Of course traumatic events would tie themselves into mental health challenges, and while talking about domestic violence and emotional abuse deserves its own blog entirely, the Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder is something I’m only starting to come to terms with over a year having passed since concluding all that traumatic business with abusive men. While I’ve alluded to my history with abusive relationships occasionally, it is sometimes very relevant in talking about my mental health.
I’m not sure how to even talk about PTSD yet.
In light of a serious nightmare disorder sparking my search for professional help on this, I’ve only just started to exit the denial part of my journey, but sorting through messy stuff has always started with horrible, confusing poetry for me, so, perhaps sharing this one addressed to the disorder itself is selfish of me because I’m not convinced it’ll be any good to read (I apologize in advance).
But, I would like to share some semblance of an explanation of my experiences grappling with PTSD post-abuse in the safe space of this blog, and perhaps something will resonate with others who struggle with this too. If you relate to my experiences, please feel free to let me know a little bit about how you’ve learned to cope.