I've been thinking lately about what I was like before PTSD. I was kinder, funnier and more compassionate. Now that I have all these crazy PTSD symptoms especially the dissociation, I find I just live in my own little world. I'm so consumed by thoughts, "am I going to have a panic attack", "remember to breathe" or "remember your grounding techniques" etc etc
I have no time to think about the world around me. People annoy me. I hate talking to them. I don't want to go out and have fun. I rarely laugh anymore. I'm all consumed by these symptoms. It's getting to be too much. Where is the light?
I have no time to think about the world around me. People annoy me. I hate talking to them. I don't want to go out and have fun. I rarely laugh anymore. I'm all consumed by these symptoms. It's getting to be too much. Where is the light?