JadedGhost13
Silver Member
My trauma has happened again, and I do not mean I am reliving it through flashbacks. This is a new episode, but same outcome. I am just trying to hang tight until my mental health office opens up in a few hours to see if I can get an emergency session, my only fear with that is that I will have to go to the hospital and that will cause even more stress. I have the only working car we have at this point in time, as our other car is torn down getting some major restorations done to it. So this means that my spouse who drives a truck and is gone on a trip way North and will not be back for 3-5 days would be without a ride home if I was admitted somewhere causing even more stress in my house. Then there is the thing if I wait until weekend to go to somewhere and have him to take me, then I will be without a ride home when released. I live 300 miles from any family and as with a lot of people who suffer this terrible war inside, I have isolated and therefore have no friends I could call on to get a ride home if I needed one. So I am in a REALLY HUGE MESS!
Sorry to rant, I just needed to scream this somewhere. I was so broken last time I had this trauma happen to me, and this time it feels even deeper. It took me 5 years to learn to cope and halfway live after the last episode. I do not like where I know my mind is going to take me. I am not suicidal, so please do not ascertain that I am contemplating that. But what I am is a broken, shattered soul sitting in a million pieces in the dark, and quiet empty space of my home, but its so loud inside my head I wouldn't know that it is actually quiet in here. I am all alone and I do not know how to pick myself up this time.
Sorry to rant, I just needed to scream this somewhere. I was so broken last time I had this trauma happen to me, and this time it feels even deeper. It took me 5 years to learn to cope and halfway live after the last episode. I do not like where I know my mind is going to take me. I am not suicidal, so please do not ascertain that I am contemplating that. But what I am is a broken, shattered soul sitting in a million pieces in the dark, and quiet empty space of my home, but its so loud inside my head I wouldn't know that it is actually quiet in here. I am all alone and I do not know how to pick myself up this time.