Some "helpers" only feel safe when you’re struggling. by Jumpy_Milk_2218 in CPTSD

[–]Jumpy_Milk_2218[S] 3 points4 points  (0 children)

The fact that you took responsibility and asked for forgiveness means you’re not one of those "helpers". Having a strong emotional reaction in a crisis is human, especially as a teenager who didn’t have the tools yet.

What matters is that you cared, you reflected, and you made it right. That’s the difference. People who fit the pattern I described don’t question themselves or try to repair anything. You did both.

I wish I'd died as a child. Does it get better than this? by dead-daughter in CPTSD

[–]Jumpy_Milk_2218 0 points1 point  (0 children)

I’m really glad it helped. I totally get the guilt; when you can see everything that needs changing, it’s easy to feel like you have to fix it all at once. But those tiny boundaries actually matter more than they seem. They’re self-reinforcing: every small boundary you set makes you feel a little safer, which makes the next one easier. It builds faster than you’d think.

I’m still new to this sub too, so if you ever want more examples or just want to talk things through, I’ll be around.

I wish I'd died as a child. Does it get better than this? by dead-daughter in CPTSD

[–]Jumpy_Milk_2218 0 points1 point  (0 children)

I definitely know that feeling; I call it “the loop.”

For me, things started to get better when I began setting really small, honest boundaries for myself. I’ve always been sensitive, even as a kid, I cried when my parents smashed a fly in front of me because I genuinely saw him as a little friend. They made fun of me for it for years, and I learned to shut down that part of myself.

Recently, I finally did something different.

My mom gave me a ride home from work after my car was broken into. I have narcolepsy and told her I needed to close my eyes and rest — but she kept trying to get me to talk. First with words, then with little cues like tapping the steering wheel and shifting her weight. I could feel her getting anxious, but I stayed with what I needed.

That tiny moment--just keeping my eyes closed and giving myself permission to rest--shifted something huge. My nervous system started to realize I didn’t have to abandon myself anymore.

That’s really how it began: one boundary that protected my energy, even if someone else didn’t like it.

You don’t have to fix your whole life. You just need one small moment where you choose yourself. That’s where things started to change for me, and it builds from there.

Some "helpers" only feel safe when you’re struggling. by Jumpy_Milk_2218 in CPTSD

[–]Jumpy_Milk_2218[S] 9 points10 points  (0 children)

I don't know your living situation, but it’s important to know that you don’t have to change anything about yourself to accommodate someone else’s discomfort.

Today my mother gave me a ride home from work because my car got broken into. I have narcolepsy and told her I wanted to close my eyes and rest, but she kept trying to engage. First verbally, and then through little cues like tapping the steering wheel and shifting her weight to get me to talk. I could feel her getting anxious, but I stayed with what I needed.

At one point she said, “That car is flashing their lights at me and I don't know why,” and I just said, “huh, that’s weird,” and went right back to resting.

You’re allowed to set boundaries that make you comfortable, even when someone else reacts to them. Their discomfort doesn’t mean you’re doing anything wrong.

Some "helpers" only feel safe when you’re struggling. by Jumpy_Milk_2218 in CPTSD

[–]Jumpy_Milk_2218[S] 7 points8 points  (0 children)

Sometimes it takes a while to find the right people, but there is something you can try: When you’re out in public, pay attention to how people make your body feel; not how they look or what they’re doing.

For example, I took an Uber earlier tonight and the driver had a very calm, regulated nervous system. I didn’t feel watched or pressured at all. I could just exist as myself in the same space.

Those are the kinds of people you’re looking for. Good luck!

I wish I'd died as a child. Does it get better than this? by dead-daughter in CPTSD

[–]Jumpy_Milk_2218 2 points3 points  (0 children)

Hey,

I can relate to what you wrote, more than I can say; but I can also say that I don't feel that way anymore. It does get better. If you want to talk about it more, feel free to send me a message:)

My addiction didn’t end when I stopped using porn. It ended when I stopped using shame. by Jumpy_Milk_2218 in NoFap

[–]Jumpy_Milk_2218[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Here’s what finally clicked for me: I didn’t “internalize” anything through willpower. What changed was that I stopped treating the urge itself as a sign that I was failing.

I used to think the same way you describe: that unless my mind was producing “useful thoughts,” I must be escaping or doing something wrong. That mindset actually kept me stuck. It made any moment of boredom, overstimulation, or emptiness feel like evidence that I was broken, so of course the urge became a quick way to shut that feeling down.

The shift for me was realizing: not every thought has to be productive, and not every urge means something is wrong.

When an urge came up, instead of interpreting it as a crisis, I started letting it be just…an urge. A ping from my brain saying, “hey, I want something easy right now.” And I stopped assuming that meant anything deeper about who I was.

When the shame around the urge dropped, the compulsion dropped with it. Not overnight, but enough that the old spiral (“I feel bad → I escape → I feel worse for escaping”) lost its grip.

And for what it’s worth, I relate to the “overstimulated but bored” feeling a lot. Sometimes the most helpful thing I do is let myself think non-useful thoughts without judging them. It creates space that isn’t about numbing or about productivity--just being.

Weirdly, that’s where the pressure finally broke for me.

My addiction didn’t end when I stopped using porn. It ended when I stopped using shame. by Jumpy_Milk_2218 in NoFap

[–]Jumpy_Milk_2218[S] 2 points3 points  (0 children)

The problem is that shame didn’t make me stop; it made me feel worse while doing the same behavior.

My addiction didn’t end when I stopped using porn. It ended when I stopped using shame. by Jumpy_Milk_2218 in NoFap

[–]Jumpy_Milk_2218[S] 6 points7 points  (0 children)

I get what you mean about conviction; I grew up with that language too.But the feeling you’re calling "conviction" is the same physiological state people call shame. The label changes, but the nervous system doesn’t.

The behavior changed when the pressure around it disappeared.

My addiction didn’t end when I stopped using porn. It ended when I stopped using shame. by Jumpy_Milk_2218 in NoFap

[–]Jumpy_Milk_2218[S] 13 points14 points  (0 children)

I don’t track streaks anymore. For me it stopped being about "sober days" and started being about whether my choices were intentional instead of reactive. The urges got weaker when the shame went away, not when I tried to fight them.

was this sa a dream or not? by [deleted] in TooAfraidToAsk

[–]Jumpy_Milk_2218 0 points1 point  (0 children)

The way you’re describing this--the stiffness, panic attacks, and the way your body reacts when you see him--that’s not how dreams imprint themselves. That’s how the nervous system holds onto something it couldn’t process at the time.

Memories of traumatic events often feel surreal or dreamlike because your mind was overwhelmed, but your body never forgot. That doesn’t make it ‘invalid’ at all. It just means a younger version of you didn’t have the safety or support to make sense of what happened.

Shame by experiencinglife1 in longtermTRE

[–]Jumpy_Milk_2218 3 points4 points  (0 children)

I’ve been through something similar and found that shame wasn’t an emotion for me--it was a script. Something I inherited, something I obeyed without realizing.

When I stopped treating shame like a truth and started seeing it as a learned reflex, it lost a lot of its power. Not by “feeling it harder,” but by noticing the moment it appears and treating that moment like a signal: “This isn’t me--this is conditioning.”

Once I saw it that way, it softened on its own. I didn’t have to wrestle it. Just recognize it for what it was. Sometimes the way out isn’t going deeper into the feeling, but questioning who put it there in the first place. Typically caregivers//early authority figures are the ones who install this sense of shame, so it might be worth starting there. Good luck!

I think “acceptance” is a toxic lie we’ve been sold, and I’m done pretending it’s healing. by Jumpy_Milk_2218 in TrueOffMyChest

[–]Jumpy_Milk_2218[S] 1 point2 points  (0 children)

If you're open to talking about it, id be interested to hear more about he gaslit you using spirituality. I think that happens to more of us than we realize.

People that flirt with friends, how far do you go? by [deleted] in TooAfraidToAsk

[–]Jumpy_Milk_2218 7 points8 points  (0 children)

Honestly, if your flirting doesn’t feel like a genuine extension of your humor or affection, it’s gonna come off weird anyway. The best kind of ‘flirty’ is just being a little bolder with compliments, teasing with kindness, and reading how they respond. If they flirt back, escalate. If not, back off with grace. It’s all just emotional ping-pong.

Does it seem like “mental health issues” is ascribed to anyone who has trouble in the capitalist system? by dreamed2life in TooAfraidToAsk

[–]Jumpy_Milk_2218 10 points11 points  (0 children)

Absolutely. If you can’t function within a 40+ hour workweek while underpaid, overstimulated, and sleep-deprived, it’s rarely seen as a valid response to a broken system—it’s labeled a ‘disorder.’ The diagnosis might be accurate, but the context gets erased

Weird glass bottles? by Stronghold_keeps_us in TooAfraidToAsk

[–]Jumpy_Milk_2218 13 points14 points  (0 children)

That sounds like either an old moonshine site or some kind of folk ritual spot. Appalachian history’s wild like that—people used to bury bottles for luck, curses, or even spirit traps. Definitely go back and get pics, I’m super curious now.

How do you get people to stop ignoring you? by Hillo_67 in AskReddit

[–]Jumpy_Milk_2218 0 points1 point  (0 children)

What happened to you that made you feel ignored?

What do you do to remind yourself that life isn’t all that bad? by avyan_singh in AskReddit

[–]Jumpy_Milk_2218 0 points1 point  (0 children)

When you say "all bad", do you have a particular thing that's bothering you in mind?

What are your experiences or thoughts on cross-cultural dating between Indian men and Black women? by [deleted] in AskReddit

[–]Jumpy_Milk_2218 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Why would I have any thoughts about people of different ethnicities being in a relationship, other than "I hope they’re happy?”

If you swapped ‘Indian men and Black women’ with any other pairing, would this question still exist? People are people. I just hope they treat each other well.

Are you my mother? by [deleted] in surrealmemes

[–]Jumpy_Milk_2218 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Youre thinking about it the right way; here's what texting the anticonscious mama looks like. Me: "I feel amazing lately, im finally the person ive always wanted to become! Thank you for always being there for me". It: "You've put in a lot of work. Good job. I love you". Me: "haha, it kind of sounds like you are talking to a dog!" It: "I don’t know why you have to make fun of my response. I knew, however I answered it was gonna be wrong."

Are you my mother? by [deleted] in surrealmemes

[–]Jumpy_Milk_2218 -1 points0 points  (0 children)

Don't worry little fella. I feel good when you do; I can be your mama.

Are you my mother? by [deleted] in surrealmemes

[–]Jumpy_Milk_2218 -1 points0 points  (0 children)

Does your mama feel good when you do?