Yesterday I forced myself to get out of bed and to leave the house. The psychiatrist said that I had to stop isolating myself and to get out of the house and mingle with "people".
And so, yesterday was THE day. I even set my alarm and when it went off, I spent an extra hour in bed, procrastinating. I finally drug myself out of bed, got dressed and went out to the car with my trusty dog in tow.
I find that I cannot go anywhere without her, she is like my security blanket.
I arrived at Walmart, as we needed shampoo and toilet paper, and I sat in the parking lot for an eternity trying to psych myself up to open the car door.
I finally got out of the car, locked my car three times and made my way into the store. I held onto my keys and cell phone for dear life as I walked through the store. I felt paranoid and hypervigilant as I looked around.
I was almost done shopping when I went down the junk food aisle, which was a big mistake because that is apparently where all the people who do not understand the concept of "personal space" hang out.
There was this one woman who had scraggly, wild hair who followed me up the aisle. She was so close to me, I could have reached out and poked her with my finger. I was so uncomfortable and started panicking, so I stopped and went back down the aisle....and she followed me. I almost started to have a screaming meltdown, I could feel the words bubbling in my throat. My chest felt like it was going to explode.
Instead, I left the store. I just got the hell out of there.
I hightailed it out before someone else walked too closely to me and that ended my excursion to Walmart. My attempt to stop isolating myself from others did not work out as I had hoped.
PTSD has destroyed my faith in humanity. Finding Sarah's murdered and tortured body has been the death of innocence for me. I used to think that people were innately good but I have seen with my own eyes what another human being is capable of and I am afraid now. My trust is gone. I now see people as entities who are capable of great harm towards others.
And so, today, I have spent the day in bed....again. In bed where I am safe but my life is just passing me by :(
And so, yesterday was THE day. I even set my alarm and when it went off, I spent an extra hour in bed, procrastinating. I finally drug myself out of bed, got dressed and went out to the car with my trusty dog in tow.
I find that I cannot go anywhere without her, she is like my security blanket.
I arrived at Walmart, as we needed shampoo and toilet paper, and I sat in the parking lot for an eternity trying to psych myself up to open the car door.
I finally got out of the car, locked my car three times and made my way into the store. I held onto my keys and cell phone for dear life as I walked through the store. I felt paranoid and hypervigilant as I looked around.
I was almost done shopping when I went down the junk food aisle, which was a big mistake because that is apparently where all the people who do not understand the concept of "personal space" hang out.
There was this one woman who had scraggly, wild hair who followed me up the aisle. She was so close to me, I could have reached out and poked her with my finger. I was so uncomfortable and started panicking, so I stopped and went back down the aisle....and she followed me. I almost started to have a screaming meltdown, I could feel the words bubbling in my throat. My chest felt like it was going to explode.
Instead, I left the store. I just got the hell out of there.
I hightailed it out before someone else walked too closely to me and that ended my excursion to Walmart. My attempt to stop isolating myself from others did not work out as I had hoped.
PTSD has destroyed my faith in humanity. Finding Sarah's murdered and tortured body has been the death of innocence for me. I used to think that people were innately good but I have seen with my own eyes what another human being is capable of and I am afraid now. My trust is gone. I now see people as entities who are capable of great harm towards others.
And so, today, I have spent the day in bed....again. In bed where I am safe but my life is just passing me by :(