I realize that "no sense of having a future, or, the belief that ones future will be very limited" is a symptom of ptsd. But for the past month, I have got it in my head that I'm not going to make it through the winter.
I believe it so much that I have already told my husband, my kids, my sister and my T. I want to make it through the winter, but I really don't believe I will. I'm not suicidal, I don't plan on harming myself, I don't want my life to end. I just feel this is going to be my last winter alive. I don't know how my life will end, whether it's going to be a car accident, a fire, drowning, whatever, I just feel it will end.
This brings up alot of different emotions inside of me. On one hand, I'm thinking it will finally be over. I won't have to struggle and fight anymore. Everyone that cares about me will be upset, but they will be fine in time. Maybe they will even be happier with me gone. I wonder what they will do, what kind of funeral I will have, who will go(if anyone), etc.
On the other hand, I feel really sad. There are so many things I wanted to do with my life, so many things I wanted to experience. So many things I regret and would like to make up for. I wanted to be a grandma to lots of little ones. I wanted to see my sons straighten their lives up. I wanted to grow old with my husband. I wanted to finish remodeling my house. So many things I wanted and wished for that won't happen.
I hate feeling this will be my last winter. I don't know how to change what I feel. If I do make it through, I will know it's just a symptom and it will be easier to deal with should it arise again. If not, well then, I was right.....
Since it's supposedly a symptom of ptsd, can anyone relate or share what they have thought/felt?
I believe it so much that I have already told my husband, my kids, my sister and my T. I want to make it through the winter, but I really don't believe I will. I'm not suicidal, I don't plan on harming myself, I don't want my life to end. I just feel this is going to be my last winter alive. I don't know how my life will end, whether it's going to be a car accident, a fire, drowning, whatever, I just feel it will end.
This brings up alot of different emotions inside of me. On one hand, I'm thinking it will finally be over. I won't have to struggle and fight anymore. Everyone that cares about me will be upset, but they will be fine in time. Maybe they will even be happier with me gone. I wonder what they will do, what kind of funeral I will have, who will go(if anyone), etc.
On the other hand, I feel really sad. There are so many things I wanted to do with my life, so many things I wanted to experience. So many things I regret and would like to make up for. I wanted to be a grandma to lots of little ones. I wanted to see my sons straighten their lives up. I wanted to grow old with my husband. I wanted to finish remodeling my house. So many things I wanted and wished for that won't happen.
I hate feeling this will be my last winter. I don't know how to change what I feel. If I do make it through, I will know it's just a symptom and it will be easier to deal with should it arise again. If not, well then, I was right.....
Since it's supposedly a symptom of ptsd, can anyone relate or share what they have thought/felt?