It feels like i am panicking 24/7. It's like a hold my breath for a few seconds longer then usual and let it go. It is like this practically every day. I think it's panic and I know why I'm panicing but it is irrational (i think).
I have always depended on my parents for mostly everything I need after the incident. Prior to the incident that left me w/ ptsd i was able to go to work and be "me" but afterwards I am in pure panic w/o rest most of the day. Only goes away when I sleep. I panic because I am worried my parents are going to die... I know they will one day. but i'm panicing now because after the incident I haven't been a people person. When i was younger I loved meeting new people while my parents are around but when it was only me, I would still talk but question what i said. But anyway.
I panic and fear that they will die sooner then later...:(. I can't lessen the fear. I have trouble going past cemeteries now a days and i just picture the funeral in my head. Not that I'm thinking about it on purpose. It just comes to me out of no where. I think it also has to do with my life flashing before me and not know what is to come. I don't like anything any more and pretty much feel like i'm doing the same thing every day. I have no motivation to meet new people although my dad is "pushing" me to. He doesn't understand.
When I developed PTSD i lost my sense of imagination which was the only thing getting me through the days even though i knew it wasn't real and could talk to people easier then i do now. :(.
I just don't think I can live like this any more. But don't worry. I fear death and pain so i'm not going to do anything...but it feels like my life is already over.
I have always depended on my parents for mostly everything I need after the incident. Prior to the incident that left me w/ ptsd i was able to go to work and be "me" but afterwards I am in pure panic w/o rest most of the day. Only goes away when I sleep. I panic because I am worried my parents are going to die... I know they will one day. but i'm panicing now because after the incident I haven't been a people person. When i was younger I loved meeting new people while my parents are around but when it was only me, I would still talk but question what i said. But anyway.
I panic and fear that they will die sooner then later...:(. I can't lessen the fear. I have trouble going past cemeteries now a days and i just picture the funeral in my head. Not that I'm thinking about it on purpose. It just comes to me out of no where. I think it also has to do with my life flashing before me and not know what is to come. I don't like anything any more and pretty much feel like i'm doing the same thing every day. I have no motivation to meet new people although my dad is "pushing" me to. He doesn't understand.
When I developed PTSD i lost my sense of imagination which was the only thing getting me through the days even though i knew it wasn't real and could talk to people easier then i do now. :(.
I just don't think I can live like this any more. But don't worry. I fear death and pain so i'm not going to do anything...but it feels like my life is already over.