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What Are You Feeling Today? Not Thinking, Rather Feeling! Can You Identify Yours?

Hugs to all that need them and welcome them.

Better then yesterday. I woke up from a nap, yesterday, and a pang of overwhelming despair came over me. It lingered until I went to bed last night. However, this morning I woke up without it so I am thankful. My son is sitting next to me so that helps.

Have to go get my son's temps renewed and do a little grocery shopping. Do not want to leave the house.
 
For Great Lent, I am reading "The Ladder" by St. John of the ladder. It is book traditionally read by most Orthodox Christians during Lent. The third rung mentioned detachment as a goal. I've been pondering that for about a week.

I spoke with my spiritual teacher, Abba. He explained it for me. The most important part for me right now is to stay calm and loving, detached if you will, especially when my daughters and husband are so critical of me. As if it is their job to defeat any impulse that originates in me unless it serves them. What a sad existance.......imprisoned by PTSD and imprisoned by my family.

I feel, metaphorically, duct taped to a chair with arms, tape on my mouth, taped to the chair legs. I hope Albi's happiness challenge will help me free myself for the inevitable self-loathing when all I get is listings of my recent downfall. Maybe I should pray for a metaphorical steamroller to roll over me and the chair...I won't quit on God. I know He will not quit on me. That has to be enough to sustain life.
 
Feeling in need of a real live physical hug. Guess I will just go home and get mauled and kissed by the dogs. Not the same, but will have to do.

Hurt and disappointed by family and friends back home that seem to have forgotten I exist. I know I am not crazy to believe phones, emails, texts work two ways.
 
I also feel imprisoned, my husband wont let me out of his sight, I cant blame him, I tried hanging, overdoses etc, all of what anyone can thing in one go. Now Im like a prisoner, if he goes out he phones constantly, don't get me wrong I love him to bits but Im scared and no one around me gets it.

Im stuck in here day after day, used to love working from home now its like a cell, I like being outside, stupid I know but Id rather be outside hiding behind a tree than indoors, thats the other thing, I went for a walk in the snow in the cemetary at night a few weeks ago had a siezure & ended up out for 8 hours, now I got no chance of getting out
 

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