5 years free from a 10-year abusive relationship, but my fight-or-flight reactions are still extreme
Hi everyone,
I was in an extremely challenging, abusive relationship for 10 years. Looking back, I’m convinced my ex was a narcissist with occasional sadistic tendencies. I won't detail everything he did to me here because it would be a very long post, but it left deep scars and almost cost my life.
Fast forward to today: I have been in a new relationship for 5 years. My current boyfriend is not abusive, but he doesn't understand the extent of my trauma - which is probably understandable. We’ve talked about it many times, but he still can’t fully grasp my reactions.
I’m talking about the moments when I completely flip into "fight-or-flight" mode. So many everyday situations trigger this. When it happens, my mind completely disconnects from rational thinking, everything goes dark, and I start seeing things in a terrifyingly catastrophic way. I become like a cornered dog - terrified, but ready to bite.
When I'm in this state, I completely lose control over what I’m saying. I start defending myself in a totally disproportionate way, and sometimes I even use profanity or lash out verbally. Please believe me, I am not the narcissist, even though it might sound like it right now. It is pure, uncontrolled panic.
For example, yesterday he asked me if I could wash his shirts. I filled the washing machine and automatically turned the dial to the left and started it, assuming it would run the last used standard program. I didn't notice it was set to an Eco mode that takes 2.5 hours and ranges between 40–60°C.
After two hours, my boyfriend noticed it. It wasn't a big deal to him, he justed wanted me to apologize and to promise to be more careful next time.
But my brain went into full-blown panic. The fight-or-flight response kicked in, I started shaking, and my mind instantly decided that I had ruined the shirts, that I deserved to be punished, and that this was a break-up worthy offense. I genuinely believed that from now on, he would watch me like a hawk every time I loaded the washing machine.
In these moments, I regress into a childlike state. Yesterday, I ended up curling up in the closet, hiding my head under some jackets. In the past, I used to literally leave the apartment and wander the streets for hours (I’m trying hard to control that part now).
In fact, every time this happens, my boyfriend asks me why I’m doing this, saying that it’s definitely not normal. He tells me he doesn't understand why I’m even with him if I keep portraying him as some kind of tyrant.
Has anyone else experienced this level of trauma response? Did anything actually help you overcome it or soothe the nervous system?
Thank you so much for reading.