SeekingAfrica
MyPTSD Pro
I'm so triggered which I haven't been in a while, it's like I'm in a haze. But at least for a while it was a functioning haze, I wasn't that triggered just a bit upset. A friend is having a hard time and I was being a good friend. After some days on my own, because I have lots of work something else set me off and the haze broke.
This week, it's hit a new level. I've went to bed in pagamas super early and too extra emergency and sleep meds twice in a row. Doing anything is a struggle. Being out of bed is a struggle. I work in 20min bit and if I manage 2 h a day the past days it's an accomplishment. Since yesterday I can't count how much I've cried. So much that it's genuinely exahsuting. A part of me wants to just follow the month the way it was going. Do what I have to do. Follow the good life I have been working so hard to build, show up to the things I've worked so hard to have people's trust in me. And then there is the part of me that can't stop crying.
The part of me that wants of break and tear everything I own because I can't stand it anymore. I'm not the same person and it's like all that I build, this nice life, can't handle this darkness. It's what I've done in bad moments. Cry, harm, drink, maybe smoke, haven't in 10 years and it's not my cup pf teat, but hey, maybe I'll feel something. To avoid that, do the other things. Change my hairstyle and color (not enough hair for that), reorganize my space, and just throw everything in disarray because I feel n disarray and I can't handle people seeing it or worse, NOT seeing it, like I'm a puppet, like this hasn't been what I've been fighting for all along. I've been poor and I've been broken and it's taken me so long to start creating a home, getting to know people and letting them really know me. I don't want to throw this away but I'm not sure how much I can take of this feeling, and of the crying to be honest. It's so tirirng and I was already running low on energy.
But the thing is the image in my head from the trigger, the sensations, the flashes, they are not going away. They come and go in waves and it's been 24 hours. Maybe more. There is calming and then the next wave hits. I was supposed to do so much since new year until this weekend and now it's just... now this s happening and I CAN"T. I don't know how to stop. After several days of being 10% productive, I rescheduled some things, updated work that I've hit health issue again and I'm getting back on my feet. I've answered the most urgent friend messages, I've pushed someone ahead, I let my dance mentor I'm not at my best (actually she was the only one I was pretty open with) and so I'm still going the weekend but I'm not sure how I'll do, and she's okay with stopping if I have to and so on so I trust her. But I'm still filled with shame. For not coping with this when I was just a little stressed, that it got to... well, this. And I can't turn back time, and I'm trying not to overhaul all my efforts, but everything feels bland right now. Everything normal. It's like the world has shifted and it's all upsiode down.
This week, it's hit a new level. I've went to bed in pagamas super early and too extra emergency and sleep meds twice in a row. Doing anything is a struggle. Being out of bed is a struggle. I work in 20min bit and if I manage 2 h a day the past days it's an accomplishment. Since yesterday I can't count how much I've cried. So much that it's genuinely exahsuting. A part of me wants to just follow the month the way it was going. Do what I have to do. Follow the good life I have been working so hard to build, show up to the things I've worked so hard to have people's trust in me. And then there is the part of me that can't stop crying.
The part of me that wants of break and tear everything I own because I can't stand it anymore. I'm not the same person and it's like all that I build, this nice life, can't handle this darkness. It's what I've done in bad moments. Cry, harm, drink, maybe smoke, haven't in 10 years and it's not my cup pf teat, but hey, maybe I'll feel something. To avoid that, do the other things. Change my hairstyle and color (not enough hair for that), reorganize my space, and just throw everything in disarray because I feel n disarray and I can't handle people seeing it or worse, NOT seeing it, like I'm a puppet, like this hasn't been what I've been fighting for all along. I've been poor and I've been broken and it's taken me so long to start creating a home, getting to know people and letting them really know me. I don't want to throw this away but I'm not sure how much I can take of this feeling, and of the crying to be honest. It's so tirirng and I was already running low on energy.
But the thing is the image in my head from the trigger, the sensations, the flashes, they are not going away. They come and go in waves and it's been 24 hours. Maybe more. There is calming and then the next wave hits. I was supposed to do so much since new year until this weekend and now it's just... now this s happening and I CAN"T. I don't know how to stop. After several days of being 10% productive, I rescheduled some things, updated work that I've hit health issue again and I'm getting back on my feet. I've answered the most urgent friend messages, I've pushed someone ahead, I let my dance mentor I'm not at my best (actually she was the only one I was pretty open with) and so I'm still going the weekend but I'm not sure how I'll do, and she's okay with stopping if I have to and so on so I trust her. But I'm still filled with shame. For not coping with this when I was just a little stressed, that it got to... well, this. And I can't turn back time, and I'm trying not to overhaul all my efforts, but everything feels bland right now. Everything normal. It's like the world has shifted and it's all upsiode down.