I can't work. Unless someone specifically says I need 10 pens. then I will go & get 10 pens, so no-one notices.
But most of my job is self-driven, in that I have to get the business. I don't do anything unless it's asked of me.
Instead, I log on to this site several times a day, google endless things about memory, abuse, ptsd etc. I'm obsessed with it. Completely obsessed.
In my head I go over & over everything, I write pages in my journal at home. I fantasise about what I will tell my therapist at our next session over & over & over again. I day dream about being attacked or my therapist attacked & how I save the day.
I can't seem to stop.
Sometimes I can't even tell you what I did for the past couple of hours.
My thoughts race.
If I try & distract by setting myself a task I can't concentrate.
But most of my job is self-driven, in that I have to get the business. I don't do anything unless it's asked of me.
Instead, I log on to this site several times a day, google endless things about memory, abuse, ptsd etc. I'm obsessed with it. Completely obsessed.
In my head I go over & over everything, I write pages in my journal at home. I fantasise about what I will tell my therapist at our next session over & over & over again. I day dream about being attacked or my therapist attacked & how I save the day.
I can't seem to stop.
Sometimes I can't even tell you what I did for the past couple of hours.
My thoughts race.
If I try & distract by setting myself a task I can't concentrate.