Hello all, I feel so alone and I just really really need some kind words of help with two things.
I am back at my partner's family home, which coincidentally is in the same town where my ex-abuser lives. I have been dissociating all Thanksgiving break and my heart is pounding non-stop. I feel like I am making it up because sometimes when we come here I feel okay, but this time it is really hitting me hard. I can't seem to focus, or even engage in conversation. I know I must be acing and seeming so strange to them, but I can't even seem to interact with myself normally, let alone them, right now.
On top of that, they are really well off people. I have nothing against rich people, but it can be really upsetting when they keep going on and on about stories of being graduate students and "living hand to mouth" on their student stipend with their millionaire parents support to fall back on. They keep talking about "having to eat chicken instead of beef" like it is some sort of horrible trauma. I am trying so hard to be nice, and just be silent, but they keep going on about how they were poor and all I want to scream is that I literally grew up in a house where I starved all the time because we couldn't afford food. I don't understand how they can live on such a different planet. I never talk about my childhood because it is so depressing, and I certainly don't talk about my previous relationship with a sexually and physically abusive person in this town. So, I know I can't expect them to understand me. But, they seem so beyond reach I don't even know if it would be worth it to disclose anything.
My fiancé is really busy and is having a hard time being here for me right now, so here I sit in the living room half dissociated and ready to scream/cry/cut myself. Does or has anyone else been through this and if so, how do you cope?
Here's hoping your thanksgivings are a little better
I am back at my partner's family home, which coincidentally is in the same town where my ex-abuser lives. I have been dissociating all Thanksgiving break and my heart is pounding non-stop. I feel like I am making it up because sometimes when we come here I feel okay, but this time it is really hitting me hard. I can't seem to focus, or even engage in conversation. I know I must be acing and seeming so strange to them, but I can't even seem to interact with myself normally, let alone them, right now.
On top of that, they are really well off people. I have nothing against rich people, but it can be really upsetting when they keep going on and on about stories of being graduate students and "living hand to mouth" on their student stipend with their millionaire parents support to fall back on. They keep talking about "having to eat chicken instead of beef" like it is some sort of horrible trauma. I am trying so hard to be nice, and just be silent, but they keep going on about how they were poor and all I want to scream is that I literally grew up in a house where I starved all the time because we couldn't afford food. I don't understand how they can live on such a different planet. I never talk about my childhood because it is so depressing, and I certainly don't talk about my previous relationship with a sexually and physically abusive person in this town. So, I know I can't expect them to understand me. But, they seem so beyond reach I don't even know if it would be worth it to disclose anything.
My fiancé is really busy and is having a hard time being here for me right now, so here I sit in the living room half dissociated and ready to scream/cry/cut myself. Does or has anyone else been through this and if so, how do you cope?
Here's hoping your thanksgivings are a little better