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What Are You Feeling Today? Not Thinking, Rather Feeling! Can You Identify Yours?

I'm struggling today. Hubby has left for Saudi Arabia on business, he will be back next week. He was stressed about going and had a few last minute hassles one of which resulted in him taking my phone as his isn't working.

Neither of us slept last night. I am left feeling tearful and I have started shaking again which is something I did have under control. Everything feels like such a huge task and I can't help but be constantly vigilant, worrying that something bad is going to happen.

I hate feeling like this. It is another reminder that the PTSD cup can overflow.
 
I feel like crawling back into bed. I know it is the anxiety and depression this time,not my chronic illness. I can tell because I don't feel sick, nor really tired. I just don't want to deal with the reality that is my life. Money issues. My husband works so hard, I can't because of disability, but it really shouldn't be so difficult to make ends meet. Yet it is. I don't like some of the choices he is making regarding like dipping into our retirement funds to make ends meet. There has to be a better way. There is where the anxiety lies.

I will not climb back into bed. Have to remind myself that the thoughts will just follow me there.
 
Somewhat refreshed/normal from getting good sleep the last few nights, but also nauseous from beginning meds again. Looking forward (sort of) to cleaning up a lot of crap around my place this weekend that I haven't had the energy to deal with over the last several months.
 
I survived the day and done what I needed, only one job left and I'll do that after this post.

I made myself go to the gym and I'm proud of myself for going, even though I didn't do as much as usual, only 20 minutes on equipment instead of 30+ minutes. I rewarded myself by going for a swim and then relaxing in the spa pool.

I began to relax as I drove home. That is until a refuse truck tried to pull into my lane when I was on the space. Immediate panic as my PTSD was triggered by a car crash with a truck. I had to pull over until I composed myself - thank goodness for essential lemon oil.

Okay, last job of the day. I will go and walk the dogs. On the plus side, all this exercise means I can have a glass of wine tonight.
 

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