I think I might be really anxious lately, without hardly realizing it, because I can't seem to stop writing my therapist. I'm having a hard time coping lately, it's been a very full, overwhelming two weeks.
On top of my regular workload, which is 60 hours a week + full time college + being a mother and wife with lots of family obligations, I did some heavy duty trauma work followed by a week long visit by my mother and step-father (not good company for me at all) and then topped it off by being the victim in a hit and run car accident last week, one day after they left.
Beyond that, I've been sleeping terribly the last two weeks, between frequent waking, intrusive thoughts, nightmares and struggling to find time, I'm desperately short on rest and just alternating between numb/dissociated, crying and really reactive/defensive/angry because I can't handle the sensory overload right now.
Last Monday, a couple days after the accident, I felt suicidal, which is about as bad as it gets for me, and I'm slowly improving. I've been beyond exhausted, and trying to take good care of myself.
So... lately, I've been writing my therapist almost every day. She says she does not mind, I'm not too much for her, and if I were, she would tell me and we'd work through it. I am paying for all the contact and time, of course, so... it's not that, although I have to watch the overspending on therapy at some point soon, because debt stresses me out too, sigh.
What do y'all think? I wish I knew some magic words to make me feel better, safer, calmer, and to give myself time to process everything without worrying about it. Instead... I want to share everything with her and I'm hoping she can help make me feel better somehow.
I don't know if that's a bad thing or a good thing. I'm not just relying on her, though I'm probably relying on her a lot. I'm also trying hard to get extra sleep, it's just not working, to clear the energy in my home, relax, slow down a little, and do calming things like listen to relaxation tapes. I even purchased a small statue of the Buddhist deity, Quan Yin, goddess of compassion and mercy, to remind myself to have some, because I never do, lol.
Have you ever been so tired you couldn't tell absurd from profound? That's how I feel now. So tired and muddled I hardly know which end is up sometimes.
On top of my regular workload, which is 60 hours a week + full time college + being a mother and wife with lots of family obligations, I did some heavy duty trauma work followed by a week long visit by my mother and step-father (not good company for me at all) and then topped it off by being the victim in a hit and run car accident last week, one day after they left.
Beyond that, I've been sleeping terribly the last two weeks, between frequent waking, intrusive thoughts, nightmares and struggling to find time, I'm desperately short on rest and just alternating between numb/dissociated, crying and really reactive/defensive/angry because I can't handle the sensory overload right now.
Last Monday, a couple days after the accident, I felt suicidal, which is about as bad as it gets for me, and I'm slowly improving. I've been beyond exhausted, and trying to take good care of myself.
So... lately, I've been writing my therapist almost every day. She says she does not mind, I'm not too much for her, and if I were, she would tell me and we'd work through it. I am paying for all the contact and time, of course, so... it's not that, although I have to watch the overspending on therapy at some point soon, because debt stresses me out too, sigh.
What do y'all think? I wish I knew some magic words to make me feel better, safer, calmer, and to give myself time to process everything without worrying about it. Instead... I want to share everything with her and I'm hoping she can help make me feel better somehow.
I don't know if that's a bad thing or a good thing. I'm not just relying on her, though I'm probably relying on her a lot. I'm also trying hard to get extra sleep, it's just not working, to clear the energy in my home, relax, slow down a little, and do calming things like listen to relaxation tapes. I even purchased a small statue of the Buddhist deity, Quan Yin, goddess of compassion and mercy, to remind myself to have some, because I never do, lol.
Have you ever been so tired you couldn't tell absurd from profound? That's how I feel now. So tired and muddled I hardly know which end is up sometimes.