When I experience flash backs (which can be triggered by way of an entire person; from things they are wearing, their mannerisms, facial expressions, the way they talk, their energy, etc etc.), a war breaks out in my head. My head explodes into a million puzzle pieces. That's the short version, but I can't seem to manage it and I will not be able to sustain work without knowing how. My T validates me and all of that fuzzy stuff and listens to my pain, but that's all. I need more of a support system and I don't know how to get that or what that looks like.
I have this fantasy a lot. I fantasize about a big hand coming down out of the sky, picking me up and putting me in a place where I have a complete support system for a time. I have my husband--he is AWESOME, but he has to go to work every day. When he leaves, I can't stay in reality. Every time he leaves the house, I feel dead inside and go on a spin. I don't feel alive until he gets home. Then, I have my T. She's great. I love her. I love both of them. But that's all I have. And God, I have God. I have a faith.... but all of that, doesn't seem like it's getting me any closer to living a fulfilling life like I was before the trauma. It's starting to really beat me down.