I left an extremely emotionally abusive five year relationship sixteen
months ago and I feel like I have done everything I'm supposed to do, in
terms of cutting all contact with the abuser and never seeing anything
to do with him again, but I am stil...
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I left an extremely emotionally abusive five year relationship sixteen
months ago and I feel like I have done everything I'm supposed to do, in
terms of cutting all contact with the abuser and never seeing anything
to do with him again, but I am still having regular flashbacks to
episodes of abuse, almost constant rumination about everything that
happened, often intense feelings of depression and worthlessness, and
frequent feelings of disassociation where everything suddenly seems
alien and strange. I'm literally never happy. I haven't been happy at
all in the past sixteen months. Even though the relationship was highly
abusive, it was somehow easier dealing with the intensity of the abuse
than it has been dealing with the flashbacks and trying to process
everything in retrospect. During the abuse, there is so much adrenaline
and you are reacting in the moment, there is seemingly no time to really
digest what is happening, and the abuse was almost non-stop for all
those years, there was never a moment where I had space to truly reflect
or escape the intensity of it, and perhaps that's why I'm still trapped
in PTSD sixteen months later. I've recently started therapy as well, but
it's honestly been triggering. I avoid most triggers as best I can. More
subtle triggers are hard to avoid and can spark a flashback before I
know it, but anything directly related to the abuser I try to avoid. I
just feel like it's taken over my life. I don't feel free of the abuser.
I don't know what I'm doing wrong to not be able to get over it. I've
poured myself into my passions, my art, travel, improving myself, but at
the same time I'm completely numb when it comes to meeting people -- I
can't stand the idea of a new relationship or intimacy with anyone ever
again, it just makes me feel terrified and sick. My future feels empty
and bleak in that sense. I have zero desire or interest in being with
anyone, ever, because I now have a deep distrust of men that I can't
shake. I'm so tired of flashbacks, they are so real that it's like time
travel, suddenly I'm right back in the moment and it's fresh and I can
hear his voice as if he's speaking to me directly again, saying terrible
things, and all the intricacies of the abuse, the way I was objectified
and used and reduced to nothing. I don't remember how it feels to be
happy.