.