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I Can No Longer Talk Now

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Me Myself and I

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I have been suffering from PTSD for 3 years, My symptoms vary, they change every now and again, and now I am no longer able to talk. My tongue feels heavy and at times I have episodes where I uncontrollably act like a little kid of 3 years old.

I giggle, sing, and do all things kids do, baring in mind that I am 23 years old.

Is this normal? Did it ever happen to you? How long it usually lasts for?

I am really so scared and afraid.
 
I don't know what's normal Nabbii. But I think sometimes it is healthier to ask the question 'is this harmful to myself or anyone else?'

I do strange things, that are often childllike, but I do them in private, and they harm no one. So I just let myelf, and don't give myself a hard time over it.
 
Nabii,
I am not sure if this is totally different or not but I have a few obstacles to talking.

I have had where I think I am feeling normal but when I try to talk I move my mouth but there is no voice. The vocal cords are not working. I also have where I expect to be fine but my muscles in the mouth and tongue struggle and I can't speak properly. In a way I would say that feels like a heavy tongue. Its like my mouth or tongue has selectively been drugged. And I have times where I try to talk and just cannot get myself to speak. Its like half of me is desperate to talk and half absolutely determined to not and the latter wins. It's very painful and problematic. Other times I am verbally fluent.

When you are singing do you feel you in some sort of altered state or not?

Sorry you are so afraid.
 
The regression thing I've experienced as well a fair amount, I find that it is part of an emotional flashback myself. Learning to nurture and reassure the child you that surfaces through identification, and actually verbal reassurance. It might seem a bit silly but what works for me is verbally telling myself in the third person things like "everything is ok", "you are safe", and "sit down and take a deep breath".
 
Thank you so very much everyone, you have no idea of how reassuring reading your replies was.

You sometimes be lost in your own world, where you no longer know what's normal and what's not, What to be afraid of and what not.

But that was very helpful, thank you so much.
 
I am no longer able to talk. My tongue feels heavy
I have experienced and do experience things like this from time to time. There've been times where my mouth for no apparent reason doesn't want to form words and my tongue feels sluggish. It's almost as though my whole mouth has gone numb, like I've been given a local anaesthetic all over it! Getting words out can be a real effort when this happens. It doesn't happen terribly often but the times that it does happen is usually when I'm feeling particularly anxious, afraid to be around people or emotionally exhausted.

The thing I struggle with a lot in recent months is breathing in deeply. It's not as bad as it was - it was so bad at one point that I couldn't even just breathe in normally without choking. My whole throat felt like it was closing up every time I breathed in, like there was something stuck in there. I went to the doctor because I thought maybe my tonsils had swollen up or something - nope, nothing wrong with my throat. My therapist suggested that it was likely to do with finally talking about my traumas. I think she's right.
 
This happens to me all the time. This aspect of myself is named Lili. She is about six or seven years old. She is the real me that has remained stuck at this age due to being dissociated from my host self for decades. She returned when my boyfriend came back to me after being gone for the last thirty years following his path and raising his son.

Lili is the one that makes my boyfriend laugh and feel young again. She doesn't come around so much anymore now that me and my family moved back to home town and across the street from the place where the worst of my traumas as a child occurred. Of all the places we could have found ourselves, me and my boyfriend ended up smack dab across the street from where we first met as children......and where I suffered the worst hell of my life. Tell me that "it" hasn't been "written."
 
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