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There is a freedom in an online forum. Especially one like this where we can talk about things not talked about. Bur when I start to feel too connected, I have to pull away for fear of getting too close.
Then the loneliness gets too much and I come back. The Pandora's Box has been ripped open and it is Not talked about. I tried but I can't be around regular people socially. Work is not the place and I try to hold on and not get overly anxious but sometimes I still do. My boss thinks this is some kind of ... Well I don't know what she thinks really but I do know that she does not believe it is something that happens in my brain and right now, at this point, I can't control the fear and panic. It's too much, beyond medication because while meds help with the moment to moment fear and panic, but when I am triggered, the brain short circuits and I go into survival mode.
It is not an appropriate reaction when trying to figure out why an attorney has charges from the travel agency on their travel card that shouldn't be there and I made the arrangements. I just have to figure out how to fix it. Not worry about if I will get in trouble or if I am being set up to fail. I get full of fear and anger and it's as if there is this giant spotlight on me with an alarm blaring "She Made A Mistake!" I am no longer the "ME" I am trying so hard to be. I am the Survivor, calculating uncountable scenarios and what will be the right way to "handle" each one. Except this is not a survivor situation, there is no need to fight, flight, freeze or fawn. In fact ANY of those reactions are totally in appropriate. It is a problem solving situation, that has a beginning and an end so I can move on to my next problem solving situation That is the job sometimes. I am capable of this work. I am smart, creative, I can adapt and I am a hard worker.
Unless the Survivor steps up, then I'm unorganized, all over the place jumping from one task to another, completing nothing, seeking approval, eating candy, anxious, angry, and focusing on all the wrong things. The Survivor doesn't have a conception of "regular problems" for the Survivor it's a life threatening world and everyone must be watched carefully and the brain is in hyper speed watching, calculating, preparing, watching, calculating, preparing . All of this is evident in my facial expressions, my voice tone, the way I move, in fact the energy is radiating from me and the intensity does not exactly make those around me comfortable. I'm not very comfortable myself in those moments and I need to focus then on bringing myself down so I can see the situation in the right perspective.
Of course saying excuse me I am having a PTSD moment and I need to step away is not an option. Sounds like it would be but we live in a world of stigma and saying you have PTSD is an excuse for acting inappropriatly. Even my current therapist and psychiatrist will not back me up. I am looking for a new therapist but finding one who specializes in PTSD and dissociation, will take my insurance, have appointments in the evening, is close enough and taking new patients, is not easy.
So I return here because the human need to be understood trumps my fear of getting too close.
Somehow that makes me feel like a selfish, inconsiderate asshole but it is what it is.
Then the loneliness gets too much and I come back. The Pandora's Box has been ripped open and it is Not talked about. I tried but I can't be around regular people socially. Work is not the place and I try to hold on and not get overly anxious but sometimes I still do. My boss thinks this is some kind of ... Well I don't know what she thinks really but I do know that she does not believe it is something that happens in my brain and right now, at this point, I can't control the fear and panic. It's too much, beyond medication because while meds help with the moment to moment fear and panic, but when I am triggered, the brain short circuits and I go into survival mode.
It is not an appropriate reaction when trying to figure out why an attorney has charges from the travel agency on their travel card that shouldn't be there and I made the arrangements. I just have to figure out how to fix it. Not worry about if I will get in trouble or if I am being set up to fail. I get full of fear and anger and it's as if there is this giant spotlight on me with an alarm blaring "She Made A Mistake!" I am no longer the "ME" I am trying so hard to be. I am the Survivor, calculating uncountable scenarios and what will be the right way to "handle" each one. Except this is not a survivor situation, there is no need to fight, flight, freeze or fawn. In fact ANY of those reactions are totally in appropriate. It is a problem solving situation, that has a beginning and an end so I can move on to my next problem solving situation That is the job sometimes. I am capable of this work. I am smart, creative, I can adapt and I am a hard worker.
Unless the Survivor steps up, then I'm unorganized, all over the place jumping from one task to another, completing nothing, seeking approval, eating candy, anxious, angry, and focusing on all the wrong things. The Survivor doesn't have a conception of "regular problems" for the Survivor it's a life threatening world and everyone must be watched carefully and the brain is in hyper speed watching, calculating, preparing, watching, calculating, preparing . All of this is evident in my facial expressions, my voice tone, the way I move, in fact the energy is radiating from me and the intensity does not exactly make those around me comfortable. I'm not very comfortable myself in those moments and I need to focus then on bringing myself down so I can see the situation in the right perspective.
Of course saying excuse me I am having a PTSD moment and I need to step away is not an option. Sounds like it would be but we live in a world of stigma and saying you have PTSD is an excuse for acting inappropriatly. Even my current therapist and psychiatrist will not back me up. I am looking for a new therapist but finding one who specializes in PTSD and dissociation, will take my insurance, have appointments in the evening, is close enough and taking new patients, is not easy.
So I return here because the human need to be understood trumps my fear of getting too close.
Somehow that makes me feel like a selfish, inconsiderate asshole but it is what it is.
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