TillyDevine
New Here
I've been living with a very acute case of PTSD for about a year and a half, and I'm not even exaggerating-- it has been a full time job. New triggers rear their ugly heads just when I think I've worked out my worst ones. This winter has been a nightmare-- a self-imposed prison. I've not left the house but a few times. I've been choosing to stay in a cold, dark basement rather than my bedroom. I guess I'm still having trouble convincing myself that I am indeed still a human being and have every right to sleep on a bed and pee on a toilet...
But I've felt the winds of change stirring up. Spring is here and slowly the sun is peeking out, getting ready to bless us with it's healing warmth. I have been able, in the last two weeks, to do these things:
1. Physically go to town hall to pay off an excise tax
2. Physically gone to renew my driver's license
3. Physically went to a psychiatric's office and had an evaluation (diagnosis: PTSD, Dissociative Disorder NOS, among others)
4. Kept up with my areas-- even vacuumed. Cleaning up my space every day now, not letting messes accumulate
5. Had FOUR successful, semi-major social encounters!''
... are we allowed to celebrate our good weeks? Days? Even though we know they aren't permanent and we will probably fall off the healing bandwagon again? I struggle with this. I get excited when I seem to be doing well, then I go and tell my close friends and family all about it. When I have a bad episode/day/stretch of time then, they all seem disappointed in me. So I've stopped legitimizing it to others. I'm realizing that this is self-sabotage... I have every right to rejoice in every single bit of progress I make in this journey through the aftermath of trauma.
And so do you.
But I've felt the winds of change stirring up. Spring is here and slowly the sun is peeking out, getting ready to bless us with it's healing warmth. I have been able, in the last two weeks, to do these things:
1. Physically go to town hall to pay off an excise tax
2. Physically gone to renew my driver's license
3. Physically went to a psychiatric's office and had an evaluation (diagnosis: PTSD, Dissociative Disorder NOS, among others)
4. Kept up with my areas-- even vacuumed. Cleaning up my space every day now, not letting messes accumulate
5. Had FOUR successful, semi-major social encounters!''
Not everyone will be happy at your success. Nor will everyone be saddened by your losses. Be careful with whom you share you personal matters. - Mufti Ismail Menk
... are we allowed to celebrate our good weeks? Days? Even though we know they aren't permanent and we will probably fall off the healing bandwagon again? I struggle with this. I get excited when I seem to be doing well, then I go and tell my close friends and family all about it. When I have a bad episode/day/stretch of time then, they all seem disappointed in me. So I've stopped legitimizing it to others. I'm realizing that this is self-sabotage... I have every right to rejoice in every single bit of progress I make in this journey through the aftermath of trauma.
And so do you.