I was hanging up my husband's clothes the other day and I had a panic attack. The feeling of that damn plastic hanger sends my anxiety through the roof. It also makes my night terrors worse :( I haven't been able to shake this feeling.
Whenever I try to vent to my family or friends I always get told to "Stop living in the past" I wish they understood that I was mentally, physically and emotionally abused for 26 years. But they could careless, they don't believe it was all that bad because my mom put on a front. Ugh they make me so angry and upset that they don't think PTSD is a real condition because I wasn't in the military.
Whenever I try to vent to my family or friends I always get told to "Stop living in the past" I wish they understood that I was mentally, physically and emotionally abused for 26 years. But they could careless, they don't believe it was all that bad because my mom put on a front. Ugh they make me so angry and upset that they don't think PTSD is a real condition because I wasn't in the military.