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I’d like to give a shout-out to ptsd for f*cking up the following things!

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My ability to handle stress effectively. It taught me to be hyper-vigilant and gave me anger that I have a serious problem with. I am ultra mega aware in parking lots - and look everywhere and tighten up and take on a threatening pose of power, to stave off anyone who might consider harming me. Made me hate most humans, filled me with disappointment at how low and underhanded so many humans can be.
Noise
Large crowds
My ability to trust - ANYONE sometimes even myself
 
....I am about to get divorced because my husband says I am the most stand offish person he has ever met. One reason is because when he comes up behind me and touches me I jump out of my skin. He doesn't understand that there is nothing I can do about the response he gets
My husband finally got that I can't help acting like that. It took him many years to understand it though. He changed significantly after I read him a paper on PTSD and stopped believing I was attacking and blaming him. When in fact my PTSD had nothing to do with him.

I'm sorry that your marriage is going to end over something you've got no control over.

Let's see PTSD did the following:
Made going to movies even at drive-ins a difficult time due to the noise levels and the darkness around me and wondering when the next thing was going to happen...the boogeyman
Made me think there really was/is a boogeyman under my bed or in the closet ready to get me
Wonder what really was good sleep hygiene - is that like washing yourself while in bed - strange word to use for something to do with sleep
Made working anywhere besides in my home office another kind of nightmare. My last job before getting on disability was being a soup and sandwich bar worker. Everything was fine except the use of knives. It was the first time knives started bothering me.
Made my husband the chief shopper. He loves shopping for anything so that works well for us.

I'm certain there's a ton more things like sex and intimacy and friendships and relationships and crowds and the boogeyman....
 
My career
My ability to work with kids which was my life’s joy
My marriage, more than likely
My ability to feel joy
To trust others
Turning what I thought was going to be simple lifelong introversion and a touch of cool eccentricity into a solitary hermit existence where I punch myself and stay up for days.
Emotional flashbacks
Excruciating muscle tension

You get the idea. f*ck PTSD

My ability to handle stress effectively. It taught me to be hyper-vigilant and gave me anger t...

Could have written this myself. When I go out in public I feel like a boxer walking down the hallway to the ring. I’m ready to fight and hate and expect the worst. Meanwhile everyone is just walking around minding their own biz doing their thing. Smh. It makes me feel like a monster.
 
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:( I used to like this stuff.

The Mall
Loud Restraunts
The train
Sporting events
Sex
The Grocery Store...


Sex.....that was a big one for me....sure, I had it.....but I never was "free" about it......

the other thing was I never, ever had a normal family relationship....not one....no mother calling me to ask how I was....n father to walk me down the aisle when I got married....no mother to call to ask advise from when I had children, (who I abandoned when I ran from their abusive father)
I have never trusted
ever
 
PTSD, what can you say? Now here's a disorder that can really get things done, I mean PTSD doesn't screw around like some of the other disorders I have been associated with, PTSD is the workhorse of the DSM, people, am I right?

So yeah, let's hear it for...
Anger that comes from nowhere and goes everywhere
Lost relationships caused by a lack of trust
That feeling that this all ends suddenly, tomorrow or next thursday, not sure which...

and my personal favorite number one all time hit with a bullet-

hypervigilance that makes paranoia look like a walk down easy street.

But wait theres more........
theres always f'n more.

Seriously, it does get better. There is no recovery from some of the disorders some less fortunate people suffer from. Maybe thats just the therapy talking but I do get better some days, and for longer periods of time. At least we can see our losses and our recoveries, thats a lot right there.
 
...was mocked and laughed at in public for being slow. I tried to explain my limitations and was belittled by his mockery.
I snapped. Whacked his head twice. Dont remember much detail.

Shout out to ptsd for fukn up his ego. Hopefully he learn to respect slowpokes like me and consider people can have invisible injuries. PTSD spoke up for me when me when i lost my voice.
 
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