Watching TV two comedians joke about wether you tell someone if they have bad breath. My boyfriend asks me if I would tell someone. I don’t wanna make it all about my abusive past so I skip past the details about my mum and brother bullying me when very young about my breath (feel so much shame even thinking about it) and say that I would find it so difficult to hear that I had bad breath. Boyfriend goes on to subtly tell me that recently my breath has been a little stale. I asked if he was saying I had bad breath? He said not normally, just recently and wondered whether it was my chance in diet or something. I felt quite incredulous at first as I’d just told him how difficult this would be. I can’t even remember what order things went in after that, but I told him about my past and felt very upset. He said sorry as he feels he’s out his foot in it again, as this came just a very difficult few days of CPTSD symptoms rising up.
I tried to brush it off despite the absolute swelling feelings of shame, humiliation and self-loathing that erupted but when he went out I just put my head in my hands and cried. Felt like I needed a break from any comments, interpersonal dynamics and especially criticism. Felt like I’d rewatched tipping point. Plucked up the courage to say that I needed to go stay away for the night and explained why. I feel proud that I could do that, as that’s huge progress for me.
Turns out I couldn’t stay away that night (maintenance problems at my flat) and he picked me up. In the shower at his I cried and cried and cried and realised I just felt so damn overwhelmed and simply... stressed out to the max. I decided not to put a name on it. Just stress. Inner critic overload. Brain meltdown. Pure stress. I shared this process with him and he comforted me, again - huge progress for me as I desperately try to thwart the inner and outer critics attempts to isolate me and ruin my relationships. Hard work, eh?
Since then, despite things feeling less stressful, I just can’t get past this feeling that my breath is awful. I mean, I brush at least twice a day, more if I’ve eaten spicy food, and if I’m going out etc. He suggested it might be since staying at his and using a different much lighter more natural aloe toothpaste (been staying here for 2 weeks so far, due to maintenance problems at my place - first time living together).
Despite the logic, and despite trying my hardest to up my breath control by brushing extra and chewing gum I feel so scared to put my face near his. I am having trouble kissing, even as sleeping I kept worrying about my breath. It’s affecting me, him and us. I’m being honest about it, and have explained what’s going on for me as much as I have here.
He says it wasn’t even that bad, he feels so stupid for even saying anything. This morning I woke up and just couldn’t do it, couldn’t kiss, couldn’t connect, despite Being able to last night. I mentioned it was bothering me again and he tried to reassure me, but I just went a bit spaced out and starting having a couple of flashbacks, to a teacher keeping me behind class and kindly talking to me about my personal hygiene and appearance, and a family friend who did similar, helping me understand menstrual hygiene, both indicators that I wasn’t being very well cared for.
My tried to pin me down and kiss me just now and I just burst into tears, pulling my head away from him and feeling that I just can’t bear the thought of him disliking my smell.
I don’t know what to do. I don’t know how to get past it. To become obsessive about my breath feels too much, as it combines with shame. To leave it feels too much, as it leads me to feel like I’m just a dirty filthy thing. I feel so gross. I can’t smell anything bad but my mouth just feels alien to me since the comments. I’m hating my own body and feel at war with my self. I have been trying to reflect my critical thoughts back towards my original abusers and this mainly results in a lot of crying. Helpful in some ways, but quite tiring and also not helping me move past this specific thing which has real current presence.
Is there a way I can normalise these comments, this situation, and guide myself through this?