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General Discussion / When is it abuse?
« on: December 08, 2019, 11:27:14 AM »
I am sorry if this is in the wrong section.

*Trigger warning: questions about emotional abuse*
I have been wondering something lately. When does a behaviour constitute as abuse? Is it only when it is intentional behaviour?  Or can it also be part of unintended behaviour?

I am currently going through a tough time with my ex. We are moving apart after 4 years of having been broken up. (It's a long story). The other day we had another long conversation about the past. He said alot of hurtful things, and I don't know how to deal with it. He accused me with making him feel worthless at times, and that he is scared of me now that I will explode in anger at him for something he hasn't done. That I am untrustworthy because I didn't tell him the whole story of why I broke up with him.

I feel that this is a little unfair. I know I have worked really hard to try and build him up. I have given him compliments after compliments of what I think he is and does that makes him worthy. I have told him time and time again that he is worthy. I know I have been angry, and some of it most likely unjustly directed at him, but some of it was due to his behaviour.  And the reason why I didn't tell him I had been r* again.. was because I couldn't. I couldn't say the word, I couldn't admit it to myself. It was too much.

At one point he asked me why did I want to be with him, when I knew I had mental illness. Why would I bring that into his life. I took it as a genuine question, but my friend told me that was ice cold and mean thing to say. I didn't know that I had cptsd when I became his girlfriend. I only knew about the chronic depression, anxiety and PD. And i had told him about it. I did warn him.

My ex said that he now feels so worthless, and he doesn't know if that is my fault or not.  And after that long conversation I broke completely down. And he started comforting me, and I saw a glimpse of the man that I did fall in love with soon a decade ago.

My friend says that kind of behaviour, breaking someone down only then to come to their rescue is somewhat abusive behaviour.

But I am so scared now that I have infact been emotionally abusive towards my ex. That has NEVER been my intention. I wanted nothing but the best for him. I still do, I just don't want to be in that equation with him.

And this all leaves me very confused.

When does * behaviour turn into abusive? When someone else would just react with " that's an $-5&#" to the same treatment that would leave me emotionally incapacitated?

Dating; Marriage/Divorce; In-Laws / Relationship dilemma: thoughts wanted
« on: September 13, 2019, 07:45:33 AM »
I live together with my ex. I broke up roughly 4 years ago, yet we have continued to live together for many reasons. But mainly due to money and the unwillingness of wanting to let completely go.

I told him I need to move out soon. We are just fighting or bickering. Neither can truly move on and work towards being the best us we can be as long as we live the way we do right now.

A few days ago we had another talk about it. Quite a few things were said and I learned alot of new things I hadn't known. He gave up his education for me ( which I had no idea. And I wouldn't have let him do so if I had known at the time. I see education as very important).

But now I am wondering if I am making the right choice. I am seeing a semblance of the man I fell for, not the boy he became since. I wonder if I gave up too soon. If I didn't tell him the truth soon enough.
He says that when we move apart we have to cut contact completey. It will be too hard on him to keep seeing me, or being in contact with me. And although I understand that, I didn't expect it. And I keep crying myself into panic attacks after panic attacks.

I don't know if I should tell him all the things I would need for him to do and change if I were to give him a second chance. The problem is too.. I don't event know if it would work. I don't know if it would be enough. Because it's not just him, it's my past. It's me. And I am not sure if asking him to change for me would be fair when I don't even know if it would work.
I generally believe too, that people should change if they want to, not because other people are telling them to.
But am I taking away his choice for choosing to change or not if I don't let him know?

A friend of mine says no, she says he is an adult he can figure that out on his own. But just because he is an adult that doesn't mean he is a mind reader. I know I definitely am not one.

Or am I just being selfish? And scared?

Depression / Blood work correlation to depression?
« on: August 15, 2019, 01:27:44 AM »
It's 0300 where I am at. I'm usually not awake at this hour, but my head was drowning in thoughts.

My GP asked me today if I would consider medication for depression. I said no. The side effect risks are too high. I don't want to risk them.
But then, just now I had a thought. I also got my b12 injection today and although things aren't good... It's been a better day. So I wonder;

Could one become more vulnerable to a round of depression if one is low (or too high) in some of the various vitamins, minerals or other traceable things we got going on on the inside?
I do know that lack of vitamin D and Bs can cause problems for mental health. But is there things one can check for and then prevent the vulnerability?

It's 3 in the morning so I am not sure if this is making any sense. I sent my GP a message hopefully she'll get back to me before the weekend

Having an Exceptionally Difficult Day / Having a bad time
« on: July 11, 2019, 06:58:28 PM »
I'm stuck in an EF, I suppose. It hurts so bad, it's not just one of them, it's all of them at the same time. It's too much.
The urge to do something stupid is high, but so far I'm fighting it.

Dating; Marriage/Divorce; In-Laws / Considering dating (TW)
« on: February 07, 2019, 05:44:14 PM »
I am considering starting to date again this year. I say again, but truth is I've never dated.  My first relationship was sexually abusive and I never unlearned or recovered from that.

I would like to not be alone, but I dread physical contact. I don't understand how people who have suffered SA and R Are able to learn to like,/enjoy/love sex again, how can I do this?

Books & Articles / Books about boundaries?
« on: January 28, 2019, 06:26:00 AM »
Hi! I tried to search and I didn't find anything on this page.  So I hope it's okay I just ask it here.
Does anyone have a book they recommend which is about learning to set boundaries? I thought there'd be loads out there, but everytime I search it's the same one that pops up. It's either the one that is written by some christian psychologists and where the reviews say they quote the scripture at every possible time - that's not for me. And the other one is written by someone who's a trained mental health professional - I don't even know what that means... And I would like it written by a psychologist, researcher, or something like that.

Letters of Recovery / To: Lady S (Eating Disorder support lady)
« on: January 27, 2019, 08:40:35 PM »
To S,

In our last meeting you were giving me suggestions on what things I could add to my breakfast to make me feel fuller for a longer period. You gave me a few suggestions that I said no to, after which a point you told me in a direct, but also rather harsh tone, that if I kept saying no, then you wouldn't want to try and come up with more suggestions.

I do recognize that it can be frustrating and difficult when someone is shooting down almost all of your suggestions, and I am sorry to be the source of your frustration. However, I also do come to you because I do have a problem with food. It does appear to me that you believe my problem is mainly over-eating, perhaps that is because I look a certain way and because I talk more about my frustration about feeling that I eat too much more than talking about being afraid of eating.  I have said before that my diagnosis isn't "binge-eating disorder", it is "mixed eating disorder", and I do need you to recognize that in order for us to work together.  However, I am digressing off topic slightly.

I know, as you do, that eating disorder is often develloped as a symptom or a coping mechanism for other underlying problems that are harder to deal with, or perhaps as a result of not having enough healthy coping mechanisms to deal with difficult situations, feelings and/or thoughts. And I'm not an exception to this. One of my many struggles are conflicts, and right now I do feel we have one. And I'm not quite sure how to go about it. As a result of your frustration I now don't feel like I can say no to you anymore, even if I disagree with you, and that, I suspect will be counter-intuitive to progress to my health and recovery. I am aware that it is a silly response, that I should be allowed to say when I disagree or when a suggestion doesn't work for me in my life without it escalating to a conflict or being problem for someone else. But there hasn't been alot of room for that in my life, and thus it's become an automatic responce for me to just accept that everyone else is always right and I'm always wrong.


I can't finish this. I'm feeling awful and disgusting and just.. No.

Recovery Journals / Sceal's third journal
« on: January 04, 2019, 09:23:18 PM »
I ended my last journal writing about my first day at my new job. And I forgot to write something incredible important!

I had a goal, I was so terrified before I went in I nearly shat my pants (no joke) but I did it! I followed through. I didn't listen to the anxiety monster.

But more than that I dared to voice my ideal working hours and asked for them. Which is not something that I could have done only a short while ago. And to me, this is huge.

And despite having done both, I continued to challenge myself afterwards and visit a "red-zone" store! And I walked past the "red-zone" busstop.

I did GREAT today.

Letters of Recovery / To Lady T (My Psychologist)
« on: December 29, 2018, 10:55:19 PM »
I was sitting down to write the letter to Lady T that I mentioned in my journal, and I got to the second line and I didn't quite know how to continue. I stopped to think and so many things that I want to say came to mind. And I'm not quite sure if it's to her that I want to say them all, or to the world, or to myself. But, I just need to write them all down and sort it later.

To Lady T,
I was going to write to you about a memory of mine, a very difficult one. And after I had apologized for my awful handwriting and that I had a few words I wanted to say before the memory itself, my mind went everywhere. And I couldn't quite decide upon what I should and want to actually say.

Words are difficult, not only because I'm dyslectic, but because I often find I don't have the right words or that I feel the words doesn't rightly connect with what I'm feeling or intending. I had been struggling, I felt, to describe exactly what I want to say. To prevent it getting lost in translation. More often than not I've experienced being misunderstood. It's unpleasant.

I have worries, concerns and questions about how the next six months will go. I fear I will get bad, and I fear I don't have enough coping mechanisms. I'm not quite sure that's true however. I've been doing poorly before, and I got through that. Yet somehow that doesn't matter. One would think that with all the exposure therapy and the experience and re-experience of going through depressive periods with or without hyperarousal I should be more optimistic or atleast believe in myself that I can get through this too. I am blabbering, I want to believe that I can do it this time. That now I am prepared and ready to talk about all my nightmares. That I am strong enough. And then there's this voice asking me: "Am I being realistic now?", and I don't know.

I am scared. I am scared to fail, because if I fail again - I am not really sure what more to do. I don't know how I am going to just keep going again. I am talking about the gallery, therapy and the surgery - all of it, as well as life in-between. I've used up all my plans. A, to G, I'm on H. I've compromised alot, I've lost alot, I've had to give up on alot. I don't know what else I can give if I fail at this now. And I know, I know, that the pressure of succeeding becomes all the more higher, and makes it all the more difficult for me to actually get past it. And it's moments like this I am worried that I've got what's called "learned helplessness", just waiting for myself to fail so I can point at me and say "There,  I told me - I couldn't do it. And here's the proof". And god I hope not, I hope that's not me.

This is going in a totally different direction than I intended.

So, to back up a little for a moment. I think I want, and need to start talking about my nightmares. I am not sure I will be able to do it without fading away or freezing, or panicking. Maybe I'll end up distansing myself from what's happening - which I understand is a defence mechanism too, but I doubt it'll be particularly helpful to what I am aiming to achieve. I will need help to talk, I'll need to be prompted, because I think we both know I will automatically avoid the topics if I can. Even if I don't notice it myself that's what I'm doing.  But I realise I need to just jump in:

Anxiety (eg General, Social, Panic Attacks) / Scared
« on: December 21, 2018, 11:19:57 PM »
I am not sure if this is in the right place.

My roomie has been going on my nerves so much lately (My roomie is also my ex bf for a few years now). Ive not felt comfortable at home, getting no rest. But today he left to visit his family over the holidays and I am suddenly scared. It's empty and lonely and I am unprotected. I live in the same place as I did when I was in contact with the "sect people" and they know where I live. I haven't seen them for 2 years, I have been ghosting them. I changed my phone number and my social media pages. But I am scared they will come knocking. I have no defence.

I had hoped that I could finally get some rest, get some re-charging and re-focus my mind on what's to come for the next year. Instead I am hiding in my bedroom plagued by old memories, quick flashbacks and the fear there will be a knock on the door. :spooked: :'(

Having an Exceptionally Difficult Day / Crashed
« on: November 23, 2018, 09:13:54 PM »
I crashed this evening. Just slumped down on the floor crying. I was watching a show it had SA involved in it. I just feel so alone.
So disgusting. So dirty and filthy.
I don't know how to overcome this. How to be clean. How to recover..maybe it is in my attitude like it is being suggested. Maybe I am too "comfortable" here because it is familiar. What if that is true?

So disgusting.

Checking Out / Vacation
« on: November 09, 2018, 07:16:50 AM »
I'm going on a vacation for a week.
Sending you all some good vibes

Having an Exceptionally Difficult Day / Lady T is leaving
« on: October 20, 2018, 06:14:10 PM »
My psychologist told me 1.5 week ago she's got a new job. She hadn't told anyone, except her husband, that she had applied for a new job. I don't know what that job is, I couldn't bring myself to ask. I felt the floor went away from underneath me.
She has been my one and constant support in real life. She's been on my side, she's been so patient, she's dragged me up from the mud and crazy paranoia-days that she found me in.
For me, she has been my safety. I have always known she was there. I could call her, I rarely did, but I had the option to. And that meant the whole world to me.
I know she might refer me to some other colleague, and that this new colleague will be just as great. But I think there is a child within me that is deeply struggling with abandonment-issues at the moment. I feel like a child, I don't feel safe. I wasn't really abandoned as a child, so I'm not sure where this is coming from. I feel like these emotions are old and new at the same time. They both belong to me, and they don't.
It's overwhelming, and I feel like giving up at the worst moments of the day.

And it makes me feel bad, because I do have my family and I do have two friends here. But I can't confide in either, I don't trust them at that level, for this kind of stuff. I just don't.

Successes, Progress? / I dared
« on: October 03, 2018, 11:33:51 AM »
On Monday I asked my Lady T about wether I should say yes to meeting a surgeon now, or postpone it. Her response made me scared that she think it's time to end therapy. I was on the fence on how to deal with this fear, if I should wait and see what happens. If I should tell her this is worrying me and ask her what she was actually thinking, get my GP to call her and say she's worried about me.  Or ask her about it after group today.

So I ended up asking her today. It was a spur of the moment desicion. I said that after session on Monday I felt a bit worried. She asked if if was something she said or did, and I was honest and said yes. I told her that I worried she meant the end of treatment now. I told her I was also worried if I should ask her, but that I didn't want it hanging over me now that I'm going abroad. She told me that she had no plans on ending therapy now. And I was hit with a wave of relief. I feel like I can breathe again for the first time since I left her office on Monday.
I also told her I feel like I am not functioning at the moment. It wasn't a topic we went into, since we only had a few minutes. But I told her I am just practicing telling her how I really feel at the moment. She appreciated that.

But it was so nice, to be able to actually use my words. I feel, and I hope the people around me agrees, that I have become better at using words.

So today I am acknowledging my success!

I rarely have 3 panic attacks/anxiety attacks in one day. Usually they are either prolongued never ending, or I remove myself completely from the trigger and refuse to come out of my hidey-hole until it's safe. But yesterday I had 3 in one day. I had one major one which I don't know how long I was fighting, because it started while I was blacked out (dissociating strongly), I just recall someone helping me out of it.

Normally when I have anxiety attacks I'm so worn out I sleep well during the night, but I kept waking up, I'm not sure if I was ever deep asleep to be honest. But I started getting pain in my legs which also kept waking me up. And by the time I was so much awake sleep wasn't going to come back, the pain was more intense. It's in my shins, so it feels like a intense case of shin splits in both my legs. My lower back, my * and my hip are also somewhat aching, but nothing compared to my shins.

I do struggle with alot of inflammation, I have a chronic low-grade inflammation in my body due to PCOS. But I can't remember having experienced this before, I do believe it's because of the anxiety attacks (unless, of course I did something I've no recollection of while being blacked out), but I'm not sure. I was wondering if anyone else have had such physical reactions after a panic attack or two?
I do have tense and tight muscles after alot of anxiety, but this is worse. I can barely walk.

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