osiris
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...and I just want to get better at handling them.
Actually I’m not sure it’s about handling relationships, maybe it’s more about finding the courage to voice what I want and need, rather than feeling forever forced into compromising situations.
Friends I can manage to a decent ish level. That’s probably because I choose not to develop friendships beyond a certain level of intimacy. Traveling and moving around has made this process simple, it’s easy to offload people before they get too close - and maintaining links through social media means ties are broken.
I have a saffer friend I really miss from a decade ago, who I was close to and think we could pick things up properly again. I know they’d be there for me if I asked, but other than that friends from years ago are on the edges of life and I can’t suddenly change the rules of friendship years later.
I need more IRL support but it’s scary to be honest about the reality of PTSD, a history of self harm, and sucidal tendencies - I’d be watching people’s backs as they ran to the hills ;)
The thing that troubles me the most though are family relationships that are harmful. I don’t know how to escape.
I have always tried to keep people in separate boxes to save my sanity and have succeeded in cutting some people dead out of my life. Others struggle with those actions and have tried to interfere but I have managed to stand my ground. They have called me all names under the sun but it’s a form of protection/avoidance that needs to happen.
I don’t introduce friends to family, and as much as possible lovers were kept separate too. Marriage changed that and I hate it.
Both sides have caused me untold troubles - my mother from the deep past, my spouse from the present; and both use each other to get to me and guilt me. They are united and sing each others praises, neither knowing the actions of the other that damage me so deeply.
I am so anxious dealing with either of them and it’s driving me deeper and deeper into my own painful memories and repeated poor choices.
I should not be married. I am fearful of everything all the time but I feel trapped. And dealing with my mother recently over a family bereavement has made lots of other issues come to a head.
I’m posting this here to try and have a discussion. That feels safer than exposing the painful truths of what has happened with these people (which is better suited to my trauma diary anyway) but maybe means considering practical options of moving forward.
I feel I need to edit to add this.
I know I am a total shit to live with. And when I was growing up I was f*cking awful too. More than half of the troubles are my fault. But I feel completely out of control and unable to make adult choices and that’s the scary/hard bit.
Actually I’m not sure it’s about handling relationships, maybe it’s more about finding the courage to voice what I want and need, rather than feeling forever forced into compromising situations.
Friends I can manage to a decent ish level. That’s probably because I choose not to develop friendships beyond a certain level of intimacy. Traveling and moving around has made this process simple, it’s easy to offload people before they get too close - and maintaining links through social media means ties are broken.
I have a saffer friend I really miss from a decade ago, who I was close to and think we could pick things up properly again. I know they’d be there for me if I asked, but other than that friends from years ago are on the edges of life and I can’t suddenly change the rules of friendship years later.
I need more IRL support but it’s scary to be honest about the reality of PTSD, a history of self harm, and sucidal tendencies - I’d be watching people’s backs as they ran to the hills ;)
The thing that troubles me the most though are family relationships that are harmful. I don’t know how to escape.
I have always tried to keep people in separate boxes to save my sanity and have succeeded in cutting some people dead out of my life. Others struggle with those actions and have tried to interfere but I have managed to stand my ground. They have called me all names under the sun but it’s a form of protection/avoidance that needs to happen.
I don’t introduce friends to family, and as much as possible lovers were kept separate too. Marriage changed that and I hate it.
Both sides have caused me untold troubles - my mother from the deep past, my spouse from the present; and both use each other to get to me and guilt me. They are united and sing each others praises, neither knowing the actions of the other that damage me so deeply.
I am so anxious dealing with either of them and it’s driving me deeper and deeper into my own painful memories and repeated poor choices.
I should not be married. I am fearful of everything all the time but I feel trapped. And dealing with my mother recently over a family bereavement has made lots of other issues come to a head.
I’m posting this here to try and have a discussion. That feels safer than exposing the painful truths of what has happened with these people (which is better suited to my trauma diary anyway) but maybe means considering practical options of moving forward.
I feel I need to edit to add this.
I know I am a total shit to live with. And when I was growing up I was f*cking awful too. More than half of the troubles are my fault. But I feel completely out of control and unable to make adult choices and that’s the scary/hard bit.
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