How I learned that I have CPTSD and what I did to make my life bearable
This is where a trauma survivor is most vulnerable: we don't understand that discomfort is wrong.
We should NOT feel bad, it's not normal. I may not be good at standing up for myself, but I definitely have enough spirit to say "Thank you, let me think about it" and simply not-do what does not feel good.
It's OK not to do what hurts me. It's normal and right. I am crying while typing this, thinking of all the choices I made in the years when I did not know this.
So, just as in everyday life, stick with people who want to know what you think or feel, who let you ask questions in a way that works for you. Avoid people who tell you, unprompted, what you should do and give slimy answers to simple questions.
I'm not a therapist. I'm not healed. I sell neither hopes nor promises
I'm someone with CPTSD who hated himself and then slowly learned to forgive himself and others.
This website is planned as a record of what worked for me and what did not. See if anything here makes your life easier.
If you're here after googling "why can't I just be like everyone else" - I am you.