Cptsd-blogger - Sideblog Vent

07/25/2021

i don‘t know how much there is left of me before i disappear completely

how the fuck did i turn into this.

I learn how to live with it

I CAN DO HARD THINGS.

Life is hard, but I'm strong.

Sourced from ‘real depression project’ on Instagram.

[ID: Pictures with white writing on purple backgrounds, first & last pictures are pink writing on purple backgrounds. Words in quotation marks are also pink.

Picture 1; ‘childhood trauma isn’t just the result of being abused. It can also be the result of…’

Picture 2; ‘Being left to “fend for yourself” when you needed safety and security’.

Picture 3; ‘Having your feelings invalidated and denied whenever your sought emotional support’.

Picture 4; ‘Being forced to “self sooth” alone and find escape from your painful reality (eg. Video games)’.

Picture 5; ‘Having to hide your true self because it wasn’t accepted by those you craved to be understood by’.

Picture 6; ‘Having your parents constantly prioritise themselves (or their work) over yourself’.

Picture 7; ‘Feeling like you have to compete/prove yourself to receive the love and attention you sought’.

Picture 8; ‘Please know you are worthy of love & compassion- don’t let your parents inability to give you this make you conclude otherwise’. /end ID]