whiteraven
Diamond Member
So, I'm doing CPT with my therapist. I hate it for a few different reasons, but am sure it will be beneficial down the road. Just my 3rd week and a TON of stuff is starting to surface, which makes it seriously hard during the week. Sometimes, I feel like I can't control my reactions to things at all - I don't just cry; I sob (and have trouble stopping). I don't just get annoyed, I get very angry and tend to sit on it, which makes the depression so much worse. I have trouble when a "normal" stressor occurs. And it's so exhausting.
I was on my way home from an appointment where I didn't get everything said that needed to be - intense stresses all week, including a near wreck that followed a lot of suicidal thinking - and the traffic was heavy. Backed up for miles. I thought it was the construction, but turned out it was an accident involving a semi. Movement was 2-3mi per hour, if that. I was sitting in the center of the traffic when my car started to jerk. It's done that before. Makes all kind of disagreeable noises and drives roughly, but according to everybody, it's fine and I should just turn up the radio so I can't hear it (yes, they actually said that).
Couple minutes later and it just shut down. Couldn't get it started. I ended up calling 911 and, through uncontrollable sobs, explained the situation. A police officer arrived maybe 15 min later (couldn't get through the traffic) and helped me get the car to the shoulder. He was super nice, actually.
I called AAA (roadside service) and they came about an hour later and towed my car. I had to go to the bathroom sooo bad. I didn't say anything to the guy, but he asked if I needed to use the bathroom and offered to stop somewhere for me. (!!!) Dropped my car off and he also offered to bring me home.
I'm ok now (well...you know), but very sore (I think because I was so tense) and exhausted. Waiting to hear about the car, had to cancel two appointments (I was supposed to see two new doctors this week. Sometimes it feels like whenever I try to do something that will move me forward, the universe steps in and knocks me off my feet).
Oh, and did I mention I am on vacation?
I was on my way home from an appointment where I didn't get everything said that needed to be - intense stresses all week, including a near wreck that followed a lot of suicidal thinking - and the traffic was heavy. Backed up for miles. I thought it was the construction, but turned out it was an accident involving a semi. Movement was 2-3mi per hour, if that. I was sitting in the center of the traffic when my car started to jerk. It's done that before. Makes all kind of disagreeable noises and drives roughly, but according to everybody, it's fine and I should just turn up the radio so I can't hear it (yes, they actually said that).
Couple minutes later and it just shut down. Couldn't get it started. I ended up calling 911 and, through uncontrollable sobs, explained the situation. A police officer arrived maybe 15 min later (couldn't get through the traffic) and helped me get the car to the shoulder. He was super nice, actually.
I called AAA (roadside service) and they came about an hour later and towed my car. I had to go to the bathroom sooo bad. I didn't say anything to the guy, but he asked if I needed to use the bathroom and offered to stop somewhere for me. (!!!) Dropped my car off and he also offered to bring me home.
I'm ok now (well...you know), but very sore (I think because I was so tense) and exhausted. Waiting to hear about the car, had to cancel two appointments (I was supposed to see two new doctors this week. Sometimes it feels like whenever I try to do something that will move me forward, the universe steps in and knocks me off my feet).
Oh, and did I mention I am on vacation?