I feel like my mom doesn’t understand the severity my ptsd symptoms can get. She treats it like it’s just “teenage hormones” and equates my episodes to having a temper tantrum. This might have something to do with her having something happening to her around my age that was similar to my trauma and she never rly talked to anyone about it (wether that negatively impacted her or not idk). I still love her but I feel like no one but therapist understands me.

My friend asked me to submit this here because he doesn’t have a tumblr, He goes to a normal public school and has ptsd. Everyone (and I mean everyone) knows he has a service dog and might have an attack midway through class. He spends 15 minutes trying to ask a teacher to be let out only to be refused and be shouted at. The teacher only lets him out when he vomits and another kid shouts to the teacher.

my mom thinks hugging me every day will make me like being touched. surprise surprise, it makes me hate it even more. related: she refuses to send me to therapy while she goes to therapy herself so that's wonderful

Sometimes it's so hard not to dislike the neurotypicals that whatever you do, they don't believe you're mentally ill. I have ADHD (and Pure OCD, derealization + depersonalization, anxiety, depression & period dysphoria —all professionally diagnosed, I must add—) and a lot of people just don't believe me and don't believe ADHD Is a real thing wtf dude !!!