Wastinglight
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Oh sh*t sh*t sh*t.
I haven't had an anxiety attack that was triggered by my pathological fear of being cheated on in a while, but I just spent a few hours with a friend of mine, and somehow hanging out with her triggered me.
We hung out together and it was fine, she didn't say anything 'wrong', but she did talk about her online dating adventures. Actually, maybe that was what triggered my anxiety attack - the fact that my guy still had a few online dating profiles up a few months ago, and I had to make a big deal of it before he took them down.
For some reason, as soon as I got home from hanging out with this friend, I felt the compulsion to check the online dating sites again. I wish I hadn't. I found a profile of his. It appears to be a very very old one - from about 8 years ago. At least, he has his age as 8 years younger, the photo is very old and the city is also 8 years old - he no longer lives there.
The everpresent Voice of Doubt in my head was quick to jump in and say "yeah, maybe that's what he wants you to think, but maybe he's having an online affair, and the out-of-date profile might be his 'excuse' if I was was to find it."
Or, of course, it could be that it actually IS a long-forgotten profile, and he may not know it's still up. That is the most rational explanation. But when my anxiety is in full swing, rational thought is out the window...
Either way, I really really wish I hadn't looked for it, cos now I know of it's existence, I don't think I can ignore it. I have to ask him to take it down. I can't live with it being up on the net. How the hell am I going to bring that up though? He will know that I'm actively searching for profiles of his if I mention it. Goddamn it. I am such an idiot. I thought I was finally moving past my trust issues, but one moment of panic has put me back at square one. I have no way of knowing whether he is still using this dating site or not.
It's like my relationship with my guy is too good to be true, and so my anxiety-riddled brain has therefore concluded that it IS too good to be true, and has proceeded to find a way to make it a self-fulfilling prophecy, presumably so I can run away and be safe and alone again.
I know this post has absolutely nothing to do with PTSD but I had nowhere else to get all this crap out of my head, so I can start making sense of it.
Any comments, advice, vigorous-virtual-shaking-of-my-shoulders, etc. welcome.
I haven't had an anxiety attack that was triggered by my pathological fear of being cheated on in a while, but I just spent a few hours with a friend of mine, and somehow hanging out with her triggered me.
We hung out together and it was fine, she didn't say anything 'wrong', but she did talk about her online dating adventures. Actually, maybe that was what triggered my anxiety attack - the fact that my guy still had a few online dating profiles up a few months ago, and I had to make a big deal of it before he took them down.
For some reason, as soon as I got home from hanging out with this friend, I felt the compulsion to check the online dating sites again. I wish I hadn't. I found a profile of his. It appears to be a very very old one - from about 8 years ago. At least, he has his age as 8 years younger, the photo is very old and the city is also 8 years old - he no longer lives there.
The everpresent Voice of Doubt in my head was quick to jump in and say "yeah, maybe that's what he wants you to think, but maybe he's having an online affair, and the out-of-date profile might be his 'excuse' if I was was to find it."
Or, of course, it could be that it actually IS a long-forgotten profile, and he may not know it's still up. That is the most rational explanation. But when my anxiety is in full swing, rational thought is out the window...
Either way, I really really wish I hadn't looked for it, cos now I know of it's existence, I don't think I can ignore it. I have to ask him to take it down. I can't live with it being up on the net. How the hell am I going to bring that up though? He will know that I'm actively searching for profiles of his if I mention it. Goddamn it. I am such an idiot. I thought I was finally moving past my trust issues, but one moment of panic has put me back at square one. I have no way of knowing whether he is still using this dating site or not.
It's like my relationship with my guy is too good to be true, and so my anxiety-riddled brain has therefore concluded that it IS too good to be true, and has proceeded to find a way to make it a self-fulfilling prophecy, presumably so I can run away and be safe and alone again.
I know this post has absolutely nothing to do with PTSD but I had nowhere else to get all this crap out of my head, so I can start making sense of it.
Any comments, advice, vigorous-virtual-shaking-of-my-shoulders, etc. welcome.
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