I can relate to your story. I grew up in an emotional vacuum - no comfort, no listening, no recognition that feelings existed. I had a serious PTSD breakdown (from horrific assaults in my teenage years which of course hadn't been recognised by my parents) before I learnt how to feel and be aware of my emotions. My mother doesn't have a diagnosis but have asperger traits with religion as special interest. It seems she got an aquired autism from spending her first few years at an orphanage.
And all this damage she caused me was unintentional, but still I feel sick when we have contact. It's sad.
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I can relate to your story. I grew up in an emotional vacuum - no comfort, no listening, no recognition that feelings existed. I had a serious PTSD breakdown (from horrific assaults in my teenage years which of course hadn't been recognised by my parents) before I learnt how to feel and be aware of my emotions. My mother doesn't have a diagnosis but have asperger traits with religion as special interest. It seems she got an aquired autism from spending her first few years at an orphanage.
April 20, 2013 - 5:29amAnd all this damage she caused me was unintentional, but still I feel sick when we have contact. It's sad.
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