orinoco wrote:Hi NPC,
it may be helpful if you answer yourself the following questions:
how was/is the relation to your mother? e.g. emotionally cold/warm, so so, much/not much physical contact as a child
any ACE (adverse childhood experience) your remember?
any ACE you don't remember, age before 3 (but being told about)?
e.g. mother went full time job again, younger or older sibling (mother routine/neglect for you),
divorce of parents, illness of mother (both pyhsical or psychological), moving,
illness of you being longer at the hospital
do you have any physical problems? e.g. sleeping disorder, abnormal sweating, aching back, other chronic problems
do you have problems handling stress? e.g. long lasting aftermath with deep thoughts you can't get rid of
Depending on how you answer these questions, it's more or less likely that you experienced an early childhood trauma with a complex PTSD as consequence. Whether you call it SPD or not is of minor importance. If so you have definitely a problem you should care about.
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my relationship with my mother:I would say my relationship with her was very warm. my mother is the only person I can trust and most of the time I tell her everything.
nowadays it's a bit colder, I'm a teenager after all. besides that, the years and the amount of stress she dealt and still dealing with made their mark, so now she doesn't work (back injury), she suffers from depression and in general became a "bag" of phobias and problems.
2) Adverse childhood experience: I actually remember a couple, though I will address only the bad ones:
A) kindergarten (the one where it all started) - I remember that there was one girl which I liked and she liked me. one day the I remember "bully" wanted to hit her. she's the girl I liked, and in general my friend, so I stood in front of him and didn't let him harm her. even though I didn't hit him back, the kindergarten teacher (and director) took me aside by force, shook me while saying that I'm bad and didn't let me play with other kids that day.
B)kindergarten (Same one) - I was a very good child back then, and so I didn't complain about the kindergarten and went there every day. one day, on the way to kindergarten, my mother set down and begin to cry. back then I didn't understand why she cried, but my mother told me she found out how they treated me and fought with the child organization to change a kindergarten.
It was the best kindergarten in my city and the teacher had a very good reputation, so it wasn't easy to prove anything. luckily, my previous kindergarten teacher took my mother's side, and after half a year (or more) they finally let me change the kindergarten. the damage was done and I had to stay for another year because of my emotional problems (anger, mostly).
C)New kindergarten (1/2 a year) - many bad things happen there. I fought a lot, I stole and even "played" David vs. Goliath and won. from there I stopped to take part in any kind of social activities (besides playing with other children); I viewed singing as something uncomfortable and awkward, and so dancing and whatever else my kindergarten did for the parents.
The "David vs. Goliath" story - I fought the strongest and biggest kid in our kindergarten, and before he even realized anything I took a piece of his gums and caused him to bleed to death... not really, but I still won and you still can notice the missing flesh.
D) New kindergarten (1 year) - New children replaced those who went to their first year at school. everything was the same as before, just became a bit lonely as other children not always allowed me to play with them. I don't remember that it bothered me too much, I just played alone and imaged that ants and flowers are aliens and spaceships. so yeah, many ants died this year, but not flowers, I picked those who fell down.
E) My dad - There's not much to say. my dad has many women (he didn't marry them) and he left my mother and me when I was 4 years old. I rarely went to see him as I was a bit scared of him and didn't like how he talks to my mother, and when I did visit him it was because I wanted to see my older sister and brother (I have 3 brothers and one sister, each one of them from a different mother). He was and still is a bad father.
My relationship with my dad and brothers today:
I think it might be important:
dad:
nowadays I don't talk with my dad as I told him what kind of person he is (I heard it even hurt his ego a bit) after he called my mother and said stuff like: "I don't need this $#%^. I'm sure I'll find him masturbating on the stairs with mucus coming from his mouth", basically saying that my mother is a "sick bitch" and she had to give him to raise me, but now I'm already "broken" and he doesn't need a son like me. he also stopped to "help" us financially because what I told him (something he rarely did anyway).
brothers:
My sister fought with my dad a couple of years ago and since then we spoke only a couple of times. my brother lived with my dad while he studied at school as his mother is alcoholic, but he ran away from him when he was around my age back to his mother, and I'm in a good relationship with him even though I don't write him too often. and finally, my two young brothers don't really care and so I am, so I don't have any connection with them.
3) Childhood experience I don't remember:I remember only one thing my mother told me about. she told me that when I was a baby my dad often threatened her that he will kill me, and one time (or more) he took me and held me through the window and threatened to throw me. I don't really know what caused him to threaten my mother this way, but I do know he used to take drugs and drink (now he's "just" drinking and taking drugs like LSD) and he can be extremely aggressive.
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I just want to point out something important: My mother let me to met with my father because he could most of the time control himself and she wanted me to have some kind of a relationship with my father. besides that, my dad paid us aliment (Alimony, Spousal support) even though he paid less than he had to and sometimes didn't pay at all. and no, she wasn't greedy, we were poor and her babysitting/cleaning jobs didn't really help her--------------------------------------------
4) Physical problems:Chronic? not really. I do have some teenage problems such as knees problem, but anywhere between 18 to 24, they should fade away.
5) Stress: I do not experience stress, or at least I don't notice if I do. I live a very messy life, I do everything at the last moment, but I can't say it's stressing me, nor bother me too much.
same about the thoughts. since I was little, the idea of dying bothered me. first, it started from the idea that my mother will die one day (when I was a child) and then moved to my own death. even now, I often imagine how it's not to exist, as an atheist I don't believe in an afterlife, and it often makes me think how it will feel if someone makes a clone with my DNA and memory - will I be the same person? physics say that two exact things are one, or something like that, but who knows - or what if I freeze my body and till someone find a way to thaw a human without destroying him completely. anyway, it doesn't stress me, it just makes me feel empty and sometimes jealous for those who will live at the time when living forever, or at least more than 82 years on average (in my country), will be possible. in general, I have many thoughts like this one as I think about such stuff all the time and had a lot of time to do so, if it's about death, society or other philosophical ideas that my teenage mind think I can figure. I know it might sound like depression (I guess?), but I don't think I'm depressed, as I have many things that are opposed to it and my thoughts about death and such things different in many ways of those who suffer from depression. also, I remind you that thoughts about death often come from our survival instincts, and from there my thoughts come.
I'm not always comfortable with my thoughts, but I still glad to have them they way they are.
I hope I answered all your questions, and thanks for taking your time to replay!