Hello All,
I have recently received a diagnosis of PTSB, Depression, and Elements of BPD and HPD. I'm struggling with something that I realize has been a life long issue with me. It takes me a long time to let people in (life and heart) and then when I do if it does not work out I feel wholly empty, and I can't let go cause the idea that they don't want me is to painful. I panic, struggle, obsess, obsess, obsess, and have little ability to keep in perspective the fact that the person who is leaving my life, may not be good for me. This has happened very recently to me. Here is the background. I had a romance over the last year with a man that I work with. This man pursued me for four years. He told me I was his everything "the whole package." When we got together I had already fallen for him. Something that never sat comfortably with me was the fact that he always needed to engage in explicit fantasy and high risk ( of being caught ) sex all the time. At work, in cars, at the beach, on the phone, anywhere but a bed. There is much more but I won't get into it. Its so weird for me to put this into words. We are grown people in our forties- I could not get my head around his need to spice things up - when we had not had sex yet, and I am no prude.
Last year this time, before we had gotten together, we were in a park sitting on a bench, in the middle of the night and I had my head on his chest and was telling him how wonderfully gentle he was (I loved that) he grabbed me off the bench swung me around and said "I don't have to be gentle, I don't have be gentle at all." I was triggered - I had been raped by a boyfriend when and I was 15 - and thought I had it dealt with. I started to cry and I told myself I'm gonna die, he's gonna kill me, and its my fault. He said he wanted to "spice things up" and apologized. Nothing was ever quite the same after that cause I thought there was something I didn't know about going on behind the scenes.
Fast forward to this January. I'm getting ready to leave work on sabbatical from 6 months. On the last day of work I see him, and he is a changed person. He's short with me, and has no time at all for me. This is a 360 as he was always accommodating, generous, and available. Our communication changes almost immediately from many times a day to cold/ distant. Long story short my head is still spinning. When I ask what happened I don't get a straight answer. Its 5 months now and we are done- but I feel totally hollow.
How do I deal with the abandonment trauma- not necessarily from this - but its my habitual way of reacting. how do I start looking after myself? How do I stop being caught up and move on.