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Intissima · F
I have issues where I block people.
Sometimes absolutely lovely people.
I have a fear of people.
Unfortunately due to childhood abuse.
Sometimes my protective instincts just kick in and I run in the opposite direction.
Literally to hide from a non existent threat.
I would prefer not to have these issues and be able to see other peoples pain through it. When something triggers my flight or flight response. My body acts first my brain catches up later. By then I’m already far away and confused at the same time as to what just happened.
Part of me at that time logically just thinks if I keep doing this I’m better to be away from people who don’t need this crap. So in the end it works out. I’ve protected me and them from me. 🤷🏻♀️
On occasion I talk myself into going back to my loved ones and try and explain what just happened.
It’s embarrasing and it’s humiliating and the same thing happens again fear just consumes me and all I feel is extreme levels of fear, high level of panic, adrenaline and I am terrified once again.
It gets tiring.
I blocked a few people the other day.
After the fear subsided I broke down and cried because those people are lovely kind people who are going through the most horrendous things.
I’m just not a good person.
😕
Sometimes absolutely lovely people.
I have a fear of people.
Unfortunately due to childhood abuse.
Sometimes my protective instincts just kick in and I run in the opposite direction.
Literally to hide from a non existent threat.
I would prefer not to have these issues and be able to see other peoples pain through it. When something triggers my flight or flight response. My body acts first my brain catches up later. By then I’m already far away and confused at the same time as to what just happened.
Part of me at that time logically just thinks if I keep doing this I’m better to be away from people who don’t need this crap. So in the end it works out. I’ve protected me and them from me. 🤷🏻♀️
On occasion I talk myself into going back to my loved ones and try and explain what just happened.
It’s embarrasing and it’s humiliating and the same thing happens again fear just consumes me and all I feel is extreme levels of fear, high level of panic, adrenaline and I am terrified once again.
It gets tiring.
I blocked a few people the other day.
After the fear subsided I broke down and cried because those people are lovely kind people who are going through the most horrendous things.
I’m just not a good person.
😕