Years ago I was diagnosed with PTSD, and I didn't believe it. After finding out that both my Dad, and Sister were narcissists it took me two years to find out I have CPTSD, not PTSD. My Dad was also an alcoholic. He was very abusive, verbally, and physically. My sister was his golden child, and I was his scapegoat. I grew up listening to my Dad screaming at my Mom, and sometimes beating her up. After I got so old it was my turn. My Dad died in 2008, and my sister committed suicide in October 2017. In stead of feeling relief that they can no longer harm me, I feel guilt. It's time to heal. I'm 61, and have had a horrible life because I could never let go of the childhood trauma.