David Ferdinand
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I'm a male in my 30's. Diagnosed with c-ptsd, severe anxiety and paranoid features, as well as depression. I had a violent alcoholic dad who beat mom regularly in front of me. He had outbursts of rage. I can't remember much from my childhood, only fragments. My therapist says I was sexually abused as well even though I can't remember.
Moved back home 2 years ago because I couldn't handle living on my own. Was with a great woman for years but she left me and after about a year I started having very intense panic attacks and had to move home. I didn't end up in the hospital this time thank God. My brother had to fly out to my apartment and help me pack and move because I couldn't function.
I have close relationship with mother and brother but sometimes i feel that relationship hurts me more than help me in a codependent way. I feel I'm addicted to them. I pull them in and then I push them away, i'm confused about what relationships are.
These last few days I have been having panic attacks again. I don't know what it is but I feel oppressed to the point I can't breath and no one gives hoot so I freak out, I scream, shout, punch walls, hit myself on the head hard, then finally take Klonopin to calm down. I'm stressed out of my mind, and i have a sense of fear that takes over my body. Like something is going to happen, something horrible. Its not a nervousness, it is rampant fear I can feel in my back and neck, something undescribable, like a horror movie inside my head.
I've also been feeling presences around me which sometimes talk to me, they are not hallucinations, but I can feel them. Its like an intuition of their presence, i don't see them, and I don't hear them either. its like an understanding of what these presences are trying to tell me. Some are supportive, some are nasty cruel, some are lovely, some are aloof. Some are aggressive and some are nice. But I feel they are trying to help me, I'm just to stupid or fearful to do something. There is something I'm not doing right, and hence I'm in hell because its my own damn fault and I'm a wuss for not being able to do these things I don't understand in the first place. I feel f-ing crazy.
These last few days I have been having a really hard time doing simple things like taking a shower.
Also having intense nightmares. I feel I'm in hell and the pastor at my church today told me i was in hell, not directly but it felt he was talking to me.
I cant do anything by myself, and what the hell am I gonna do when my parents die. I have a hard time keeping my head straight to read an email, so i've been miserable and unable to focus at work. I'm nervous I'll get fired.
I'm nervous about everything.
I promise to write something more positive in the future.
Thanks for reading.
Love
me
Moved back home 2 years ago because I couldn't handle living on my own. Was with a great woman for years but she left me and after about a year I started having very intense panic attacks and had to move home. I didn't end up in the hospital this time thank God. My brother had to fly out to my apartment and help me pack and move because I couldn't function.
I have close relationship with mother and brother but sometimes i feel that relationship hurts me more than help me in a codependent way. I feel I'm addicted to them. I pull them in and then I push them away, i'm confused about what relationships are.
These last few days I have been having panic attacks again. I don't know what it is but I feel oppressed to the point I can't breath and no one gives hoot so I freak out, I scream, shout, punch walls, hit myself on the head hard, then finally take Klonopin to calm down. I'm stressed out of my mind, and i have a sense of fear that takes over my body. Like something is going to happen, something horrible. Its not a nervousness, it is rampant fear I can feel in my back and neck, something undescribable, like a horror movie inside my head.
I've also been feeling presences around me which sometimes talk to me, they are not hallucinations, but I can feel them. Its like an intuition of their presence, i don't see them, and I don't hear them either. its like an understanding of what these presences are trying to tell me. Some are supportive, some are nasty cruel, some are lovely, some are aloof. Some are aggressive and some are nice. But I feel they are trying to help me, I'm just to stupid or fearful to do something. There is something I'm not doing right, and hence I'm in hell because its my own damn fault and I'm a wuss for not being able to do these things I don't understand in the first place. I feel f-ing crazy.
These last few days I have been having a really hard time doing simple things like taking a shower.
Also having intense nightmares. I feel I'm in hell and the pastor at my church today told me i was in hell, not directly but it felt he was talking to me.
I cant do anything by myself, and what the hell am I gonna do when my parents die. I have a hard time keeping my head straight to read an email, so i've been miserable and unable to focus at work. I'm nervous I'll get fired.
I'm nervous about everything.
I promise to write something more positive in the future.
Thanks for reading.
Love
me