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But you are brave and you are facing things head on, and that is admirable. :) You are so very strong, don't forget that.
OMG me too. LOL.When it's me, I'm just a whiner...
OMG me too. LOL.
Here's why you're brave though - you're facing it, even though it sucks and you hate it. You're doing what you've got to do. That's brave. :)
Well, depends on who's dragging you. You dragging yourself?But, I'm not sure being dragged kicking and screaming my way through deserves to be called "brave"... (I'm still working on not attacking myself - saying something nice is even tougher.)
Yeah, it is like you have one foot in the trauma past, and one in the here-and-now, with the past is threatening to suck you back in. Totally get it. This is what I struggle with, too. And I am an over-the-hill granny who just got started on all this therapy stuff last year. I have whined and groused a bit, in my diary, about wondering why I want to do this at this stage in life. Bottom line is, I want to finally not be controlled by my past abuses and trauma. I am more than that and so are you. Thus, the kid side of me goes kicking and screaming to therapy each week with the adult me, strongly holding the kid's hand, ensuring her that this is for our good.I think I'm starting to realize that when I feel like this, I really am thinking like a kid. Dealing with everything is screwing with my brain... Somehow I made it through fine the first time... It's the second time that's tough
But, I'm not sure being dragged kicking and screaming my way through deserves to be called "brave"... (I'm still working on not attacking myself - saying something nice is even tougher.)
OK, I'll try to give myself some credit... My therapist always says that a lot of clients say they want to work on things, but when it comes down to it, they don't actually do anything... I guess I'm doing better than them... As much as I hate this, I know I'll eventually have to remember everything.
I want to say life was easier when I was in denial, but in reality, I was just ignoring what a mess I was because of it...
Yeah, it is like you have one foot in the trauma past, and one in the here-and-now, with the past is threatening to suck you back in. Totally get it. This is what I struggle with, too. And I am an over-the-hill granny who just got started on all this therapy stuff last year. I have whined and groused a bit, in my diary, about wondering why I want to do this at this stage in life. Bottom line is, I want to finally not be controlled by my past abuses and trauma. I am more than that and so are you. Thus, the kid side of me goes kicking and screaming to therapy each week with the adult me, strongly holding the kid's hand, ensuring her that this is for our good.
And denial has its benefits except when stuff leaks out in momentary anger or fear. Then it does not work, does it? I hate it when the trauma-based reactions leak out. Up until this last year, fear kept me from facing the past as it affects life today. Now, like you, we have a means in which to deal and learn how better to live, even if we are on the "old" side of life. You have support now. Your Therapist. It is easier having someone walk next to you in this journey. You will do all the hard work but it will be done with encouragement, listening interest, and guidance. This is better than we could have hoped for, otherwise. So, @PTSDGuy, keep putting one foot in front of the other. The hard work is worth it. I can attest to this. Good job on starting your diary, BTW.
Well, depends on who's dragging you. You dragging yourself?
Brave.
Someone else dragging you w/out your consent? Torture, IMHO.
Like trying to drive to work every day and finding myself driving like an idiot because I've been cut off so many times that something "snaps"? I still don't know what triggers it..
I assume this has started since you started therapy? Or at the point where you knew you needed help? This is my take...my unprofessional opinion so feel free to toss it in the waste basket. Could it be that the frustration, anger, and need of control is bubbling to the surface? Sometimes all those locked emotions blow out in various ways like a rocket blowing skyward after a huge burst of energy. That energy has to go somewhere. Yours is the car. It is a subconscious way to "let it out". I think that is why so many PTSDers are risk takers. There is a need for extreme physical expression to "release" the inner build-up of angst. My hubby does not have PTSD but his driving is where he takes his frustration out. He is a quiet guy but stupid drivers can elicit a verbal reaction and a heavy-footed response on the gas pedal if he is miffed. He is not a "roadrager" but I know when he is ticked. Otherwise, he is an even-minded person.