Strangelongtrip
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Recently I've been doing much better, so I feel like I shouldn't really reach out for help. I've stopped really doing anything in therapy, I've stopped seeking out help in general. But I still have these leftover symptoms that make living hard, just not as hard, so I feel like it's not important. I've tried typing this out like three times but keep closing it and crying.
It's really hard to describe and I don't know if it's a physical health problem or mental health. I feel so unmotivated and want to lay in bed all day, I've been having bad fatigue. I feel really numb but then I'll randomly feel really happy or content, like waking up from this weird fugue state. It's strange, it's like I'm doing better but worse. I haven't been able to get myself motivated. I've been trying to write a novel, I'm about halfway through and want to finish it up by class starting, but I can write for three days and knock out two or three dozen pages and then I need like four days of break. It makes me feel like a failure that I can't write every day, which probably makes me depressed in the first place. I try to do smaller tasks, like one page at a time and take a break, but it still makes me feel like I'm never going to get anywhere. It's also putting myself out there--something I'm creating and hope to sell, and hope people like, and I was always told by an abusive family member that writing wouldn't get me anywhere and there's only ONE good career path.
And every time I have to leave my house, I feel like I'm going to have a panic attack. I've started hyperventilating when I just have to go to the gym. I've had panic attacks and not been able to go into the gym. It seems like the gym is a huge trigger for me, and I think it's because of medical anxiety more than PTSD? But they're linked in that my medical issues that have made me nearly pass out at the gym before make me feel helpless, and unsafe, which is a stressor or trigger for flashbacks, pain and panic. I also get nervous around all those people with heavy equipment. It may be dumb but I feel like they're going to hurt me sometimes. They have such serious faces, I feel like they're mad at me for not knowing what I'm doing. They look so fit and I'm so weak, but the whole reason I'm there is to get strong for my injuries and for feeling safer.
And the small stuff I still have to work on feels so unnecessary, but I guess after reading this back it still is. Thank you for reading.
It's really hard to describe and I don't know if it's a physical health problem or mental health. I feel so unmotivated and want to lay in bed all day, I've been having bad fatigue. I feel really numb but then I'll randomly feel really happy or content, like waking up from this weird fugue state. It's strange, it's like I'm doing better but worse. I haven't been able to get myself motivated. I've been trying to write a novel, I'm about halfway through and want to finish it up by class starting, but I can write for three days and knock out two or three dozen pages and then I need like four days of break. It makes me feel like a failure that I can't write every day, which probably makes me depressed in the first place. I try to do smaller tasks, like one page at a time and take a break, but it still makes me feel like I'm never going to get anywhere. It's also putting myself out there--something I'm creating and hope to sell, and hope people like, and I was always told by an abusive family member that writing wouldn't get me anywhere and there's only ONE good career path.
And every time I have to leave my house, I feel like I'm going to have a panic attack. I've started hyperventilating when I just have to go to the gym. I've had panic attacks and not been able to go into the gym. It seems like the gym is a huge trigger for me, and I think it's because of medical anxiety more than PTSD? But they're linked in that my medical issues that have made me nearly pass out at the gym before make me feel helpless, and unsafe, which is a stressor or trigger for flashbacks, pain and panic. I also get nervous around all those people with heavy equipment. It may be dumb but I feel like they're going to hurt me sometimes. They have such serious faces, I feel like they're mad at me for not knowing what I'm doing. They look so fit and I'm so weak, but the whole reason I'm there is to get strong for my injuries and for feeling safer.
And the small stuff I still have to work on feels so unnecessary, but I guess after reading this back it still is. Thank you for reading.