When I began to seriously address my dysfunctions the professional diagnosis I received included PTSD. Having thought post traumatic stress disorder came from witnessing the horror of war or something similarly awful and horrible, I had no previous idea it could apply to me. In my young years there was physical abuse mostly encountered through inappropriate punishment and covert sexual abuse from witnessing what I was far to young to see and hear. Certainly those things manifested negatively within, but my PTSD comes from different sources. While accented by a few specific events, my post traumatic stress disorder comes primarily from consistent and outright childhood neglect, constant fear of abandonment and a general lack of worth. I am not alone. Substantiated PTSD with origins in childhood have been shown statistically to come from psychological abuse (7%), sexual abuse (10%), physical abuse (18%) and from neglect (65%). There is no dishonor of any sort in being F’ed up and working to get getter. Shame only exists in being F’ed up and staying in that straight-jacket of dysfunction.
If you don’t like something change it;
if you can’t change it,
change the way you think about it.