almostthere83
New Here
Diagnosed in 2016 after a serious assault while working as a correctional officer. 18 months off work. 2 years of intense therapy. Back in a new job and it looks like all is going well. I know I'm fortunate to have received all of the support that I have. I'm lucky to be where I am.
I've become very good at hiding things. I need to be professional in the new gig. But struggling with self destructive impulses. I get irritable and the cracks start to show. I obsess. I feel like all of my coworkers can see my shortcomings. Something goes wrong at work? My brain says f*ck it. You're losing it. You're a fraud. Get drunk. Call in sick. Miss all your meetings. Burn it all down. Coaching myself back is so exhausting. I do the work, I know I have no choice because the alternative is so much worse.
I thought I had that shit under control. I was deemed by docs to have found a "new baseline" and am considered a great example of what a recovery can look like.
How do any of ya'll deal with this stuff? It tends to hit me in streaks. I'll be good for a few weeks and then I hit the rapids. Nightmares come back, teeth grinding, hyper vigilance, obsessive intrusive thoughts, panic, tears, fog, memory loss, revenge fantasies about the person responsible and anyone else who irks me. I at least have the sense to know it's the illness and I'm grateful for that.
Friends and family don't really get it. They try their best. Some try to relate as far as the anxiety portion but clearly cannot understand what it's like to stand in a place and catch yourself trailing off, muttering the same conversation you had years ago at work moments before shit hit the fan, just like it was happening now. I guess just here to try and connect with others who might get it. I never had anxiety before this happened. I handled my shit and let the rest just roll by. The new baseline is still so uncomfortable.
Thanks for listening.
I've become very good at hiding things. I need to be professional in the new gig. But struggling with self destructive impulses. I get irritable and the cracks start to show. I obsess. I feel like all of my coworkers can see my shortcomings. Something goes wrong at work? My brain says f*ck it. You're losing it. You're a fraud. Get drunk. Call in sick. Miss all your meetings. Burn it all down. Coaching myself back is so exhausting. I do the work, I know I have no choice because the alternative is so much worse.
I thought I had that shit under control. I was deemed by docs to have found a "new baseline" and am considered a great example of what a recovery can look like.
How do any of ya'll deal with this stuff? It tends to hit me in streaks. I'll be good for a few weeks and then I hit the rapids. Nightmares come back, teeth grinding, hyper vigilance, obsessive intrusive thoughts, panic, tears, fog, memory loss, revenge fantasies about the person responsible and anyone else who irks me. I at least have the sense to know it's the illness and I'm grateful for that.
Friends and family don't really get it. They try their best. Some try to relate as far as the anxiety portion but clearly cannot understand what it's like to stand in a place and catch yourself trailing off, muttering the same conversation you had years ago at work moments before shit hit the fan, just like it was happening now. I guess just here to try and connect with others who might get it. I never had anxiety before this happened. I handled my shit and let the rest just roll by. The new baseline is still so uncomfortable.
Thanks for listening.