VioletButterfly
Diamond Member
I don't know what is going on. I feel like I'm going to explode with anxiety and too depressed to lift a finger. I feel like my light has been blown out, but my mind is swirling away in the darkness anyway. I'm trying to be compassionate, but I keep having these thoughts and keep tagging them - that's a cognitive distortion..... over and over again. It's making a mess of my ability to perform everyday life activities. Things just seem like they never settle down. I'm afraid I'll miss an appointment (did that yesterday), afraid I'll be late paying a bill, afraid of this, afraid of that, afraid of everything.
It's like my plate is full of either stress or disappointments. I'm still having to play by everyone else's rules where I come out with the short straw. I'm not whining and I'm not I the pity pool - I'm struggling and getting nowhere but more and more lost as time goes on. It feels like I'm going crazy.
Like, I try to do the right things and keep coming out with the wrong results. Am I not supposed to call about benefits before going to see a doctor when I have new insurance? Am I not supposed to go to the market? Am I not supposed to pay my bills on time? Am I not to try to help myself?
I'm very confused. And, I feel like a total hypocrite because I can see through someone else's dilemma and offer support out here, but can't accept the support I can give to others and turn it around to help myself. I think all of this has got to be part of PTSD, but does it ever get any better? I feel like I'm getting worse.
Sorry. Really. It's just all pent up inside. VB
It's like my plate is full of either stress or disappointments. I'm still having to play by everyone else's rules where I come out with the short straw. I'm not whining and I'm not I the pity pool - I'm struggling and getting nowhere but more and more lost as time goes on. It feels like I'm going crazy.
Like, I try to do the right things and keep coming out with the wrong results. Am I not supposed to call about benefits before going to see a doctor when I have new insurance? Am I not supposed to go to the market? Am I not supposed to pay my bills on time? Am I not to try to help myself?
I'm very confused. And, I feel like a total hypocrite because I can see through someone else's dilemma and offer support out here, but can't accept the support I can give to others and turn it around to help myself. I think all of this has got to be part of PTSD, but does it ever get any better? I feel like I'm getting worse.
Sorry. Really. It's just all pent up inside. VB