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I lashed out on my sister while we were on the phone.
My sister, left me a voicemail yesterday. I didnt call her back. I texted her and told her I heard her voicemail. She wanted to talk. When I talked( via text), i told her how I felt. I was angry.
She also went through a lot of similar things that I did, but her personality is much more different from mine. Reality of this text-phone conversation blow up was that: it triggered me when she was just texting certain things like if it's nothing. The therapist, I saw for about a month( terminated insurance) told me that everybody has a stronger or weaker resilience, depending what happens and the circumstances.
She went through PTSD herself but I am still sure she still shows symptoms of it: avoidance of ppl and places.
I just blew up after she hung up on me. My reaction surprised me, even though it shouldnt. I shouldnt be surprised. I am just not the same person I used to be and the way that she reacted to my reaction made me feel like if I am the bad guy; the bad one who shouldnt. It only makes me feel more gulity and ashamed. We used to be really close at home and the fact that I have no one at home to really support me or understand me... makes me feel the way I do. Home relationships are the ones that get the most strain... I don't need to feel it more from her.
It bothers me that my reactions bothers me sometimes, if that makes any sense. I can't express my true emotions. I can't open my arms and and kiss my family. I just can't. And the fact that her reactions made me feel upset made me upset. I know my family doesn't want to admit it, but I acknowledge my symptoms, my pains, and hurts. Why can't others accept theirs and really face it?
If it didnt surprise God that I was going to react my way, why should I?
My sister, left me a voicemail yesterday. I didnt call her back. I texted her and told her I heard her voicemail. She wanted to talk. When I talked( via text), i told her how I felt. I was angry.
She also went through a lot of similar things that I did, but her personality is much more different from mine. Reality of this text-phone conversation blow up was that: it triggered me when she was just texting certain things like if it's nothing. The therapist, I saw for about a month( terminated insurance) told me that everybody has a stronger or weaker resilience, depending what happens and the circumstances.
She went through PTSD herself but I am still sure she still shows symptoms of it: avoidance of ppl and places.
I just blew up after she hung up on me. My reaction surprised me, even though it shouldnt. I shouldnt be surprised. I am just not the same person I used to be and the way that she reacted to my reaction made me feel like if I am the bad guy; the bad one who shouldnt. It only makes me feel more gulity and ashamed. We used to be really close at home and the fact that I have no one at home to really support me or understand me... makes me feel the way I do. Home relationships are the ones that get the most strain... I don't need to feel it more from her.
It bothers me that my reactions bothers me sometimes, if that makes any sense. I can't express my true emotions. I can't open my arms and and kiss my family. I just can't. And the fact that her reactions made me feel upset made me upset. I know my family doesn't want to admit it, but I acknowledge my symptoms, my pains, and hurts. Why can't others accept theirs and really face it?
If it didnt surprise God that I was going to react my way, why should I?
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Expressing emotions wasnt in our family either. It should be a work in progress especially in families, going through traumas, then healing as a family, I am sure it causes more time to heal, if we are left to feel alone and abandoned . Some feel that since they got over a particular incident everyone else should too when it can be a hurdle we cant seem to jump ourselves. When I hear the phrase "thats in the past forget it" it really upsets me, its just not that easy. I think your sister is not considering your feelings and what you are going through. I get upset at my own reactions too, unable to be open with my family adds to the other turmoil I'm already tackeling then I ask myself why am I doing this, there has to be a reason.
Also, your sister reminds me of my sister in a sense.
She once told me like about 2 months ago that she also experienced what I was experiencing. She never showed it or told me about it before. I understood what she was saying. But when I was telling her about my experience, it was like she understood but went over it, do u understand? Like" it's all about bitterness and forgiveness...: She didnt say much about it. It wasnt much comfort to me. She has a different way of handling things... I guess it's harder for me because I don't deal and cope like she does. It's very confusing and frustrating. I don't know where you are in your healing recovery, but I am just starting and it already feels like a hell.
Stella2011, wow! I am sorry. Your own family set the whole abuse from the start. I can't relate to that but I can relate to you as a person. We touch a lot of ground in the same feelings. Your T told you you are the most "normal" for dealing with them... my mom is the opposite. She guessed what I was doing when I went these last 2 weeks for an interview for a clinical study on PTSD, and she was completely insensitive about it. She said" don't tell you are going for ppl who have mental problems?" - that explains it all.
That's actually the same relationship my sister has with my mom. Not that much contact and no touching the subject of the past, the guilt and pointed finger comes back. I wonder, what does it take for someone to see their mistakes? Why does it take heartache and pain to break the family and yet, not see their own downfall? It's no fun feeling guilty, ashamed, and depressed and then your own family members don't help you at all. In fact, it's worse when they themselves are affected and don't even notice it....
I am the 5th of 11 children, all dragged and scarred by the same set of circumstances. None of us have identical responses in dealing with the PTSD of it all. Not even when we imitate each other's solutions. Several of my siblings crawled into bottles. Each has their own, distinct flavor of alcoholism. Several built walk in medicine closets with the medical network to support it. Each has different specialists with important diffs in the medical degrees. Some of us rolled away from the family tree in search of new solutions. I am one of those and I don't even know where to find the others who also rolled away.
The moral of the story supports that suggestion that PTSD really does manifest differently for each and every victim it claims.
I do believe the one need we have in common is gentleness. Go easy on yourself. It is okay to be merely human.
My approach to attempt to overcome an invalidating family was to try and "be something", "be someone", actualize myself. I spent decades pursuing (and to some extent achieving) extraordinary attainment, and developing myself into a distinct individual.
My families reaction, which has been mirrored by many others I have crossed paths with, am now viewed as even more of an outsider, even less accepted than before.
There is a saying, "the nail that sticks out gets hammered down". Sometimes I think that's how society keeps itself feeling secure.
Sorry if this response is not upbeat, am feeling unusually cynical today. Just wanted to make the point that it's not only about not meeting expectations of decorum and being mild mannered, its about fairly pervasive expectations of conformity.
I AM A VICTOM OF ABUSE, AND IT WAS BEAT INTO ME TO ALWAYS TELL THE TRUTH. SO I CANNOT FIGURE OUT HOW SOMEONE CAN MAKE OTHERS BELIEVE THINGS THAT ARE TRUE. DO YOU HAVE THIS SAME PROBLEM WITH YOUR SISTER?
IT SUPPOSE TO SAY
THINGS THAT ARE NOT TRUE
Letitbe3, i agree with your point of view. Though my family(immediate) doesn't say much, i know that my mom and brother always view me as someone who goes against their ideology of what it means to be a good daughter and sister. I feel as if no matter what I will do, it will always be wrong and insufficient in their eyes. Its bothersome. Since what they see of me is not what they like and always make me feel that way, what I value personally is not their liking.
dsgjan54, my sister is not exactly like that. She doesn't spread things about me that are not true. I take the stand also with you: " I am a victim of abuse". It was never beaten into me to always tell the truth; I learned along the way in life that telling the truth is better than lying. The guilt of always telling the truth comes from the fact that my mother always question what I say, undermining my words and making me feel, unconsciously, that telling the truth is wrong.
My sister doesn't realize her perception of expressing yourself should not include getting mad and feeling angry. She never showed her anger and my problem is I do and its been the worst side of me. She may have never showed it; maybe she didn't deal with it the way I have. People have a way of showing and covering up PTSD... that if they don't react the way the person does, that person needs to calm down. Telling someone who is hurt and traumatized to calm down is like trying to tell a baby to be quiet when they are teething... come on, really?