Today is actually the first day I feel okay! Since the whole lockdown thing, for like 3 and half weeks, I’ve had nothing but flashbacks and emotional flashbacks. It’s horrible! I would never dream my worst enemy to have.
Having a flashback feels like you’ve gone back in time reliving that traumatic moment. Even tho right now, you know you’re fine, you know you feel safe. But your brain is like “heyy remember this tragic moment... yeahh relive that shit” then it just puts you into this wirl wind of emotion.
Emotional flashbacks are having that emotion you felt that was so traumatic, that you feel like you’re living through it again and it feels real. It’s strange because you know, that emotion is no longer there, you know now that you are safe, but your brain tells you other wise.
I did do a Facebook post about this and it goes into detail. I haven’t found it yet, but once I do, I will post it on here. It just gives you a bigger insight on what having flashbacks is like. Even from a car crash (you can get PTSD from a car crash) or a really bad break up, you can get flashbacks of them.
Every persons pain is different, that’s why some people can handle a car crash and some people can’t. When my dad told me stories of his war missions, I know I couldn’t handle it, but he could. Everyone is different.
From my experience and talking to different people, also with the stigma of CPTSD; it doesn’t come from wars or being imprisoned. It comes from rape, abuse (from partners to family), work places, stalking, harassment and the list goes on. With CPTSD it’s not just one incident, it’s from multiple, it takes years and years of therapy to get over. Even then, that person isn’t over everything completely, but they can move on. PTSD is one tragic event and you can get over it, some people need therapy, some people don’t. I found out from my doctor when I thought I wasn’t autistic, he said “you have CPTSD. PTSD is when you get over it in a few years from one tragic event. CPTSD takes a long time and with therapy with the right therapist, that’s when you move on.” I thought, wow, he knew me.
Just thought this little information will help
