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i highly doubt anyone will be able to relate to my story, and i'm okay with that, because i wouldn't wish it on anybody. suffering in silence has been absolutely horrible for my mental health and despite my crippling fear of being ridiculed for the details of my story, i think it would help me to get it out there.
i won't go into too much detail (i dont think im ready for that) but i'll give the basics.
a little over a year ago, as i was getting off work i got a text from my fiance saying he had been raped. it absolutely broke me. i can still barely function. i developed ptsd and my life has been falling apart ever since. i haven't shared the details of this with anybody in my life because i'm so embarrassed that i developed ptsd from someone else's trauma. i feel like im being overdramatic and i have no right to be upset or to have developed ptsd but its all i can think about. everything reminds me of that horrible night and its debilitating.
wanna know the real kicker, though? it wasn't real. he was on an intense bender due to alcoholism and hallucinated the entire thing.
so not only have i developed ptsd from someone else's trauma... i developed it from someone else's imagined trauma. and even with that knowledge that it wasnt real, it still haunts me. i dont know what to do or where to turn. i feel like i dont belong in any sort of support spaces because of the unique nature of my situation. what would you even classify this shit as? i sure as hell dont know what to call it. sexual trauma? not really, nothing sexual happened to me. secondhand trauma, maybe? i dont know. all i know is that its killing me.
im tired of suffering in silence. though im terrified of what people might think i feel like i desperately need my story to be heard. so to anyone thats read so far, thank you for reading. i really doubt anyone can relate to this but if somehow this isnt a 1 in 7 billion experience, feel free to reach out.
thanks for reading.
i won't go into too much detail (i dont think im ready for that) but i'll give the basics.
a little over a year ago, as i was getting off work i got a text from my fiance saying he had been raped. it absolutely broke me. i can still barely function. i developed ptsd and my life has been falling apart ever since. i haven't shared the details of this with anybody in my life because i'm so embarrassed that i developed ptsd from someone else's trauma. i feel like im being overdramatic and i have no right to be upset or to have developed ptsd but its all i can think about. everything reminds me of that horrible night and its debilitating.
wanna know the real kicker, though? it wasn't real. he was on an intense bender due to alcoholism and hallucinated the entire thing.
so not only have i developed ptsd from someone else's trauma... i developed it from someone else's imagined trauma. and even with that knowledge that it wasnt real, it still haunts me. i dont know what to do or where to turn. i feel like i dont belong in any sort of support spaces because of the unique nature of my situation. what would you even classify this shit as? i sure as hell dont know what to call it. sexual trauma? not really, nothing sexual happened to me. secondhand trauma, maybe? i dont know. all i know is that its killing me.
im tired of suffering in silence. though im terrified of what people might think i feel like i desperately need my story to be heard. so to anyone thats read so far, thank you for reading. i really doubt anyone can relate to this but if somehow this isnt a 1 in 7 billion experience, feel free to reach out.
thanks for reading.
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