Then CPTSD hit me like a ton of bricks and I was rejected the one thing that could help me in these difficult moments; trauma therapy.
When you trust too much, when you find that the mental health teams just do not want to help you, you walk away. There’s no malice. There’s no revenge.
You just learn, that they’re only there to tear people down. Not lift them up.
When I’ve been abused in my life and gone running to the mental health teams in the past, I’ll see them for five minutes and they’ll say “sure, we don’t believe you”, then they label that as borderline personality disorder.
I’ve had to endure so much suffering and ptsd attacks, that even my GP surgery didn’t believe me for months until I called them because of a physical issue and I was in a PTSD attack at the time, and their attitude changed. Because I went to the surgery when in a PTSD attack.
I’ve had to sit on my floor for months dealing with this alone.
And that’s made me stronger to be honest.
And less trustful of others.
Avoidant.
I’ll just have to make it through.
Alone. 💕
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