I'm a survivor of childhood abuse, rape and neglect. I was molested by a variety of adults in my life, and also had several extremely traumatic events happen to me as an adult.
I'm missing large chunks of time from my childhood, and I don't know how many times I've mentioned this (to healthcare professionals) and been scoffed at 'Oh, well, nobody remembers everything". Yeah, that's a help.
Anyway, I began to recover bits of that time (not all, thank goodness) when my daughter reached the ages I was during that missing time, which I assume was when the abuse was at its worst. I'd wake up in the night sweating, in the middle of a flashback, bewildered at 'knowing' things that as far I could recall never happened, or happened differently to what I did recall. I felt like I was dying or going to have a heart attack.
I also developed hyper-vigilance over my daughter, and had daily panic attacks when she was out of my sight for even a moment. One day I went to give her a bath and couldn't look at her without feeling physically sick --- it was a really terrible way to feel, and I was horribly confused and guilty about that, no mother should have to feel that way about their child.
That's when I started researching and read about DID and PTSD. I had a lot of the symptoms. It made me feel so much better to understand what was happening to me, and it helped me get most of it under control.
I suddenly realised that I was 'put together' very differently from most other people, though I generally didn't feel abnormal (even though I worked as a medium! This was very ordinary and normal to me! ). Like, most people don't 'faze out' and find themselves places they don't recall walking to, etc. I did that a LOT as a kid, rarely as an adult. I also would black out when I drank and become 'somebody else' that my friends didn't know (several 'somebodies' actually, but always the same ones, one had a thick British accent and a laugh that wasn't mine) - but apparently was the life of the party and completely rational, when I ought to have been fall-down drunk if I was awake at the time. I had NO idea this was going on, mostly I'd assume I'd gone to bed early, even recalled saying 'goodnight' a few times - and people would tell me how I got up, got changed, put my 'face' back on and partied til dawn, and how weird it was that I was sober ten minutes after stumbling off to bed (This was in my late teens/20's, party time, spare cash, no kids.. JFYI, I don't drink like this anymore!)
I did reach out for professional help later in life (once the flashbacks started) but the attitude toward PTSD, DID and survivors of child abuse here is just bloody appalling. I won't go on about all the things that were said/ assumed about me and how hurtful they were... but yeah, I quit reaching out after a while and dealt with it myself.
The symptoms all but went away once my daughter reached the age where I removed myself from the abusive situation.
I feel for every single one of the survivors who've posted here. Love to you, I hope all is well in your world today.