Upside Down Eagle
Diamond Member
I think I am making improvements (I hope so). Contrary to the last winter I had, which was horrendous, this past winter I haven't demolished any furniture or other physical things, I have only been suicidal like two days, and I have kept the screaming tantrums at bay. Quite good progress, as last year I wasn't even sure I would ever recover.
But I still "let it slip" now and then. Most times it occurs when I haven't slept or eaten enough. Tonight I only managed to sleep three hours before I got up, and like a whip I respond by being jumpy and prone to the Anxiety & Rage combi. When I feel like this I can't control my reactions very well.
So now and then I let out a scream like I'm being tortured. I live in a house with 18 (yes, 18) other people. They are little studios in one big house, and I bet a quarter of those can hear me scream. I tend to scream with intervals, like a couple of screams in the evening, and sometimes I go weeks, even months without screaming.
Now I really, really don't want to talk to my housemates about this. I am terrified of it. I have only told the dude who is living above me about the PTSD, because I threw a major tantrum once and alarmed him. I am just wondering what is crossing the line. I don't want to bother them, but sometimes I can't help it.
Welcoming any advice.
But I still "let it slip" now and then. Most times it occurs when I haven't slept or eaten enough. Tonight I only managed to sleep three hours before I got up, and like a whip I respond by being jumpy and prone to the Anxiety & Rage combi. When I feel like this I can't control my reactions very well.
So now and then I let out a scream like I'm being tortured. I live in a house with 18 (yes, 18) other people. They are little studios in one big house, and I bet a quarter of those can hear me scream. I tend to scream with intervals, like a couple of screams in the evening, and sometimes I go weeks, even months without screaming.
Now I really, really don't want to talk to my housemates about this. I am terrified of it. I have only told the dude who is living above me about the PTSD, because I threw a major tantrum once and alarmed him. I am just wondering what is crossing the line. I don't want to bother them, but sometimes I can't help it.
Welcoming any advice.