ladee
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This could have gone under three different subjects, anxiety, depression and dissociation... So sense I am in panic mode right now... doesn't even matter, I am so scattered right now....
All of this because of a stupid job I don't even want.... long story short, it has been a paper chase for me from day one... we need xyz.. ok, got xyz, oh, you can't start until April... deep sigh..
Was already depressed, a really dark one this time... disassociated a lot during that time... would see someone 'liked' a comment I made... hmm, went back and read, don't even remember posting that... and on it goes....
In the meantime, I am staying in contact with the Director... nothing she can do about the delay of THEM getting it together,contracted work, and once and for all telling me I also need FUC to go with xyz.... oh, then why wasn't I told at the beginning of everything I needed....?????
Keeping in mind, I am in and out of reality, trying not to self hate myself to death, and get all this crap together....
Last time I talked with contractor, was told I yet needed more paper work.... Ok, my stress cup is already overflowing.....and I am getting pissed... Anger is how I deal with crap like this.... not saying it works, just saying that is what is going on inside...
So the final interview is set up for today....Went to the place I keep all my paperwork, for anything, and it's not there !!! That pile of papers to get this stupid job I don't even really want.Gone. I have turned this house upside down, looked in my car... nothing.... so I am getting more and more anxious....
Then :stop:, just :stop:!!!!! Called the contractor, told I would reschedule the interview when I find all the paperwork... and the whole time I am wanting to scream that PTSD steals things from me... steals time and memories.... that my hands are shaking over something so simple as finding a pile of papers...
Growth here tho.... I am not hating on myself, not beating myself over the head, not ready to go jump off any bridges.... I am just passionately hating PTSD.... I hate that I have it... I hate that everyone here has it, I hate what it does to our lives.. to our hard worked for sanity....I hate it's randomness... I just HATE PTSD....
So it's all cancelled for now.... no big deal... they have had me on hold about this for MONTHS... a few days won't matter one way or the other...
I calmed myself down... did some grounding... a lot of breathing.... trying to not let the monkey voices be heard....
This may make no sense at all... like huge areas of my life, but I had to get it out....
But also wondering who else just HATES PTSD...... I would send hugs, but I think sweaty, shaky hugs are not necessary .....
All of this because of a stupid job I don't even want.... long story short, it has been a paper chase for me from day one... we need xyz.. ok, got xyz, oh, you can't start until April... deep sigh..
Was already depressed, a really dark one this time... disassociated a lot during that time... would see someone 'liked' a comment I made... hmm, went back and read, don't even remember posting that... and on it goes....
In the meantime, I am staying in contact with the Director... nothing she can do about the delay of THEM getting it together,contracted work, and once and for all telling me I also need FUC to go with xyz.... oh, then why wasn't I told at the beginning of everything I needed....?????
Keeping in mind, I am in and out of reality, trying not to self hate myself to death, and get all this crap together....
Last time I talked with contractor, was told I yet needed more paper work.... Ok, my stress cup is already overflowing.....and I am getting pissed... Anger is how I deal with crap like this.... not saying it works, just saying that is what is going on inside...
So the final interview is set up for today....Went to the place I keep all my paperwork, for anything, and it's not there !!! That pile of papers to get this stupid job I don't even really want.Gone. I have turned this house upside down, looked in my car... nothing.... so I am getting more and more anxious....
Then :stop:, just :stop:!!!!! Called the contractor, told I would reschedule the interview when I find all the paperwork... and the whole time I am wanting to scream that PTSD steals things from me... steals time and memories.... that my hands are shaking over something so simple as finding a pile of papers...
Growth here tho.... I am not hating on myself, not beating myself over the head, not ready to go jump off any bridges.... I am just passionately hating PTSD.... I hate that I have it... I hate that everyone here has it, I hate what it does to our lives.. to our hard worked for sanity....I hate it's randomness... I just HATE PTSD....
So it's all cancelled for now.... no big deal... they have had me on hold about this for MONTHS... a few days won't matter one way or the other...
I calmed myself down... did some grounding... a lot of breathing.... trying to not let the monkey voices be heard....
This may make no sense at all... like huge areas of my life, but I had to get it out....
But also wondering who else just HATES PTSD...... I would send hugs, but I think sweaty, shaky hugs are not necessary .....
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