My bff pointed out that maybe part of my silence, because it is so against my nature, wasn't necessarily all about the 180, or even DBing in general, but that maybe I have a little affair PTSD and I'm actually scared to open my mouth now. After this whole thing, I think she might be on to something.
I’ve been trying to separate some of the 180s I’ve been working on in the past year from stuff that H is actually just responsible for in our M, period, and it sometimes feels like a jumbled mess. Checking in with yourself to see why you’re choosing to not say something seems like a good idea. The PTSD is real.
I’m glad your H was receptive, and I’m glad you’re doing okay, wf!
