I had been doing a lot better since starting Zoloft, and, except for a few days recently where I forgot to take my meds, was living a fairly happy, normal life, no flashbacks, no dissociation. Things were going so much better.
Then Friday I was a chaperone for my son's class trip to the zoo. As some of you may remember, the zoo is where a pedophile tried to lure my son about a year and a half ago. This re-triggered a huge wave of PTSD symptoms, which I've gotten under control with therapy and meds. (Here's [DLMURL="http://sexabuse.ptsdforum.org/threads/my-story-part-4-the-final-chapter-mostly-happy-stuff.527/"]background[/DLMURL] if you want it.)
Nothing happened this time at the zoo. I've been back there since the incident, and I've been okay. But this time I was with my sons and the little girl who was with us the day the attempted luring took place, and the weather felt very similar to the day it happened. SO MANY things were similar to that day, and I could feel myself clenching up tighter and tighter as we approached the spot where that monster tried to hurt my little boy. I don't think you could say I dissociated during this new zoo trip itself. I just got very distant, dispassionate - enough that my son noticed and asked if I was okay. :(
Over the weekend I've had several flashbacks, and I've dissociated every time. Most of the flashbacks have been to the assault when I was eight, and those have been accompanied by intense phantom physical pains and sensations. After each one I've gone off into the ozone somewhere, unable to reconnect with the world around me for half an hour or more at a time.
It makes me crazy that the SOB is still winning, still gaining power over me. It makes me even crazier that the other SOB that tried to hurt my baby the same way got away, and craziest of all that I didn't pound him into the ground when he made the attempt. I'm so sick of this. When will it go away?!? :trapped::banghead::cry:
Then Friday I was a chaperone for my son's class trip to the zoo. As some of you may remember, the zoo is where a pedophile tried to lure my son about a year and a half ago. This re-triggered a huge wave of PTSD symptoms, which I've gotten under control with therapy and meds. (Here's [DLMURL="http://sexabuse.ptsdforum.org/threads/my-story-part-4-the-final-chapter-mostly-happy-stuff.527/"]background[/DLMURL] if you want it.)
Nothing happened this time at the zoo. I've been back there since the incident, and I've been okay. But this time I was with my sons and the little girl who was with us the day the attempted luring took place, and the weather felt very similar to the day it happened. SO MANY things were similar to that day, and I could feel myself clenching up tighter and tighter as we approached the spot where that monster tried to hurt my little boy. I don't think you could say I dissociated during this new zoo trip itself. I just got very distant, dispassionate - enough that my son noticed and asked if I was okay. :(
Over the weekend I've had several flashbacks, and I've dissociated every time. Most of the flashbacks have been to the assault when I was eight, and those have been accompanied by intense phantom physical pains and sensations. After each one I've gone off into the ozone somewhere, unable to reconnect with the world around me for half an hour or more at a time.
It makes me crazy that the SOB is still winning, still gaining power over me. It makes me even crazier that the other SOB that tried to hurt my baby the same way got away, and craziest of all that I didn't pound him into the ground when he made the attempt. I'm so sick of this. When will it go away?!? :trapped::banghead::cry: