triggering

Who of you has felt the sting of stigma? If so, and if you feel comfortable, what exact diagnosis was stigmatized?

For me, my Borderline Personality Disorder is highly stigmatized and to read the opinions online about us who have it can be downright painful and triggering. I urge others with this challenge, don't do it. Don't ever look it up unless it's to educate yourself on it. Don't go to any sites that post the opinion of others. Even search results can be disheartening.#Stigma #Misconception #Wrong #triggering #revictimization #StopTheStigma #TheMighty #MightyTogether

I’m struggling at the moment. Someone with an entirely different issue was talking about their emotions surrounding their issue and they said something that infuriated me. I can say something sucks and not be sorry it happened. If I had a time machine I honestly don’t know if I would change it or not. But my assault took so much from me. My childhood memories with the exception of the things that I wish I could forget. The smell of the room, the lighting in the room, the sounds, the toothbrush. Hiding things to keep secret. Watching his face, watching him stare back at me through my bedroom window in the middle of the night. It was awful and hard and I wish none of it had ever happened but it did and I like who I am in spite of that.

#CheckInWithMe #Autism #MentalHealth #Trauma #Ableism #indifference #dismissed #Ignored Heard back from my social worker (indirectly) today about getting them to fund my appointments with my psychologist (long, complicated story I don't have energy for now). They didn't even attempt to consider any the letters supporting the request. They just dismissed the concept out of hand. Are more interested in passing the buck. I feel so dismissed and ignored. Like my needs aren't even worth considering.

Trying not to let this whole thing spiral into #triggering childhood trauma. Never mind adulthood trauma as I fought my way into having a right to have a place in the world/society. I so don't have the energy for that kind of fight anymore! I guess it's a good thing I have a support person to fight that fight for me. Still...

Also having some triggering from the #AcademicAbleism #AcademicDiscrimination I experienced years ago, near the end of my academic career.

Sometimes society's ableism and indifference is so hard to deal with. We fight so hard to have basic human rights recognized, to have a useful, meaningful life like everyone else, and we get so much crap thrown at us, and so much ... well, everything. It makes it so hard to want to even try. Realizing over and over lately why I spent so many years taking a break from being involved in the world, even after I had the energy and ability to again: Society sucks! They are still a bunch of ignorant, ableist %$#@&!!!

Sorry, just needed to rant. This being a safe, supportive space and all, (mostly) it seemed like a good place.

I am beyond the end of my tether. My son will not stop picking a fight with me over EVERY little thing. It's unfortunately #triggering to my PTSD. I can cope with arguments, I let him know its okay to disagree with me but for god's sake, I can't have a damn sentence where he doesn't pick a fight, it's like being stuck at home with my dad, except its in my home, the safe, calm place I built for myself.

Ever since this quarantine started its brought up so much past trauma and pain that I thought I worked through. I just turned 19 a couple of months ago and from 12 years old to around 17/18 I was isolated and made to stay in an abusive environment. I’m just now taking the steps to better myself and move past trauma but this quarantine and the isolation that comes with it is bringing up such an intense feeling of loneliness and sorrow. I keep having depressive episodes because of these feelings and while I am having weekly therapy sessions it doesn’t seem like anything is helping. I’m just so tired of always having something push me back to this place. #Depression #Isolation #Trauma