Okay, I’m going to begin with my story now, this will be long and I don’t know if I’ll get it done in one sitting.
I’m thinking later I can copy it from the blog here to a story page and if anyone has an experience they’d like to share they can put it in the comments below and I can copy it over to the page as well.
I’m in my mid-40’s, suffered with anxieties and depression nearly my whole life, but starting young I buried the problems inside me, put the fake smile on my face, and plowed my way through life. A couple of years ago was a breaking point for me, I no longer had the stamina and strength of youth so dealing with my mental health and the stress of a high position at work was no longer viable. I left my position of over twenty years.
Here’s a few PTSDish memes to help explain what we go through and feel:
Okay, for the most part I have this site set up for use and getting close to telling my story and hopefully encourage others to as well.
But as many that may understand the hurt and pain I went through in my story, many will not if they do not understand empathy and PTSD. The people that think we should “tough it up” and “get over it”. They don’t understand being hyper-sensitive and having a brain wired to NEVER forget trauma and the situation(s) related to it. People with this mindset will likely not understand the level of distraught brought upon me by my abusive therapist.
So, in this post I’ll link to a couple of articles that hopefully some will gain some insight as to what it’s like to be an empath and to understand PTSD.