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Veiled, trigger exposure is something that is up to you to be quite honest. Offcourse exposing yourself to triggers is going to cause more, that is the intention behind exposure therapy in general, to get everything out, instead of wondering around knowing one thing, but not the entire package of problems. If we don't know what we have to fix, how can we prepare ourselves to fix it?

I honestly disagree with your therapists viewpoint on trigger exposure; although the decision is yours, and yours alone to make. All I would say, and have said to you all along, is know and understand what you are doing, and what comes across you in relation to new memories, triggers and so forth. Expose yourself enough to hurt, then retreat and rest. Expose to hurt, then retreat and rest, except this time the consequences should be less. Repeat, repeat, repeat, repeat... If anything new pops up, you acknowledge it, don't ignore it, take notes on it if need be, put it in the back of your mind for processing later, then continue the trigger your after. Once you deal with one, if another 10 have arisen, pick one and go at it. Repeat process. This is the exact means to finding everything.

Even once you are done, your going to be in a shop or public place one day, something will occur, not if, will... and this will trigger you. You must then cope with it, process, analyse and deal with it appropriately. This is the idea of it all. If your getting very run down though, then as I do say, rest, recuperate, then go trigger hunting. It could be a week or two between hitting a trigger over and over, which means it could take months to do one. As you become more conditioned, you will find yourself doing several at once, getting to a more daily or every two days interval, and really smashing them through.

What I would say, is that if YOU feel you have it to continue, then I would continue personally regardless what your therapist says. Your therapist is not the one dealing day to day with this, you are.
 
That was kind of my thinking, and I did not exactly listen. I went out in a huge bookstore directly after my appointment. So I guess I am not the best patient in the world or listener. I want to fight this and want to follow my gut. I told hubs I wanted to get the books I saw you suggest to someone else this week. So I went in with him and 4 kids in tow. Picked up "I can't get over it" and "the PTSD workbook". I have a ton of anxiety books and the sort, so more reading can't hurt.
 
I think that is the part that got me so flustered. I knew one trigger, such as going out to eat may take me months to conquer and was ready for it and what made me see it would be a long ride as there are so many triggers I have. But to be told to stop exposure because of a surprise trigger... Well, it was a surprise and I have been looking into how it made me feel, why did I feel like that... I figured when I felt well again that would be exactly what I do now. Go out to eat for that trigger and *not* sit backed to a wall but leave my back vunerable again on purpose. A wall seat with a door view will not always be possible. I did get jacked up from it but not get so jacked up I did not come back out of it, so I thought that was a step in showing myself it won't kill you. Now keep doing it until your brain learns it. A horrible man is not going to sneak up behind you. I have it down in my head, I just have to learn to apply it.
 
Anthony, I have that book. I call it my PTSD bible. It has wonderful information in it. Veiled? did you get the book? I'll send you mine if you won't buy one... oops, just read your post..Now GET READIN and HEALIN!
 
*ponders wandering off to the bookstore when she gets paid next*

If I can remember that far ahead *rolls eyes at self*

Was having a good day this morning till I ran inro my sis and niece (age 10) at the shop. Bec (my niece) noticed the scars down my arm. She just kept at me in typical kid fashion about what caused them. I couldn't say anything to her about it.'
One part of me wanted to tell her, the other thought she was to young, too innocent still.

I am petrified that my bro will go after her, and I didn't realise this until now. I guess it is about time I come 'clean' so to speak with my parents so at least some one knows.
 
Okay, my day was kinda so-so. Actually, the last two days have sucked...big time.

Yesterday I left my cell phone in the bathroom of McDonald's and some asswipe "I am entitled therefore I can" dickhead found it and, instead of doing the right thing and turning it in so the person who left it (me) could get it back when they realized it was missing, they decided to keep it as their own. Made several calls on it before I realized it was missing, but didn't have it long before the phone company suspended service from the phone.

Boy...did it piss me off. I mean, sure, I am the idiot who left it in the bathroom (I always take it off my pants because I once had a brand-new cell phone that fell out of the holster into the toilet!). But it didn't have to get stolen.

Then of course, the reality hit me that it's once again an example of how bad my memory really is and what it does to me...

Warren, the girls, and I left last night for another trip to South Carolina, this time to see the relatives I haven't seen in 14 years. Left way too late, but figured if we only made it 2 hours down the road before we stopped it would be better than nothing (it's a 10-hour trip). We didn't go to bed until after 1:00 am because Warren kept driving and then didn't really get a good night's sleep. Warren said he didn't sleep well at all which meant that he'd be crabby all day. He did pretty well most of the day, even had me drive while he took a nap...but he woke up when we stopped at a rest stop so I could look up the directions to my aunt's house. He was crabby at me because I should've just called her - nevermind the fact that when I'm driving this thing we call an RV my knuckles are white and my arms ache from clenching my hands on the steering wheel so tightly. He did drive the remaining 30 miles to her house...and a few hours later the remaining 60 miles of the trip (we're now at a campground).

Seeing my aunt today caused mixed emotions. On the one hand it was good to see her. On the other hand, she told me all about the relatives who had died of this disease or that...how her husband died...and then about my brother and parents. This is where it kinda sorta really sucked for me...

She told me how my parents had custody of me for about 9 months to a year before they formally adopted me and during that time, how she wanted so many times to call the state agency in Florida that handled the adoptions and tell them to get me the hell away from these people. I guess I have my grandmother to thank for the way my life turned out because she wouldn't let my aunt call...she told her it was none of her business.

Apparently my brother, from the time I came into the house, used me as a punching bag and nothing was ever done about it. She recalled one time when we were at her house when I picked up one of my brother's toys and he didn't like it; he picked up my baby carriage and threw it across the room! She also told me about times when we'd visit and my mother would make me sit at the dinner table and eat everything on my plate while my brother was allowed to leave whenever he felt like it - I do have vague memories of this occuring, just not specifically at her house, but at my own house back then. Funny thing, though...she said when my mother wasn't watching my aunt would take food off my plate to make it seem like I was eating it... HA HA HA!! She also said that when I first came to them I was very smart for my age - I could dress myself, brush my hair (as best as a 2 year old can), eat with a fork and spoon, and lots of other stuff. She seems to think this had something to do with things in the house too, in that perhaps it made my parents see just how little they had taught my brother in terms of those things. She also said that they never punished him when he did bad things...of course, I didn't need her to tell me that...I knew that already!

<SIGH>

Tomorrow will most likely bring more of the same, as I'm visiting another aunt and uncle (with another uncle possibly being there too). They'll most likely relay stories to me that I've long-forgotten or have no recollection of...yippee...not.

It just makes me realize how truly screwed up I am...

Oh well...
 
Yesterday was awful. i got so stressed and anxious, felt i'd taken 100 steps backwards, but today was the complete opposite, i've had a great day, productive. Today i made appointment and took my 2 piggies(guinie pigs) to a different vet and he was much better, so got them treated and sorted out. had a nap in the afternoon as was up early with the piggies, tidied up, washed up and did a load of washing and hung it up to dry. and then to finish off went to the chip shop, and didn't get anxious or scared when a group of late teen/early 20's men came into the shop after me. I haven't felt this good since before ptsd and am still a bit puzzled at how well today went in total contrast to yesterday. Am going to try and remember the feeling and pull it back out when a rough day happens. Am off to the lake district for 4 days on monday for a break with my flatmate, don't care if it rains, would rather be wet and alone than sunny and crowded. Big smiles to u all
 
Trying to get help...

:thumbs-up I took a notice I typed up and put it on all five floors' bullitin boards...as to me needing help getting my trash out....also made a call to a friend to get help unpacking!!!....KEEPING THE PEACE:tongue:
 
I'm in a better mood today. Computer is work, bought a new laptop cam, am all curled up in snuggly housecoat for the night and am about to work on my math as soon as I cruise the forum.

Hope everyone's day is going well!!

Bec
 
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