I didn’t want to admit that I had PTSD. It was in a long list of things that I denied to myself. Much like the abuse I endured, I pushed the thoughts away. Acknowledging that I have PTSD would have meant acknowledging childhood trauma. Now, I no longer deny myself my truth.
Falling Upon the Sword of Self-Awareness
My husband recently asked me how I seemingly did not continue the dysfunction and abuse cycle that I grew up in my future relationships. It was and still is an excellent question. Why indeed? I thought for a moment and gave the answer that I thought was the most accurate.