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just me here
that kind of getting lost in thought is such a mild form of dissociation I don't even think of it as being the same thing as the kind of disociation that is a symptom of PTSD.
I can get so involved in a mechanical design, thinking about spatial relationships and moving part interactions, that I will totally blank out where I am and what is happening around me. One time I was thinking about a remodel, trying to remember the layout of a room in my house, where the outlets were, how far the windows were from the corners, and realised I was staring blankly at the very wall I was trying to recall in memory. Kind of funny.
Nothing funny about waking up and having to remind myself that I am not 12 and living in my parents house again, because I could swear I fell asleep crying and this sure looks like my old room and it sure feels like I am back there again somehow. Nothing funny about waking up to the sound of a car crash, nothing funny about passing a police car on the shoulder of the road with his lights going and finding myself at the wheel of a fire truck instead of my pickup, headed for a car vs. farm truck response instead of going home from work. Thats disociation. For me the differance between the kind that we all have and the kind that PTSD carries with it is the effect it has on us. Normal disociation can be funny, PTSD disociation scares the c**p out of me.
I can get so involved in a mechanical design, thinking about spatial relationships and moving part interactions, that I will totally blank out where I am and what is happening around me. One time I was thinking about a remodel, trying to remember the layout of a room in my house, where the outlets were, how far the windows were from the corners, and realised I was staring blankly at the very wall I was trying to recall in memory. Kind of funny.
Nothing funny about waking up and having to remind myself that I am not 12 and living in my parents house again, because I could swear I fell asleep crying and this sure looks like my old room and it sure feels like I am back there again somehow. Nothing funny about waking up to the sound of a car crash, nothing funny about passing a police car on the shoulder of the road with his lights going and finding myself at the wheel of a fire truck instead of my pickup, headed for a car vs. farm truck response instead of going home from work. Thats disociation. For me the differance between the kind that we all have and the kind that PTSD carries with it is the effect it has on us. Normal disociation can be funny, PTSD disociation scares the c**p out of me.