It’s my dad.
I have dated narcissists, psychopaths, whatever you want to call them.
But I’ve been analysing them, for a very long time. Looking at why they are the way they are. To find solutions. To heal them in some way. To prevent further pain to society.
They’re scared of me.
Now I find a major trauma therapist as NHS Highland refused me to see if I can become the woman I was never able to become and have a chance at healing and survival.
See when you’ve been emotionally abused since birth by a Henry VIII, of course my CPTSD levels and PTSD levels will be off the scale.
As I said, my trauma childhood paperwork is 800 pages long.
I mean, the mental health team couldn’t identify CPTSD?
Hmm. A bit strange. Considering my history.

And now I have PTSD untreated PTSD that has lead to a double whammy of CPTSD.
Trauma trauma trauma.
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