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Severe Anhedonia that has been made worse from being triggered. I don’t know what to do to alleviate it.

Luna_Moth

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For the past several years, I have struggled with emotional numbness and loss of pleasure in a multitude of activities. Because of this, I have been diagnosed with Major Depression before I received a diagnosis for C-PTSD.

When I was a small child I felt happiness and pleasure in my activities, but I was also heavily disassociated a majority of the time. It got so bad to the point where I couldn’t learn anything in school and was therefore diagnosed with ADHD when I apparently didn’t actually have it. A therapist of mine told me that my prefrontal cortex might have been under so much stress that I was unable to function in an academic setting.

When I was put under ADHD stimulant medications I was able to concentrate, but that caused a lot of stress on my mind and body to the point I developed Insomnia.

As I went through puberty, my pleasure for things in life grew less and less. I started to feel numb towards everything and everyone and I’m still pretty much that way at 30.

It’s only gotten worse when my family recently decided to trigger me and side with my grandmother by saying she was speaking the truth about me not having trauma. They went out of their way to make me feel guilty for cutting her off and now I really don’t want to even try to do anything that would bring me joy. I speak more about it in one of my posts where I rant about my relationships with my family members.

I also struggle with chronic pain and perfectionism. I’ve come to learn that perfectionism can be a coping mechanism for perceived abandonment. It has seeped into every aspect of my life. I was, and still am, terrified of making mistakes or being perceived as flawed. A lot of this has to do with my religious upbringing and narcissistic abuse that I’ve endured.

So I’m not sure if it’s a chemical imbalance, perfectionism, the chronic pain, or a combination of everything. All I know is that it creates a vicious cycle, and only gets worse when I go through anything that induces stress in my mind and body.
 
What is your definition of “ignoring it”? Because my version of ignoring something is to not do anything at all and that has never helped me in my situation.
When dealing with anhedonia? Ignore waiting for “the feeling” to start, continue, finish, move on. “The feeling” isn’t gonna be there.

I’m NOT going to want to, feel good/better, doing it, nor after completing it. There’s no “One down, NEXT!” even the most minor of feelings of accomplishment. There’s no “TIME to xyzabc” sense of impetus, to start. There’s no joy/revulsion during. There’s just… meh. Nothing. Nada. Why the f*ck bother… because I’ve decided to. (Also zero sense of accomplishment there.)

Do a thing because I’ve intellectually decided to do it… and quit waiting for the “feeling” (ready, irked but stubborn, excited, whatever)… and just keep doing what I’ve decided to do, during the BLAAAAAAAAH doldrums… where even my heart would stop beating, and my breath would stop, if I had to actually CARE to accomplish those things.

It. Is. Very. Boring. Ignoring. Anhedonia… and just getting shit done, anyway. Very. Very. Boring. Very. Boooooooooooring.

But? It bridges the gap. Like being on a long plane flight, you can’t get off of. Not even to miss your connection and wait infuriated (or delighted) someplace you’d never intended to be. Blah. Blah. Blah. Boooooooring. Sigh. Bored. Bored. Bored. Can’t even get incensed at food tasting like cardboard, and chewing being why??? Swallowing, we’re down with that? Why not just spit it out, or better yet? Don’t eat to begin with! <<< And, I CAN do that. I can sit against a wall and starve and piss myself and sleep in my own filth, and wake and feel little difference. OR??? I can feel EXACTLY THE SAME and still get shit done; feeding, bathing, working, etc.

It was one of those things… the time is going to pass no matter what. So what do I want to have at the end of it? An emaciated corpse glued to the wall by their own effluvia? Or an active & vibrant life I can step into like Alice Through The Looking Glass? Purely an intellectual decision at the time. As not being dead gave me more options. I honestly couldn’t care, one way or another, in the moment.

Of course, once the anhedonia faded, I was madly grateful/excited/thrilled that I elected the “Don’t stop! Keep doing what you’re doing. Gotta keep mooooooooving.” option. Rather than the death by apathy route.

But at the time? They were 2 identical white shirts, that didn’t suit me, and I was suppose to choose? Based on what? They both suck. Equally. Not even in different ways.

Bored. Bored. Bored.

I just kept deciding on the course that “should” (and didn’t) feel XYZ, and had more options (equally boring options, to suck more). Because dead in a pool of your own goo? Has zero options.
 
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