Iam, that explains my old Girl, who was mostly German Shepherd, I was hers. My Service Girl is for PTSD. She is mostly just a pup around here but when they hit she manages to wiggle her way into my tiny safe place bring me back. In public she is quite content to lay around during groups and because she is a rescue animal her demeanor keeps people from being aware of just how big she is until she lays down and stretches out
. She's got deer-like legs but even when stepped on she seems to know she is working and takes in stride. If she were not she would holler to wake the dead!!! Just from being startled or afraid you are mad at her. She's a very hard worker with a whole lot of love.
Thank you for the articles. I went over some of the information I found with my husband yesterday. We talked about fair treatment during discussions and conversations. Human Rights and treatment of each other. It was scary to find that later in the day I had snapped out of a heightened stated of an emotional flashback, if there is such a term like that. All I know is that I had gotten to such a place I was not to be reasoned with. Somewhere I was aware of this but was unable to stop myself and I was ready to throw in the towel on everything. It was literally out of control.
My husband has been there with me through everything. He has never not been willing to try to work on things with me, always been patient and understanding. I knew I had just come out of severe Migraine and was having flashbacks and was projecting my issues onto him but didn't know what to do about it. Every time I tried to talk to him I wanted to choke him! Geez, not his fault, except that 'you look fine' statement, I really hate that! But even with this great information that did explain what was obviously happening to help us with our communication, I was over the top frustrated and called a time out.
I left the room ready to leave him!! Just leave him for good, I felt nothing for him, anyone at all, and I couldn't stay anymore and as I was leaving the room I was getting angrier and angrier. I hadn't cried in days and I just let it all out. What had I done, I meant none of it, why would I say those things, why would anyone??? Because they had all been said to me, done to me, meant for me!! And I never understood it. I am playing it or and over!! I snapped out of it but it scares me to death that this happens!!
I will take this to my tdoc this morning and talk to her about it. This is the stuff we are working on. You helped me so much through this weekend and I got a lot of great info. Thank you so very much!!