1 in every 3 women and 1 in every 6 men will suffer a traumatic experience at some point in their lives, this leaving them with a significant and detrimental impact on their ability to live each day in a “normal” and healthy way.
Trauma affects everything, every part of your life, every part of your being. It becomes more of a struggle to look after yourself and others around you, and trying to keep to a daily routine is near on impossible.
More than 80 percent of people who have been diagnosed with PTSD also have a generalized anxiety disorder, social anxiety disorder and major depressive disorder all unseen and still stigmatized. Getting up to go to work can be painful on a normal day never mind on “one of those days”. Right?
The idea of returning to work for me after a traumatic event was overwhelming and frightening and for many people just like me it could be enough to send you over the edge and 10 steps backwards. That’s why I created Thriving Survivors.
To sit on my sofa in my pyjama’s watching as my life past me by with my boys growing up and having no idea of why, or how I was unable to contribute to everyday life, never mind family life was the hardest part of my recovery and indeed the hardest time in my entire 30 years
A vital bonding process between parent and child is one of the most beautiful and simple things in life that most parents take for granted the things that become second nature to most. Can be one of the most difficult things in the world for a parent who suffers Agoraphobia and complex post-traumatic stress disorder.
• Interacting with my children, listening to a stories of Minecraft and football.
• Teaching them to swim
• Feeding the ducks
• Going to the park
• Attending Mothers and toddlers
• Going for a walk to see tractors
• Attending Sports Days and Parents nights
• Most of all the ability to CUDDLE you child.
The list goes on and on and this is just the agonising effects for the parent. Children are as equally affected and at the time susceptible to the behaviours demonstrated by the parent and will before long adjust to that way of life.
The above statement is my personal insight into how my complex PTSD and my agoraphobic affected my relationships with my both my children in different ways. Later I will detail the steps I have taken to correct this.
First though I am going to discuss briefly the process I went through to try and give as best an understanding of how acrophobia can be silent, sneaky and at times totally unexplainable, to the sufferer and everyone else affected. So here goes,
Having seen many ups and downs in my 31 years, I can say there is not much I have not experienced when it comes to trauma. Beginning in my early teens then, stumbling from one disaster to another as I went along however at the age of 21 and with a newly born baby boy, I experienced a traumatic event that has changed my life forever.
Over the next 5 years I became dissociated, withdrawn, and in complete denial unable to be a part of my own family. This is when my agoraphobia started unbeknown to myself or my husband. I would not go out, making excuses the night before not to attend plans, cut people off, wouldn’t speak on the phone and these symptoms just kept getting worse to the point that 8 years after the event I didn’t step over the door at all anymore and now lived very reclusive. My 2 year old son would come back full of stories and wonder and I was missing it all!