I feel like a lot of the progress I've made in the past months is draining away. I'm freaking out on the inside. Had gone on a much needed family vacation and had a perfect night on Sunday. Then got call my mother was taken to ER. Because I've been so sick and exhausted, I decided to wait a day to come back. She is one of the major sources of my PTSD. I have been working very hard to set physical and emotional boundaries with her.
Now I am sitting in the hospital waiting for someone to tell me what's going on. My mother has been taken for a cat scan for some reason.
This has all massively triggered all kinds of childhood panic and helplessness and compulsion to do something to save my mother and anger at myself my own failures etc.
I am trying very very hard to stay grounded, not to get swept back into the vortex or go emotionally dead again...trying to tell myself that I am not responsible for all this.
The other woman in the room here has been sobbing for over an hour while someone is trying to support her and I'm feeling like I need to help her too...
Just feeling mostly like every time I am finally able to relax just a little, like on Sunday night, something bad happens.
Now I am sitting in the hospital waiting for someone to tell me what's going on. My mother has been taken for a cat scan for some reason.
This has all massively triggered all kinds of childhood panic and helplessness and compulsion to do something to save my mother and anger at myself my own failures etc.
I am trying very very hard to stay grounded, not to get swept back into the vortex or go emotionally dead again...trying to tell myself that I am not responsible for all this.
The other woman in the room here has been sobbing for over an hour while someone is trying to support her and I'm feeling like I need to help her too...
Just feeling mostly like every time I am finally able to relax just a little, like on Sunday night, something bad happens.