Dear Amy: Growing up my childhood was not horrible — just bad.
I have PTSD, dissociation, and sleep paralysis because of things that happened during my childhood.
Whenever the subject of childhood is brought up, my parents say it was good.
If my siblings or I say otherwise it just starts a fight.
We were raised “Christian.” We went to church between three and seven days a week.
I hate church now and do not go.
Eight years ago, our grandmother died. She also attended this church.
I decided to go into the church building for her funeral (big mistake).
A few days later I started getting flashbacks of things that had happened to me as a child at that church.
My PTSD got worse, and I had bad dreams and night terrors.
My doctor put me on medication to suppress these nightmares. After seven years, my anxiety is finally at a tolerable stage.
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