Hello!
I think I've only posted once here, but I relate to this post. For me, invalidation is part of what the whole trauma was about because I couldn't somehow explain what was going on in a way that others could understand - that's what I think happened, or else maybe nobody actually cared. I can't bear the thought of that, and actually I think it's more the first. So anyway I just stopped trying to communicate, and I started trying to pretend everything was okay - and that ended up with me in total isolation, scared of everybody because it was too hard to keep up the act.
So I have been triggered really badly by casual comment about a week ago - a comment I know wasn't as bad as the way it felt to me, but led me back somehow into that whole feeling again. I tried to explain it to a friend who didn't really get it, just said, just stop thinking about it, but I said to her, it's not like that though, it's like a whole other reality. I don't feel like me, I feel like a dirty ashamed child.
It's so weird! It happened another time when I was following a friend in an ambulance to a hospital and stopped to get some cigarettes. I still had my pyjamas on under a coat, and I tried to explain to him why that was but I couldn't talk properly, and he looked at me in a weird way and said, "We get a lot of that here."
Again, I went back into that horrible feeling. And the horrible feeling lasts for days, it's been a week this time. Feeling scared and alone, guilty and ashamed - dirty. Very frightened of other people and expecting to be abused or spat on at any moment.
And it makes me despair. It's been five years now, and I keep feeling like I'm getting better, and then I end up like this again!
Argh! There must be some kind of way out of here (Jimi seems to know about this feeling)