PeppyPatti Senior Contributor
TALKING THROUGH TRAUMA AND PTSD
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I’ve had a pretty nightmarish week.
My therapist is present for me, but I think I need to write to someone I feel may truly understand what is happening in my life tonight I think I need more support.
I apologize for getting straight into it.
Two weeks ago, I (58 years old) ran into my therapist’s rooms, jumping up and down saying, "I’ve cracked the code." Some crazy, eye-opening stuff has happened. My mum is turning 84 this Friday. Last year, she told me that I needed to be the one calling her, not the other way around, and it made me feel so uneasy that I stopped seeing her. That took long enough. …..
Then, I spent a whole day with her in the emergency room, only for her to tell me to leave the second my youngest brother flew into Perth to see her. Right on cue, I got the usual abusive message from him.
last Monday morning my 60-year-old brother turned up in Perth. He rang me and said, "Mum has abused you." I replied, "Yes, she has tried to destroy me." My oldest brother said, "I think Mum is broken." I told him, She has used her semiotics PhD against us, and she tried to make me ……..
I met him on Tuesday. He was white in the face and shaking. We went for a small walk, and he awkwardly hugged me. I saw him twice more after that, and he said to me, "I’ve never met anyone like you in my life." He was literally shaking, his face completely pale.
But he sort of turned back to his usual self after I sent him information about my father rejecting my two youngest brothers—I heard nothing back.
Meanwhile, Mum has been in the hospital. Surprise, surprise—she has had the exact same gut problems I had last year, but my oldest brother told me she almost died. My eyes didn’t roll. Now she is back home.
Then my middle brother flew over. I told my oldest brother, "Forget about me, I am completely stepping out of this circus. I’m only worried about my oldest son who’s been conned into seeing Mum."
I told my middle brother straight out what Mum really is. But the moment I spoke that truth, the tables turned. He ran straight down the street to play her hero, and now Mum is saying she never wants to see me again—and get this—my younger brother is saying it like it’s terrible. I texted my younger brother that I was too busy to see him again.
Does he know what he’s sounding like? This woman has abused and abused him.
But I am staying behind my locked doors. I am not sending the angry texts they want, and I am not begging for a seat at their table. Why is this so hard? Why can’t I email my oldest brother with all the roles he and my younger brother have taken over to care for this horrible woman???
