I've just been surprised that I can't turn off my PTSD when I need to.
My husband injured his leg, and I had to take him to A&E. I was worried about him: he was worried about whether I could manage it I expected just to switch off and do what was needed, then react later, as I have all my life. Instead I was silent, withdrawn, couldn't work out where or how to to park, had to move chairs in the waiting room so no-one was behind me, startled at every door opening, got confused when giving our address and was generally a bit of a wreck. By the time we left I was unbelievably wound uo and anxious, and really struggled to drive home.
Now, two days later, I'm unfairly longing for him to go back to work, even though he is on crutches, because I want so much to be alone in silence.
It seems to me that if I expect to e able to switch it off at my convenience, perhaps I don't really believe this is a real condition.
My husband injured his leg, and I had to take him to A&E. I was worried about him: he was worried about whether I could manage it I expected just to switch off and do what was needed, then react later, as I have all my life. Instead I was silent, withdrawn, couldn't work out where or how to to park, had to move chairs in the waiting room so no-one was behind me, startled at every door opening, got confused when giving our address and was generally a bit of a wreck. By the time we left I was unbelievably wound uo and anxious, and really struggled to drive home.
Now, two days later, I'm unfairly longing for him to go back to work, even though he is on crutches, because I want so much to be alone in silence.
It seems to me that if I expect to e able to switch it off at my convenience, perhaps I don't really believe this is a real condition.