Analogy: My Ptsd Feels Like...

[BloomInWinter]

Like an endless trek along a rocky cliff face.

 

[Marguerite]

I have to walk 100 feet on an eight inch wide plank 1000 feet off the ground, and the tissue in my body is shrieking.

 

[Gloria]

My PTSD is that terrifying first moment when I wake up in the morning and think that my horrible nightmare is happening now.

I have to tell myself that it isn't happening now and shake the feeling. I have to use my senses to come to the present.

 

['91 Girl]

My PTSD feels like I am walking through the fog in a desert with 2 feet of visibility. I pass by dead bodies as I walk, and then look over my shoulder to see them stand up and start chasing me. As I run away, I pass more which also start chasing me. Meanwhile, my therapist is walking calmly beside me encouraging me to turn around and face them because fighting will stop some and slow the rest down. But I am frightened and want to keep running.

 

[starry]

Mine is like the effects of a bushfire. Everything is burnt and black. There is lots of thick smoke and I can barely see myself. I can't recognise the world around me. Everything I know has been destroyed. I am trying to survive and sort of trying to grow new 'green shoots' of grass however it is so hard when most of me is burnt and charred.

 

[Britt.f7]

A black pit.

 

[BlackbirdSinging]

Like a web that is crushing me. And no matter what anyone says.. not even my logic.. there is doom around the corner and I have to be prepared for it, brace for it, or charge after it. And anyone who tries to talk me out of the danger is CLEARLY blind to it. I'm pretty sure it has got to be a circle of hell all it's own where everyone is evil nothing is safe and I'm alone to face it.

 

[Tanishq]

Like I am tired all the time and get tired too easily.

 

[Bosco2153]

...like one 'me' has the real 'me' by the hair, dragging me along against my will.

 

[Chincho]

Like I'm cornered by a tiger who is waiting for me to make the slightest move.

 

[BloomInWinter]

My PTSD feels like the largest mountain I've ever climbed, without training, equipment, or help.

 

[JustBe]

My PTSD feels like quicksand, oozing and sucking to pull me down into the suffocating dark.