JEKBreatheandBelieve
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I have tried calling my therapist- too late to get a hold of her. I have tried calling the crisis line to talk with the person I spoke to last night (and a few times in the past), but there is only a man working there. He suggested I call a peer line, so I did. That was a failure because I can't talk much on the phone unless I really know how things work and the person on the other side. Writing is easier so I will try reaching out on here.
Today my husband and I went to a greenhouse/nursery to look at a compost for the gardens we are starting. When we drive in, we saw a woman in a station wagon backing out. We talked for a moment in the car, then got out and started towards the pallets of soil, mulch, and compost stuff. That's when we heard a loud sound. I can still hear it. We turned in time to see the woman that had just pulled out crash her car off to the side of the parking lot. Those of us closest stood by for a moment. Then, I turned to my husband and said "Someone should see if she is hurt." So I walked over.
I got her to open the door. She seemed fine just really shaken up and worried (mainly about non-essential things, but I get it like having perishables in the back of her car. She actually asked me if I had a refrigerator to which I politely responded 'not with me'. She was confused because she didn't remember what had happened. She just kept saying she had only come to get a tomato plant. Then, she said "I could have killed someone."
I stayed with her until the emergency workers came. I really wanted to sit right down and curl up in the parking lot at that point and have my own panic attack, but I tried really hard and I resisted. My husband and I got what we came for and then headed home. My anxiety was making me so nauseous that I took some meds for that and then I held a rock to help ground myself. When we got home I took a nap. Later my husband and I started on the gardens. We came in had dinner and started watching a movie.
That's when I realized that all day I have been re-playing that accident over and over again. And not only that, but the scenes of my own accident. I keep hearing the sound of her crash and then the sound of my crash. And her words 'I could have killed someone' keep playing over and over in my head. At the time, I calmly reassured her that she didn't and that the car definitely had damage, no one was hurt. But that line keeps playing over and over in my head because the truck driver that hit us, could have killed someone. I thought he had killed my husband. And I can't stop thinking about it.
I know how to use skills to distract myself and self-soothe, but part of my probably recently is that I build up too much anxiety by being unable to say what is causing my anxiety. So since I couldn't say it, I am writing it here. I am scared and though I have come a long way with dealing with my own accident, I guess today really shook me up and showed me there is more work to do. Right now, if anyone gets this, I could just use some reassurance that things will be okay (not safe), but okay. That I am normal for having these feelings. And another reassuring things you can think of to say because I am afraid that I won't sleep (and this is my third night struggling with last night leading to an ER visit).
Today my husband and I went to a greenhouse/nursery to look at a compost for the gardens we are starting. When we drive in, we saw a woman in a station wagon backing out. We talked for a moment in the car, then got out and started towards the pallets of soil, mulch, and compost stuff. That's when we heard a loud sound. I can still hear it. We turned in time to see the woman that had just pulled out crash her car off to the side of the parking lot. Those of us closest stood by for a moment. Then, I turned to my husband and said "Someone should see if she is hurt." So I walked over.
I got her to open the door. She seemed fine just really shaken up and worried (mainly about non-essential things, but I get it like having perishables in the back of her car. She actually asked me if I had a refrigerator to which I politely responded 'not with me'. She was confused because she didn't remember what had happened. She just kept saying she had only come to get a tomato plant. Then, she said "I could have killed someone."
I stayed with her until the emergency workers came. I really wanted to sit right down and curl up in the parking lot at that point and have my own panic attack, but I tried really hard and I resisted. My husband and I got what we came for and then headed home. My anxiety was making me so nauseous that I took some meds for that and then I held a rock to help ground myself. When we got home I took a nap. Later my husband and I started on the gardens. We came in had dinner and started watching a movie.
That's when I realized that all day I have been re-playing that accident over and over again. And not only that, but the scenes of my own accident. I keep hearing the sound of her crash and then the sound of my crash. And her words 'I could have killed someone' keep playing over and over in my head. At the time, I calmly reassured her that she didn't and that the car definitely had damage, no one was hurt. But that line keeps playing over and over in my head because the truck driver that hit us, could have killed someone. I thought he had killed my husband. And I can't stop thinking about it.
I know how to use skills to distract myself and self-soothe, but part of my probably recently is that I build up too much anxiety by being unable to say what is causing my anxiety. So since I couldn't say it, I am writing it here. I am scared and though I have come a long way with dealing with my own accident, I guess today really shook me up and showed me there is more work to do. Right now, if anyone gets this, I could just use some reassurance that things will be okay (not safe), but okay. That I am normal for having these feelings. And another reassuring things you can think of to say because I am afraid that I won't sleep (and this is my third night struggling with last night leading to an ER visit).