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		By: Jesse		</title>
		<link>https://cptsdfoundation.org/2025/10/27/do-you-love-me/#comment-44113</link>

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		<pubDate>Tue, 04 Nov 2025 19:30:06 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[In reply to &lt;a href=&quot;https://cptsdfoundation.org/2025/10/27/do-you-love-me/#comment-44103&quot;&gt;Jessica&lt;/a&gt;.

“Hi Jessica. So much of what you wrote deeply resonates with me. The message “Do You Love Me” is generally not crisply stated or heard when listening to survivors. You and I are not alone, but one might think so from the silence… the silence in the unspoken words – “Do you Love Me?”

I was brought to tears reading your childhood experience. Sincerely, I had thought for most of my life that I was alone, an enigma, somehow unrelatable to others&#039; feelings and experiences. I was raised in Catholicism, like your mentioning of a cult… perhaps not so different. I could go on about each thing you said, like one has to walk on eggshells around mom’s fragile feelings, and I completely relate to being a social embarrassment to my mother. You are “definitely” not alone, and you and I are now better enlightened.

Thank you for sharing that; it was important to me to hear your words.

Jesse]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>In reply to <a href="https://cptsdfoundation.org/2025/10/27/do-you-love-me/#comment-44103">Jessica</a>.</p>
<p>“Hi Jessica. So much of what you wrote deeply resonates with me. The message “Do You Love Me” is generally not crisply stated or heard when listening to survivors. You and I are not alone, but one might think so from the silence… the silence in the unspoken words – “Do you Love Me?”</p>
<p>I was brought to tears reading your childhood experience. Sincerely, I had thought for most of my life that I was alone, an enigma, somehow unrelatable to others&#8217; feelings and experiences. I was raised in Catholicism, like your mentioning of a cult… perhaps not so different. I could go on about each thing you said, like one has to walk on eggshells around mom’s fragile feelings, and I completely relate to being a social embarrassment to my mother. You are “definitely” not alone, and you and I are now better enlightened.</p>
<p>Thank you for sharing that; it was important to me to hear your words.</p>
<p>Jesse</p>
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		By: Jessica		</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 04 Nov 2025 11:41:51 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[This put words to my struggle. In my family it was not ok to criticize Dad. Mom wouldn’t stand for it - and our religious cult taught that not only was I disrespecting Dad, I was disrespecting God - both of whom loved me “unconditionally.” Mom was easily hurt by words or behavior or even things she assumed I thought. I was taught I was a social embarrassment and she made it so that she was my only friend. Thus my world - don’t name the sadistic behavior of Dad as “bad” and don’t embarrass Mom or hurt her feelings or hide anything from her.  Because those behaviors are not loving. I spent my life needing a demonstration (that I couldn’t accept) of love.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This put words to my struggle. In my family it was not ok to criticize Dad. Mom wouldn’t stand for it &#8211; and our religious cult taught that not only was I disrespecting Dad, I was disrespecting God &#8211; both of whom loved me “unconditionally.” Mom was easily hurt by words or behavior or even things she assumed I thought. I was taught I was a social embarrassment and she made it so that she was my only friend. Thus my world &#8211; don’t name the sadistic behavior of Dad as “bad” and don’t embarrass Mom or hurt her feelings or hide anything from her.  Because those behaviors are not loving. I spent my life needing a demonstration (that I couldn’t accept) of love.</p>
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		By: Jesse		</title>
		<link>https://cptsdfoundation.org/2025/10/27/do-you-love-me/#comment-43838</link>

		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Jesse]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 29 Oct 2025 13:07:41 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Hi Juste.  My first response to hearing of your spine tensing up was one of empathy. I felt sorry and saddened that you could relate, as if from having the same parents. The bonding wounds… your entire comment was worth saving and distinctly worth sharing. I’m glad you did it here.

 

I hope more people dare to share their experience and understanding of what this essay tries to convey and expose here in the comments. If you&#039;d like to share more briefly on this topic, that would be most welcome and I would respond. I think this is an important experience, perhaps brushed off and shoved under the carpet for many people.
 

 Appreciatively,

 
Jesse]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hi Juste.  My first response to hearing of your spine tensing up was one of empathy. I felt sorry and saddened that you could relate, as if from having the same parents. The bonding wounds… your entire comment was worth saving and distinctly worth sharing. I’m glad you did it here.</p>
<p>I hope more people dare to share their experience and understanding of what this essay tries to convey and expose here in the comments. If you&#8217;d like to share more briefly on this topic, that would be most welcome and I would respond. I think this is an important experience, perhaps brushed off and shoved under the carpet for many people.</p>
<p> Appreciatively,</p>
<p>Jesse</p>
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		By: Juste		</title>
		<link>https://cptsdfoundation.org/2025/10/27/do-you-love-me/#comment-43797</link>

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		<pubDate>Tue, 28 Oct 2025 10:29:04 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[My spine tensed up when I read the first paragraphs, the core of the wound. 
So familiar. Do we had the same parents? 
And yes,I can agree, talk therapy on its own doesn&#039;t work, you need to address and connect to the body first. At least for me I needed to learn to bring my self down from dissociation and survival state.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My spine tensed up when I read the first paragraphs, the core of the wound.<br />
So familiar. Do we had the same parents?<br />
And yes,I can agree, talk therapy on its own doesn&#8217;t work, you need to address and connect to the body first. At least for me I needed to learn to bring my self down from dissociation and survival state.</p>
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