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Mine? Mine? I’m the one that’s been rocking back and forth on my bedroom for months and spent Christmas Day alone. My empathy? I just don’t want to a civilian soldier that ex army members have manipulated me into. That would be nice. Or my flashbacks of my childhood traumas. Thank you very much.
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They intentionally re-triggered my CPTSD. It was out of malice. Imagine being someone who’s only ever reacted against the people who have hurt her in writing and words, because Ernest Hemingway is the only person who understands how I feel and I always follow his advice. He knew. We both knew. That would be fantastic.
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I’ve just made two organisations in England sit there and say “Oh no.” We’ve destroyed her. I don’t know what evidence Highland Council want. But I think England mental health team called the mental health team in Scotland and said she has CPTSD. You think? And no case for me because you thought quick put…
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A few years ago, my previous social worker from the NHS England CMHT said “Are you sure you want to be with someone who’s emotionally unavailable?” I always wondered why they asked that question. Yes, I liked to be avoidant in my relationship. It was a 6 year relationship. I haven’t been able to connect…
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Complex PTSD I’ll be needing a brain transplant at this rate.
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Surviving is weakness. It tears at your soul, at your vulnerability. It shatters the core essence of who you are. Like broken pieces of glass I wish I could move somewhere peaceful, have an isolated room, write fiction books. I don’t feel happy, nor sad. I feel like I’m stuck. Amazingly, seeing how my brain…
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You see, institutions try and break us down. Dissociative PTSD is the worst. I have it alongside my CPTSD. But when you have the highest level of PTSD on no medication (because I haven’t picked it up yet due to pain because I have physical ailments), you pray and hope Carl Jung’s theories are correct.…
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I mean, it couldn’t get any worse than this could it?
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I can feel myself fading. For a 33 year old it feels like my life is over before it’s even begun. I only have my writing to keep me whole. Sometimes I wish institutions didn’t slice away at our scars, trigger our internal battles, and cause us to suffer even more. I had the ambulance…
CPTSD/Disorders of extreme stress not otherwise specified 