Even more abuse memories ...
I'm so close to abuse itself atm. That little argument I had with this friend of mine triggered abuse memories. More memories have surfaced, I picture myself as running in the woods, hiding from all those retarded f*cking nude c*nts in that feminist nude camp I was at when I was 4 years old. I myself is naked as well. I'm freezing and I absolutely hate being there, I just want to go home. I see myself hiding in that half-finished wooden shed of a sort, I'm hiding from my female abuser and all those insanely twisted f*cking retarded c*nts that run around naked while slinging slogans about how all men are pigs (!)
I HATE IT THERE. I WANT TO GO HOME. So I gave 4-year old me a comforting hug, I gave him clothes on, in my mind, so that he would not freeze so much. I think he's a brave little kid and he did what he could to survive
I'm so proud of him!
I do have some murderous/violent fantasies about what I would like to do to those women, and this evening I shared these fantasies with a trusted friend. He didn't run away screaming but just told me that he has violent fantasies too, and that it is perfectly normal to have such. That comforted me.
My anxiety level is very high, but that may be the cost to pay for being to goddamn close to the abuse I suffered when I was 4 years old, all the while still being present. I DO NOT dissociate and my entire perception of the world around me is not one giant flashback. I'm present and 4 years old at the same time. This is progress. 1-1½ year ago I could not at all separate past from present, and I would percieve all women as threats to me. They can still trigger me, yes, but mostly I see them as they are, not as abusers from my past.
I HATE IT THERE. I WANT TO GO HOME. So I gave 4-year old me a comforting hug, I gave him clothes on, in my mind, so that he would not freeze so much. I think he's a brave little kid and he did what he could to survive
I do have some murderous/violent fantasies about what I would like to do to those women, and this evening I shared these fantasies with a trusted friend. He didn't run away screaming but just told me that he has violent fantasies too, and that it is perfectly normal to have such. That comforted me.
My anxiety level is very high, but that may be the cost to pay for being to goddamn close to the abuse I suffered when I was 4 years old, all the while still being present. I DO NOT dissociate and my entire perception of the world around me is not one giant flashback. I'm present and 4 years old at the same time. This is progress. 1-1½ year ago I could not at all separate past from present, and I would percieve all women as threats to me. They can still trigger me, yes, but mostly I see them as they are, not as abusers from my past.

