It is very hard to post anything here (or anywhere). Seems like lately I feel like there are 'predators' around every corner. It sounds so foolish and paranoid to say that, but my "trust factor" is at a pretty low ebb right now, I guess. Thank you for being so clear about your website rules and guidelines. It makes me very uncomfortable to not know the motivations of folks who might be reading my thoughts and feelings. I appreciate - more than I can tell you - your efforts to weed out anyone who would come here for some sort of sick entertainment. Thank you.
Here is why I was searching for support tonight and why I ended up here talking to you in the wee hours:
I have been told for years that I have classic Chronic PTSD due to observed symptomology. It told me years to accept the diagnosis, but it is a correct dx even though I wish it weren't. I have always been very guarded about showing any stress or whatever because I worked in the medical field (ER nurse) and many of my friends are in that field, I am from a multi-generational law enforcement family, and I am married to a federal law enforcement psychologist. With that bunch as my family, social, and support network, it's hard to hide PTSD symptomology forever but, yet, my experiences are not something I have ever shared with any of them, nor do I wish to - EVER.
But...
There has been a really "hot" international news story that has been plastered everywhere 24/7 for the past couple of weeks. Because a celebrity is involved, other celebrities have been weighing in with their comments about the situation. This news story has made me uncomfortable for numerous reasons, but everybody has a right to their own opinion, and that is the way I have tried to handle the situation.
The other night, I was watching the news and they played a sound bite of a female celebrity making a comment about the situation. I was so absolutely shocked by the comment that I went and viewed the whole video to see if it was out of context [it wasn't]. I have always enjoyed this woman's movies, etc. and admire much of the work she has done in the past.
Her comment hit me like a ton of bricks. Truly, my reaction was immediate and complete - it FLATTENED me. I have spent years trying to convince myself that a similar incident (quite parallel to the one that was being commented upon) that happened to me was not my fault, that it should NOT have happened, that it was not in any way "okay" that it happened, and that I was not to blame for it. Some days are better than others as to whether or not I really believe any of that, but I have tried to take it to heart as much as I could.
And, suddenly, now all these years later, I have a world-famous and ADMIRED woman telling me that my experience wasn't valid - that it was just EXACTLY as I had originally (and for years afterward) thought: it WAS my fault, it was NOT any big deal, and - even if I HAD told someone - they wouldn't have believed me anyway. She couldn't have stunned and shamed me any more thoroughly if she had leaned out of the television and spit in my face.
I am FURIOUS with myself for letting this affect me this way. Why in the world would I give her that kind of power over me??? It makes NO sense at all. She is also in a commercial that is running right now. The first several times (after the comment) that she came on in the commercial, I actually burst into tears when I saw her (and I am NOT a crier) because I was so embarrassed and ashamed. It freaked me out!!! I don't cry. I. Do. Not. Cry. And I am crying because this woman - who means nothing to me - has make a thoughtless comment about something that has nothing to do with me???????? puh-leeeeze... get serious. That is just simply not rational. I was an ER nurse for goodness sake... I do NOT get 'flapped'!! (yeah... right...)
But now, every time I see her face, or even think about her, I feel this overwhelming sense of shame... like she is reaching into my heart - into the tiny little part of me where I kept myself sane and safe knowing, KNOWING, that I had moved forward - and she is saying, "See? It really wasn't what you thought it was, and it didn't mean a thing."
I feel like my skin has been ripped away - like my safety and protection has been shattered. My sacred, tiny little safe haven where nobody could touch me... she has ripped it out of me and held it up to the whole world as a lie. How irrational is that?? I am having flashbacks and nightmares. I don't feel safe anywhere. And, yet, I am ENRAGED with myself for letting this stupid thing affect me this way.
I feel like I am going crazy.
I just needed to tell somebody.
Thank you for taking the time to listen.
Here is why I was searching for support tonight and why I ended up here talking to you in the wee hours:
I have been told for years that I have classic Chronic PTSD due to observed symptomology. It told me years to accept the diagnosis, but it is a correct dx even though I wish it weren't. I have always been very guarded about showing any stress or whatever because I worked in the medical field (ER nurse) and many of my friends are in that field, I am from a multi-generational law enforcement family, and I am married to a federal law enforcement psychologist. With that bunch as my family, social, and support network, it's hard to hide PTSD symptomology forever but, yet, my experiences are not something I have ever shared with any of them, nor do I wish to - EVER.
But...
There has been a really "hot" international news story that has been plastered everywhere 24/7 for the past couple of weeks. Because a celebrity is involved, other celebrities have been weighing in with their comments about the situation. This news story has made me uncomfortable for numerous reasons, but everybody has a right to their own opinion, and that is the way I have tried to handle the situation.
The other night, I was watching the news and they played a sound bite of a female celebrity making a comment about the situation. I was so absolutely shocked by the comment that I went and viewed the whole video to see if it was out of context [it wasn't]. I have always enjoyed this woman's movies, etc. and admire much of the work she has done in the past.
Her comment hit me like a ton of bricks. Truly, my reaction was immediate and complete - it FLATTENED me. I have spent years trying to convince myself that a similar incident (quite parallel to the one that was being commented upon) that happened to me was not my fault, that it should NOT have happened, that it was not in any way "okay" that it happened, and that I was not to blame for it. Some days are better than others as to whether or not I really believe any of that, but I have tried to take it to heart as much as I could.
And, suddenly, now all these years later, I have a world-famous and ADMIRED woman telling me that my experience wasn't valid - that it was just EXACTLY as I had originally (and for years afterward) thought: it WAS my fault, it was NOT any big deal, and - even if I HAD told someone - they wouldn't have believed me anyway. She couldn't have stunned and shamed me any more thoroughly if she had leaned out of the television and spit in my face.
I am FURIOUS with myself for letting this affect me this way. Why in the world would I give her that kind of power over me??? It makes NO sense at all. She is also in a commercial that is running right now. The first several times (after the comment) that she came on in the commercial, I actually burst into tears when I saw her (and I am NOT a crier) because I was so embarrassed and ashamed. It freaked me out!!! I don't cry. I. Do. Not. Cry. And I am crying because this woman - who means nothing to me - has make a thoughtless comment about something that has nothing to do with me???????? puh-leeeeze... get serious. That is just simply not rational. I was an ER nurse for goodness sake... I do NOT get 'flapped'!! (yeah... right...)
But now, every time I see her face, or even think about her, I feel this overwhelming sense of shame... like she is reaching into my heart - into the tiny little part of me where I kept myself sane and safe knowing, KNOWING, that I had moved forward - and she is saying, "See? It really wasn't what you thought it was, and it didn't mean a thing."
I feel like my skin has been ripped away - like my safety and protection has been shattered. My sacred, tiny little safe haven where nobody could touch me... she has ripped it out of me and held it up to the whole world as a lie. How irrational is that?? I am having flashbacks and nightmares. I don't feel safe anywhere. And, yet, I am ENRAGED with myself for letting this stupid thing affect me this way.
I feel like I am going crazy.
I just needed to tell somebody.
Thank you for taking the time to listen.