Mental or Physical Abuse…..

180406_150633308328328_984665_nAbuse comes in many forms – mainly physical ( the most spoken about) or mental. My life has covered both kinds, from sexual, physical and mental abuse. I’ve been blessed it never turned me to drugs or alcohol or behavioural issues.

As humans we all cope with trauma in different ways. My way was to bury my trauma and problems and move on. At the time I never knew how unhealthy this could be. We can only hold pain and trauma for so long.

Mine eventually came to light  just before I hit my 50th birthday. How ironic I was embarking on a life finally for myself, since both of my amazing children were grown. However little did I know that  finally no longer living in a state of fear would be the perfect time for my subconscious to let all my trauma be released. I never got the choice if I wanted it to or not ,suddenly I was crying daily for nothing, seeing demons everywhere and constant nightmares. Being a logical person. I first put this down to medication I was taking, so I discontinued the medication; still no improvement. Was I going crazy what the hell was happening to me, why couldn’t I control my emotions? I have always been strong and could control what ever was thrown at me … but this – how the hell can you control something you can’t understand?

O.K… maybe I was menopausal – so I began HRT – nothing, no improvement!!!

I’d had therapy a few months before for anxiety attacks with Spinning World and was diagnosed with P.T.S.D. The therapist had referred me to R.A.S.A – an awesome therapy and support for sexual abuse victims. It was so long ago I had forgotten about it, until the day I got the call they would start therapy with me. Little did I know this would unlock the door to all the anguish and pain I had suffered in my life – beginning from my sexual abuse I had suffered as a child from a close family friend. The death of my husband, who I never had the chance to mourn, the death of my Grandma, who I never got to say goodbye too, as I was trapped in Saudi, the death of my best friend who also had cancer, but left on holiday, as she didn’t want me to know she was dying and I never saw her again. Physical abuse from my brother in law, and mental abuse from my husbands family on a daily basis. being stalked and  people paid to spy and report back to my husbands  family. The attempt to take my children from me and steal my home, and the realisation that I may never  see my friends and family and my country again.

It didn’t make sense – it was so long ago why on earth was it now affecting me?? The therapist explained I had  spent so much time in flight/ fight  mode living on adrenalin for so long. Now I was finally settled my body had to find away of coping with no longer feeding it adrenalin, which first turned it to anxiety, and then started  bringing  all the pain and trauma out.

I had never felt  so out of control with my feelings as I did at that time, I had spent years avoiding getting  close to people keeping them at arm’s length, but suddenly with this new-found emotion, I began to let people back in, I had so many good friends who helped me, they didn’t shun me or hurt me they  genuinely cared for me; I can never  forget the help and the trust they made me feel once again in other people. I was no longer alone. It was O.K to share troubles, to open yourself up to love and affection. The timing couldn’t of been worse as I’d met a lovely man and now all this!

I finally went to my doctor on the advice of my therapist,. Upon assessment by the therapist it was found I was suffering from not only P.T.S.D but depression. What?????  I  was a happy person except for these past few months, however I was to learn that depression isn’t shown through sadness but lots of other different ways

My doctor decided to trial me on Sertraline 50mg.  I had always been against medication, preferring the  natural route, but I couldn’t carry on like this any more. I  have been  very blessed to have had no side effects, the dosage has been spot on and I am finally beginning to feel like  a new woman.

It’s been enlightening to  start understanding yourself as a person, we all go through our lives grumbling of  things that truly are minimal in the grand scheme of things. learning your strengths and how to combat your weaknesses, how to love yourself: the saying you must love yourself before anyone else loves you is true. We  live with ourselves until we die, we should love ourselves, care for ourselves and spoil ourselves. We are the most important person in the world and we should ‘Never ‘ forget that. The most powerful and meaningful wordsbi have taken to heart are the words “I AM” because you are anything you want to be , only you have the power!


Author: Shifting Sands

I'm an ordinary girl from Liverpool UK, who had the fortune to travel to a part of the world , that is not ventured to often, full of mystery, and falsehoods, Saudi Arabia; The Magikal Kingdom, a country unlike any other, where life shifts like a grain of sand, and is an unpredictable as the wind itself.

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