I am not sure if this is due to my time in the relationship or whether I have a PD of my own but I really really struggle now in identifying who and what I am with any consistency.
I can relate:
Who are you? Tell me, about you.
So for example, I moved abroad, have a C-Level job, live alone in a nice flat with a terrace and from the outside have it pretty sweet on the professional/acheivement level but my own relationship with that fluctuates all the time from "well done - this is good stuff and you're brave to be living alone in a foreign country" to "you ran away to a foreign country and eventually you will lose your job and apartment and you're a sad git for living alone".
That is part of the remnants of abuse.
Constantly questioning yourself.
Do not doubt yourself. Stick with the positive, and drown the negative.
When the negative tries to creep in; fight back with True positive words.
Scripture is my go to. Find yours... .and be armed with positive when the negative creeps in.
I can't keep any opinion of myself solid from day to day, its not just the above, I'm like this with everything, am I nice and friendly, or am I weird and creepy, am I emotional and open or am I controlling and calculating. I am quite sure I never had this constant self doubt even down to the level of who I am and whether I am a good or bad person. Only since being with my ex did this develop so I would guess it is relationship related or was heightened due to that. Its a horrible feeling and it leads to getting very little done and not knowing what you enjoy or where you should be.
It has been 8 months since I have 'seen' my ex.
I do have to email with him about last little details of the sale of the home. But it's like once or twice a week.
BUT WHEN I DO... .it makes me sick to my stomach, physically ill, edgy, jumpy, panic attack, etc.
I HATE communicating w him because it makes me feel so yuck.
When he met me 25 years ago, I had more confidence than I knew what to do with... .
PTSD pulled the drain plug on that. Thank to my ex.
HOWEVER THAT is not the end of the story.
I am a fighter. I will come out of this emotional apocalypse stronger, better, and wiser.
You can too!
Am I alone in this? Does anyone recognise it?
Yes. Some days, this pulls me down onto the couch and I cannot move.
Today, is NOT one of those days.
For that, I am grateful to God!