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Susan Jane
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My worst case scenario mindset is usually something I can control, but this time it ran me over like a train, and my frozen panic took over. That lands me in my eyes in the headlights of an oncoming car panic and I land in bed, and then the effin depression comes cause I seriously can not leave my apartment and I don't eat. This time I called my friends and asked for help even though I was embarrassed. Toxic positivity, makes me want to scream, I am a normally positive person when I am not drowning. If that worked in my episodes I would be chanting all day. Thanks for giving me even more hope by saying "there is no reason my good stuff won't return". That is my battle of faith, and when I do not have any the critic comes in and tells me I will never get better too far gone. This shit is so exhausting....However I am learning more and more by listening to other people's stories. Much appreciated...so you've jumped to a worst case scenario mindset. No, this isn't the power of positive thinking or any such nonsense. This is accepting that you have experienced what you like, you aren't right now, but there is no reason you won't go back to exactly what you liked feeling either.
That is true, just when I get rid of one symptom another one bites and it is often more intense. Last night I couldn't get to sleep after a month of okay sleep. I started having horribly vivid intrusive thoughts, I had forgot about them, as it had not happened for a log time. Scared the shit out of me, I finally was able to tell my sister about it. I have never told anyone about these thoughts, not even my therapist...after I told her it didn't go, but I was able to calm myself and have a good laugh with her about this bizarre thought..I have explained over the years, PTSD is like this thing always looking for an in to drag you back into its sewer. One negative thing, and PTSD amplifies it to try and overwhelm me.
This is what has save me from that road, I could not traumatize my son. I also do not want to die, I want to live as I have said before.My act would traumatise another.
I believe it is a selfish act too, however, I also believe that sometimes we lose people this way because the suffering they are experiencing, is too out of control, and they are not in their right mind. I lost a very close friend in Australia, she was the kindest mom and friend, and I was angry with her. However, I knew how much she loved her children, and I also knew she had had so much shit in her life that she didn't deserve. She waited till her kids were old enough to take care of themselves, and I knew she must have been so desperate and I felt compassion. I was able to support her kids per telephone and it really broke my heart.
Thanks for your input Anthony....
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