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How's Your Day Been? Each Day is Different, So Make Your Mark Daily

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Well I felt better than I did yesterday. I did the food shopping by myself. It went alot faster because I was alone. My husband walks so slow. I felt some anxiety putting the groceries away.

I went to my daughters house alone, husband did not feel good so he stayed at home. I had a wonderful time. It was so great to have a break from the caregiving. My husband does ok at home by himself. Still.

I feel so refreshed. Tommorow it will be back to the old routine.
 
I never work on Sundays but might do so today because of the oncoming blizzard. I'm one of the few people at work who lives in town.

I have the key to open the store just in case I'm the only one who can make it over there, except I've never opened before so that could be interesting. We told the three high school kids who live out in the country to not even come to work, so if I end up being the only person working and we get pre-blizzard busy I might be seriously overwhelmed. I really hope area residents made provision yesterday.
 
Today has been hard for me. I've been going over what I want to talk to my therapist about, and printing out some things I've written in my diary/journal so I don't have to speak them. I know when I say them out-loud, I trigger myself.

Yesterday, I did a really foolish thing. I was feeling pretty strong, and I forgot it's my shoulder, not my hand, that is damaged. So I decided to pick a knife up off the table. Rather than moving my chair into position to use my right hand, I extended my left arm out and almost fainted. It reminded me very quickly not to do that. Such a stupid move on my part.
My physical therapist is coming tomorrow, so we shall see if I messed it up again. Sigh.

The woman who was suppose to take me to my therapy appointment on Friday let me know she can drop me off, but can't take me back home. I got upset, and told her she needed to find me a ride, since I've already canceled once, and I really need to talk to him. So she ask the guy who takes out my trash to do it. He came over to find out what was going on. He thought it was for a physical therapy thing, and when I told him it was for my mental health, he wanted to know what was wrong. So I told him I have PTSD. He had no clue what that is. Sigh.

When I told him, he laughed and thought I was joking when I said in the past people had tried to kill me. Even as recently as last year. He commented he hoped they were in jail. I told him the facts of life, and he goes, "Wow. You are serious aren't you?" I said yes, and escorted him to the door. Which made me upset. Now he's going to think I"m crazy. sigh. I've already been through this with another neighbor a few years ago. I hate having to explain things to people.

They either don't believe you, or they think you're nuts, or they think your dangerous. Sigh. grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
 
Safenow, perhaps he does believe you. It is a lot to take in for most people, even ourselves at times. I do think it was incredibly rude for him to have asked. I guess people are just curious by nature and speak before really thinking. May I ask, why did you feel compelled to tell him? No need to answer if my question seems rude. I do not mean to offend.
 
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