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Embarrassed And Feeling Foolish

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NarcSis

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I've been feeling completely foolish since yesterday morning and horribly embarrassed anytime I even tell anyone this...
I got lost in my own bedroom!!

Yes, you read it right, LOST, in my own bedroom and I was completely awake!!!!!!!

The other night I stayed up late, my hubby is on day shift so he was off to bed early; I was up until around midnight when I figured I should try to get some sleep. I've been tossing and turning for the past few nights and my sleep pattern has fallen back again despite my new 'sleep program'.

I went up at just after midnight, it was dark, I stood for a while to let my eyes adjust to the dim light, went into the room, straight to the bathroom, did my usual routine, shut off the light, again let my eyes adjust and went back into the bedroom. It was pitch black despite having my eyes adjusted to the bathroom, there was less light in our bedroom.

Now I can do this walk with my eyes closed, turn, five steps, reach out and bed. Somehow I got turned around, completely lost my sense of direction...I took the five steps, reached out, didn't feel the bed, figured I was just too far to the left, took a step right, reached out - nothing but air and nothing but complete darkness in front of me. I stood up, baffled and trying to make sense of this. I bent forward at the waist, flailed my arms out to my right...nothing but air! I figured if I just kept walking, I'd have to hit a wall right? So I took two steps further, reached out, nothing. I took another two steps, finally hit a wall. Should have realized by then that I was starting to panic.

Touched the wall, relaxed a little. Didn't recognize the wall, it wasn't a wall near my bed, those ones have outside corners, this one was long and flat, this didn't make any sense! I could hear my heart pounding in my ears. I stood there holding the wall, feeling it, feeling for the door to our bedroom; if I was where I thought I should be, it should be right there! It wasn't. The next thing I know, I get this strange feeling - it was like the wall was curved! yes, it felt curved - ahhhh, the tricks of a reeling mind. I began to flail along the wall frantically searching for something I could recognize and my hand hit a door casing to my left. I grabbed onto that damn moulding like it was a lifesaver!!! But when I started to really feel it, it wasn't the door to our bedroom, it was the door to our closet - on the complete opposite side of the room as our bed. I was completely baffled, none of it added up in my head. I even checked to make sure my darn eyes were open.

I must have stood there trying to get a hold of myself for at least two or three minutes! I finally started to calm down. If I was facing the direction that I was in, I should be able to back up a few feet and see the light on the dvd player....didn't see it. Panicked again. Saw a light, but didn't know what it was, it sure wasn't the dvd player and it was in the complete opposite direction to where I should have been looking! I calmed enough to realize I had to take two steps back again and cling onto that damn door moulding. I almost gave up there. I couldn't here anything but my heart pounding in my ears. I wanted to call out to my husband but I thought it would be pretty stupid of me to wake him and besides, I WAS IN MY OWN ROOM, this was completely silly! I stood for another minute at least trying to form a plan. I wanted to drop to the floor and cry.

My head finally cleared enough to think about where this door was in relation to our bedroom door, I followed the wall and eventually made it to the bedroom door. I then opened that door to let in some light, located the bed and made a beeline for it. I had never in my life been so glad to be safe in my own bed!!!

God! In my own room! I got lost! I've been doing this same routine for YEARS and then poof, its all gone and I get LOST.

I feel like a complete idiot. My husband laughed at me, but reminded me that I DID calm myself down and I WAS able to work it out on my own...this is all that matters.

He put a small glow in the dark light on the floor beside the bed last night...........uh, embarrassing!
 
Oh gosh, this almost triggered me! I sleepwalk Medic...and I KNOW that feeling. What you just described (very well, by the way) is exactly how I feel when I wake up while/after sleepwalking in a place that I didn't go to sleep. It can be my own kitchen, staircase, livingroom...and yes, bedroom too, and I get so confused and scared that I usually just end up doing what you said you felt like doing - lying down on the floor to find safety and solidity.

I know my expereince is a bit different from your...but so similar in description. Oh, and, my husband laughs at me too...but it's not always so funny.

Take care,
Grainne
 
This reminded me of when I was a little girl. My mother used to tuck us into bed so tight. I would wake up many nights completely under the covers and I would spin and flail around in my bed trying to find the opening where my pillow was. I would totally panic and it seemed like I was in there for an hour. I can remember after maybe the 10th time, saying to myself...ok there are 4 sides, 1 has to be the opening. So, I hit one side...mind you, it is totally dark and suffocating...and I said 1 side, went around the next corner, and counted 2 sides, then 3 sides...so the next one SHOULD be the opening...NOPE! I shared a room with 2 sisters and sometimes I would be screaming for someone to help. They usually would just yell at me to shut up. Anyway, I didn't mean to start rambling but you getting lost in your bedroom reminded me so much of me getting lost in my bed. When you are in pitch dark, it can be very hard to get your bearings. Good idea with the nightlight! I have nightlights in EVERY room of my house!!

Jen
 
Hi Medic

I felt for you as I read this post. I could sense your anxiety and panic building. This must have been so scary and overwhelming for you. 100 gold stars though for dealing with it so well. :smile: It can be devastating to realise that sometimes we can't do even the most basic things, things that are routine, simple, require little concious thought. You did brilliantly to hold it together.

I can completely identify with your feelings of embarrassment. A few weeks ago I was writing an assignment. I spent 3 hours writing notes on A5 paper. I went to review the notes and couldn't remember writing the first page at all. It was completely alien. I felt embarrassed and ashamed of myself and scared too. Why couldn't I remember? What was wrong with me?

Thanks for sharing this experience. I hope that you can rest well and safe in your bedroom from now on.

Nicky x
 
Okay, Okay, Onebravegirl - Yes, looking back, it is really quite funny. Especially the part where I panicked...IN MY OWN BEDROOM less than 4 feet from my bed!!!

I still feel pretty dumb though. IMO this NEVER should have played out this way, NEVER. Why did it play out this way? Because PTSD has rattled the common sense right out of me! I couldn't reason worth a damn for about 5 minutes!! Panic, that was the only thing there, panic.

I did win though. I did beat it. So to all of you out there, there is hope, it can be beaten.

Laugh it up GF! :)
 
Wow good for you guys! I don't often find much to laugh about when I'm that frightened...it's such a sickening feeling for me.

I have much to learn...
 
Talked This Out with T

Talked this issue out with my T today, again, me laughing about it now and just feeling completely embarrassed - the whole thing for me defied logic and I think this is what I found so funny. How does someone actually get lost in a space they know intimately???? It completely defies logic and I rely heavily on logic for everything I do. I think that this is the important part of the whole experience, logic gets hijacked and nothing is actually supposed to make sense during a panic state and that fact is okay. I was never in any danger, I was never in a position where anyone could have gotten hurt, so I can allow myself to see the humour in it.

We did find the source of the panic though and its track back to my trauma - it was the fact that I couldn't identify anything, similar to what happened to me that day at work, I was struggling to make sense of what I was seeing, nothing seemed to make sense and it left me at a loss. There was a certain amount of loss of control on my part. I didn't know where I was, nothing seemed to make sense and that is what triggered the panic.

My T was concerned about my labelling at the time - to me it was "insane" and I felt like I'd fallen into the twilight zone or something...nothing was as it should be. She wanted to make sure that I didn't actually think that I was "insane" or "crazy" or that this type of thing would start to happen all the time. I reassured her that my use of the terms was for simple expression and not a true belief afterall, I'm injured, I'm not "mentally ill".

I did like the fact that I did experience something that was beyond my realm of belief though, kinda keeps me on my toes. (and laughing again, sorry, Grainne). I am fascinated by the human mind and its multifaceted nature - the fact that the wall felt curved, the fact that I was completely turned around in literally a 40 sq. ft. section of my bedroom, the fact that things that should have made sense just didn't - truly amazes me and its difficult to really appreciate the complexity until you experience it. Fascinating. (in retrospect, totally frightening at the time).

I have fear that is may happen again, we've got the silly little light by the bed now but I know I cannot rely on that forever. I will have to conquer this fear soon before I begin to rely on the light.

Grainne, its like some dreams - sometimes you wake up and when you apply logic to the things you found disturbing at the time, in retrospect, they're not all that disturbing because to your awake mind, they just don't make sense. (ie. Pink bunny smoking a cigarette???? Sounds stupid huh? but when I was asleep it was pretty disturbing! LOL.) My getting lost/disoriented while completely awake and sober and safe in my own bedroom, well its kinda like that. :crazy:

Hugs. Sleep well and remember to smile at yourself once in a while.
 
Hey Medic,

Great work at therapy! Tracking the panic back to it's source...trying to make sense of what you are seeing and experiencing...well done! It's always so great when you can make sense of something like that.

And I don't begrudge you your giggles :) just wish I could see the humor in my own experiences that have been simliar. Then again, my nightmares are constant and my sleepwalking almost nightly. Kinda different scenario...(one that I am very glad that you do NOT have in common with me...lol)

Thanks for the note
Grainne :)
 
I'v had a few of those
scared me more than some other things
and felt the saftey of the the bed with my heart pounding
witch so un like me because see so well in the dark and my suroundings
it scared the phibbes out me too.
 
I'v had a few of those
scared me more than some other things
and felt the saftey of the the bed with my heart pounding
which unlike me because see so well in the dark and my suroundings
it scared the phibbes out me too.Then panic the panic attack
just the bed was home and safe
 
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