This is my first post. I joined about 8 months ago but have always been too afraid for some reason to post. I will comment from time to time when I get the courage. I have learned so much from what everyone else has had to say and have often found comfort when needed. So thank you.
I am hoping someone can relate to this. Sorry this is so long.
Also not sure where this goes. It definitely felt like a panic attack but I guess it could have been a flashback. Sorry if I posted in the wrong place.
Last night I was really triggered by my son. He is 19 and in an inpatient facility for addiction and bipolar disorder. It is a short term 30 day program. He is there because of his past behavior....it was either that or jail. After spending a week he jail he decided he would try the program.
He called very upset. He told me that it is my fault he is there and that I have been lying to him. That the judge would have accepted a 14 day detox and he is tired of all the bull crap and lies.
I actually can handle what he is saying. I know it is not true and that he is just feeling stuck and frustrated and needs someone to blame. I have always been the target of his frustrations.
It was weird though. As soon as I heard his voice and I knew he was angry....I felt my heart race and felt the desire to run away. I started feeling shortness of breath and extreme fear....unrelated to him. He is in another state and there is no reason to be afraid.
In the past he has been physically and verbally abusive but once I started therapy I started calling the police and standing up for myself and that behavior has mostly stopped.
I went years being numb to my child neglect, molestation and rape. I thought I had dealt with all of that and was fine. It wasn't until my son was a teenager and started acting out that I began to be seriously triggered and I realized I was not doing well at all. I was just numb.
Last night I started to dissociate....which is common for me but even that didn't take away the panic....usually it does. I couldn't shake the physical symptoms of being in extreme fear....yet my mind was somewhat calm and numb or maybe it was just stuck and frozen.
I did all of my usual tricks.....read some books, called a friend, listened to music, took a drive. I tried to take a nap and sleep it off but the adrenaline was too much and I kept having a memory of being in sheer terror hiding under the covers of my bed at around 3 or 4 years old.
I finally emailed my therapist and he called me....which is usually helpful. This time not so much. He made the comment that I was getting upset or worrying about things with my son that hadn't happened yet or may not even happen....except that wasn't the case. My brain wasnt working at all...it felt empty and like it was being held hostage by my body.
My therapist who I think is great for me and is usually spot on....kept making it about my son....in the moment I could not string enough complete sentences together to actually explain to him what was happening to me.
I was scared to go to bed because when I get that panicked or hyper-vigilant it means nightmares but I took medicine and actually slept decently.
Here's the weird part. Today I feel like day 3. Let me explain. Day 3 after the rape when you are exhausted and your body is sore but the pain is not as bad and you can kind of convince yourself that it didn't happen.....maybe you have the flu.
Day 3 after being molested as a child when you wake up and your body has not forgotten what he did to you because you ache but you try and convince yourself that it was just a nightmare.
Day 3 after finding your mom dead on the floor from an overdose. You wake up and for the first ten minutes you can almost pretend that it didn't happen. The sun streams in the window and it is a beautiful day but only when you try and get out of the bed does the extreme exhaustion and heaviness of your body remind you....today is the day we go make funeral arrangements.
It is not as bad as day 1...you aren't in the terror of the moment....you do not physically hurt as much like day 2 when the adrenaline has worn off and your body reveals the injuries.....but day 3 is exhausting and you feel numb and your body feels so weighted you can't get out of bed.
Today is day 3.....but nothing happened to me two days ago!
I hate the numbing and the exhaustion and I am really feeling stuck. I am disappointed because I just had a major breakthrough in therapy and was feeling so good just a couple of days ago.
I just can't shake the gloom. Has anything like this ever happened to anyone else?
Scared to click on "create thread" but doing it anyway!!!
I am hoping someone can relate to this. Sorry this is so long.
Also not sure where this goes. It definitely felt like a panic attack but I guess it could have been a flashback. Sorry if I posted in the wrong place.
Last night I was really triggered by my son. He is 19 and in an inpatient facility for addiction and bipolar disorder. It is a short term 30 day program. He is there because of his past behavior....it was either that or jail. After spending a week he jail he decided he would try the program.
He called very upset. He told me that it is my fault he is there and that I have been lying to him. That the judge would have accepted a 14 day detox and he is tired of all the bull crap and lies.
I actually can handle what he is saying. I know it is not true and that he is just feeling stuck and frustrated and needs someone to blame. I have always been the target of his frustrations.
It was weird though. As soon as I heard his voice and I knew he was angry....I felt my heart race and felt the desire to run away. I started feeling shortness of breath and extreme fear....unrelated to him. He is in another state and there is no reason to be afraid.
In the past he has been physically and verbally abusive but once I started therapy I started calling the police and standing up for myself and that behavior has mostly stopped.
I went years being numb to my child neglect, molestation and rape. I thought I had dealt with all of that and was fine. It wasn't until my son was a teenager and started acting out that I began to be seriously triggered and I realized I was not doing well at all. I was just numb.
Last night I started to dissociate....which is common for me but even that didn't take away the panic....usually it does. I couldn't shake the physical symptoms of being in extreme fear....yet my mind was somewhat calm and numb or maybe it was just stuck and frozen.
I did all of my usual tricks.....read some books, called a friend, listened to music, took a drive. I tried to take a nap and sleep it off but the adrenaline was too much and I kept having a memory of being in sheer terror hiding under the covers of my bed at around 3 or 4 years old.
I finally emailed my therapist and he called me....which is usually helpful. This time not so much. He made the comment that I was getting upset or worrying about things with my son that hadn't happened yet or may not even happen....except that wasn't the case. My brain wasnt working at all...it felt empty and like it was being held hostage by my body.
My therapist who I think is great for me and is usually spot on....kept making it about my son....in the moment I could not string enough complete sentences together to actually explain to him what was happening to me.
I was scared to go to bed because when I get that panicked or hyper-vigilant it means nightmares but I took medicine and actually slept decently.
Here's the weird part. Today I feel like day 3. Let me explain. Day 3 after the rape when you are exhausted and your body is sore but the pain is not as bad and you can kind of convince yourself that it didn't happen.....maybe you have the flu.
Day 3 after being molested as a child when you wake up and your body has not forgotten what he did to you because you ache but you try and convince yourself that it was just a nightmare.
Day 3 after finding your mom dead on the floor from an overdose. You wake up and for the first ten minutes you can almost pretend that it didn't happen. The sun streams in the window and it is a beautiful day but only when you try and get out of the bed does the extreme exhaustion and heaviness of your body remind you....today is the day we go make funeral arrangements.
It is not as bad as day 1...you aren't in the terror of the moment....you do not physically hurt as much like day 2 when the adrenaline has worn off and your body reveals the injuries.....but day 3 is exhausting and you feel numb and your body feels so weighted you can't get out of bed.
Today is day 3.....but nothing happened to me two days ago!
I hate the numbing and the exhaustion and I am really feeling stuck. I am disappointed because I just had a major breakthrough in therapy and was feeling so good just a couple of days ago.
I just can't shake the gloom. Has anything like this ever happened to anyone else?
Scared to click on "create thread" but doing it anyway!!!