Is it only me that feels so alone, so unsupported, so criticised, so judged……..
I’m having major surgery in September, and when I tell my partner what’s going on for me …….
I get told I’m turning it into a catastrophe
He finds messages that I’ve sent to him about how I was feeling at the time and tells me how over reactive I was
I got emotional with another sport mum and he blows up because I’ve talked to someone else.
He questions why on earth an operation triggers cptsd symptoms.
I get told he has a job to fulfil that’s important
He travels a lot for work and right now I sit below work in the scheme of importance. That in itself feels hard.
He now needs to travel before my surgery and will get back after my surgery. Im just expected to be fine to go to the hospital on my own. I have no one to take me, so once again I need to put up that well built false wall that all is okay and that im strong enough to do this on my own.
I feel extremely vulnerable right now. The only reason I’ve not ended my existence is because of my boys. It’s pretty sad that I exist only because of my children, not for myself. If I knew they’d be okay I’d be out!
As many of you well know, the after effect of this doesn’t end when the conversation stops or when you’re not in the same space as each other. The turmoil in my head and body right now is so intense. I’m sitting in the car in my gym carpark. Gym is usually a place where I can be the ‘master’ of what happens, but today that all just feels way too hard.
The sun is shining, but I can’t see that because the black cloud hovering is blocking my ability to see the beauty.
Thank you MyPTSD ‘friends’ for giving me a space to be able to express freely what’s going on without judgement!
I’m having major surgery in September, and when I tell my partner what’s going on for me …….
I get told I’m turning it into a catastrophe
He finds messages that I’ve sent to him about how I was feeling at the time and tells me how over reactive I was
I got emotional with another sport mum and he blows up because I’ve talked to someone else.
He questions why on earth an operation triggers cptsd symptoms.
I get told he has a job to fulfil that’s important
He travels a lot for work and right now I sit below work in the scheme of importance. That in itself feels hard.
He now needs to travel before my surgery and will get back after my surgery. Im just expected to be fine to go to the hospital on my own. I have no one to take me, so once again I need to put up that well built false wall that all is okay and that im strong enough to do this on my own.
I feel extremely vulnerable right now. The only reason I’ve not ended my existence is because of my boys. It’s pretty sad that I exist only because of my children, not for myself. If I knew they’d be okay I’d be out!
As many of you well know, the after effect of this doesn’t end when the conversation stops or when you’re not in the same space as each other. The turmoil in my head and body right now is so intense. I’m sitting in the car in my gym carpark. Gym is usually a place where I can be the ‘master’ of what happens, but today that all just feels way too hard.
The sun is shining, but I can’t see that because the black cloud hovering is blocking my ability to see the beauty.
Thank you MyPTSD ‘friends’ for giving me a space to be able to express freely what’s going on without judgement!