Today's weirdness in PTSD world is checking my husband's bank balance since his password expired a week ago. I have been secretly panicking about his bank balance for days, for no reason. Today I called the bank and reset the password, heart pounding, fight-or-flight instinct firing away. Did anything bad happen? No. He's making a deposit today and still had $ in the account. Deep inside I knew there was no reason to panic, but I did. The frigging brain chemistry is powerful powerful stuff. Obviously I should have dealt with the stupid password the moment I knew it was a trigger event, at the first sign of panic. Why didn't I? What should I do next time? (oh yes and in PTSD world there IS a next time, we know that...) Why is something so obvious and easy so twisted up? I know it's the fingerprints on the brain from C-PTSD but I need new strategies to get control over my fears....think clearly, that is the goal. thx thx