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

I am taking a break from getting me into a ceramic class. I am back to square one. Waiting for my husband to calm down and not be so stressed. Today is another ok day. I am happy about that. Hugs for anyone who needs one.

I will try again later on. Waiting for my daughter to call me back. I need to talk to her.
 
I feel helpless, hopeless, sad, and I'm a horrible child. Apparently my teacher looked at me (one of my friends pointed me to my notecards when I started glancing around the room and whispering "I don't know where I am." ) I keep spacing out. I'm trying EVERYTHING.

I think this course has broken me. I think I've been retraumatized and I have no one to blame but myself.

I should just go rot in a hole- no, not even a hole, but a very deep mud puddle. :(
 
(((((LawPhotos))))

Where do all these feelings come from, I wonder?
I mean, I know- the past, but why, 'why now', why so often?
I realize triggers and such. But gee, I'm surrounded by 'normal' (non-ptsd) people, and they act crazier or more bizarre than I do. :(

I think I feel a deep loneliness, or hopelessness, that nothing could ever fill. Unsafe, all the time. Un-reachable. Hopeless.
Some is prudent fear, the rest engulfs me.
Maybe it's just the 'night time talking'. :(
 
I think I feel a deep loneliness, or hopelessness, that nothing could ever fill. Unsafe, all the time. Un-reachable. Hopeless.
Some is prudent fear, the rest engulfs me.
Maybe it's just the 'night time talking'. :(
(((((((((((((((Junebug)))))))))))))))
My days can feel like your nights, I'm not sure if that can be filled but I do know I am listening and want to hear, just as many here are.

The words aren't there for me today. It's an internal battle to take care of myself.
 
This is not a good day. I feel depressed, anxious and so lonley. I can nearly smell the danger that surrounds me and everyone seems like an ennemy. I would like to hide myself in my room, lock my door and cry my lonlyness in my pillow for there is no one to understand, console and protect me. If only some one could take me in his/her arms, saying: it is going to be all right!

I cannot hide because I have to work. So I am not hiding myself but my feelings, working as a fool, smiling and being there for everyone, till I will break down this evening in physical and emotional fatigue - as so often. Is there any one out there understanding me?
 

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