You Know You Have PTSD When...

[TwoDee2ThreeDee]

@ISupportHer, nice one!

 

[shadowchaser]

You lose your wallet and Kindle after you clean. You think you might have thrown them away and go threw a mad dash for several hours digging threw the trash in your house as well as the trash for your building. Eventually you can down and take a shower. Later that night you go into the freezer to pull out something to eat and find a very frozen Kindle and wallet staring at you.

 

[Britt.f7]

When sleeping isn't an option.

 

[StarChild]

Later that night you go into the freezer to pull out something to eat and find a very frozen Kindle and wallet staring at you.

Now you can truly say, that you've got a very cool ebook reader! :D

Sounds very, very familiar to me! But it was the beeper of the company I worked for, which I unconsciously deposited in the freezer. Oh, and over time there also were a pair of socks, the pyjama of a boyfriend, (you surely can imagine, for how long we looked for that bloody pyjama, and my bf wasn't that excited).

But now, I seem to have a new personal favourite; The clothe washer. We're so fortunate, to have a washer in the bathroom of the flat. And I obviously made a strong bonding with it. - Well... I already put my watch in it for about 4 times (obviously I take the watch off, to wash my hands), and my glasses (don't know why I put them in that machine). But if I miss them, I first go to check the washer.

So what's the saying... A place for everything and everything in its place. :whistling:

 

[BlackbirdSinging]

When you struggle to sit through an episode of a police show with your parents because it's about a serial rapist and the victims giving detailed descriptions.

 

[Miss_Understood]

When you have a plan for any possible situation that may occur.

When nobody can sneak up on you because you know where everyone is.

When you pray for physical pain because you can handle that.

 

[zaniara]

When nobody can sneak up on you because you know where everyone is.

Oh, boy how I can relate to this!! :hug:

When you struggle to sit through an episode of a police show

I wouldn't. Ever again(I think). Strangely enough CSI and stuff like that was my favorite shows on the TV before I got into therapy, but lately.. NO. I just can't see stuff like that. (I gather I'm less shut down and numb now.. Or I've stopped liking the self-abusive/masochistic acting out as much.. ;) :D ) :hug:

 

[zaniara]

ater that night you go into the freezer to pull out something to eat and find a very frozen Kindle and wallet staring at you.

:D:laugh::hilarious: Oh.. That made me laugh! And I do this on/off too.. I don't know why on earth I put things in the freezer. (It took 24 hour once for me to find the wallet in there..) :D Maybe because it's such a cool place? ;) :hilarious:

But now, I seemed to have a new personal favourite; The clothe washer.

:hilarious: I'm glad that I don't own one then.. I would probably even wash the things before finding them there..

 

[StarChild]

I would probably even wash the things before finding them there..

Um, well, to be honest I did the first two times...:wacky::wideeyed::woot:

 

[p-no]

:D I feel so much at home in this thread!!! :)

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The "sitting through an episode of a police show..." reminded me of this one:

When you have zero trouble with any non-realistic tv show that has dead people in it because you have seen too many bodies to be fooled by make-up artists and such. But then, one day, you watch one of the the crime shows you never had any trouble with before and you suddenly find yourself in full trauma mode because that one time they seemingly hired a perfectionist make-up artist and after a few days of trauma response you think you should write them a letter chapeau-ing them on their excellent work. After all, they found a way to make you feel scared again of something! (Sometimes sarcasm is all that helps.) :facepalm:

 

[TwoDee2ThreeDee]

When nobody can sneak up on you because you know where everyone is.

Hey, they could hire us to be a personal surveillance system. At last, I've found a calling!

You know you have PTSD when the sleep aid companies are sending you dividend checks because you're such a great supporter.

 

[BloomInWinter]

...when you try to listen to the recording of your last PTSD session, and you plug the headphones into the microphone jack. Assuming it's quiet because of the battery, you don't notice you're actually playing it out loud where your boss and co-worker can hear it all!

DOH!!!