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

I'm feeling remorse, but I'm unsure if it is my remorse or my mothers? I can sometimes take on other peoples emotions so that is something I have to be aware of and question myself about. I'm feeling a bit more cleansed for getting some stuff out in my diary, and a bit melancholy right now. It's raining outside and that usually gets my gloom going.

I feel something heavy in my solar plexus region, but I'm unable to identify it right now?
 
Today I feel:
Exhausted, sore, overwelmed, debilitated, weak, fragile, stupid and discontent. I feel angry and a complete lack of motivation to do the things I used to enjoy.

I want to escape but I have nowehere to escape to. I want to look after myself, but I don't know where to start. I also feel a deep sense of self-hatred, because I feel these things, when I could put them to one side and get on with life (I will put these things away, otherwise I will be unable to function tomorrow, and I have important things I need to get done).

I feel... yuck. Yuck multiplied by 10.
 
I feel humiliated. I also feel disillusioned now. I thought I was doing so well, and I was even imagining that it might be possible for me to someday go back to work in my field.

I had a doctor's appointment today and a nurse I never saw before, was asking me questions. It was only me and her in the exam room. She asked me something about my one medication and I started to answer her, but she interrupted to ask how long I had been on it. I was going to tell her, but I tried to finish my sentence so I could keep my train of thought - then she interrupted me again, with, "How LONG??", said very sharply. I stopped and answered her, but I was so angry with her rudeness and authoritative manner. I felt like dirt. But I didn't say or do anything.

Next, she hooked me up to the blood pressure machine, and it was pumping up the cuff on my arm, stopping, deflating...pumping more, stopping, and so on. I knew that it meant my pressure was high. I asked her and it was 148/100, which is pretty high, and usually it is under better control.

I said that I knew why it was that high - because she had spoken sharply to me. Of course, she couldn't imagine how she had, so I explained it further. I was able to stay calm as I did; kind of matter-of-fact. She still didn't acknowledge it, and when she left the room (that's when it always happens) I burst into tears and although I was able to stop, I didn't think I would be able to. I'm sure she could tell I had been crying when I passed her on the way out.

No matter how many times this has happened, all through my life, and despite 2 decades of therapy, it never goes away. It has only become worse, in that it takes less and less to set me off.

I'm sooo disappointed in myself, and I feel hopeless about ever getting better. I just want to be normal. Suggestions wecome.
 
Suggestions wecome.
Bless your heart, pumpkinpie. I so relate to what you said.

Sometimes people can be so rude. They don't understand how difficult it is for some of us. i wish they would try to be calm so they don't rush people. But they have a lot of work to do in a short amount of time, so they take it out on us. The only thing I can suggest is to breathe. I know that's not a very comforting answer, but it's the only thing I know that helps. But when you are breathing, they are in a hurry and get even more irritable. So it's sort of a cycle.

Is there anyone you can take with you when you go there? I know when I have a support person with me, they can be my voice when I can't talk. And I can't talk a lot of the time when I'm in a public place. and I consider a doctor's office a public place.

I am feeling very anxious just now.
 
I feel lost today, and confused, and sad. I feel relieved that I have a couple of days off so I can allow myself to feel this stuff and process it. Work makes me keep it bottled, because it isn't a safe environment for letting feelings surface there, but I am in my home now and it is safe to feel my stuff surface here.

I am curious to know what my body needs today. It needs green apples. It's a grey old day though, and I don't much feel like leaving the house to buy some. There is always tomorrow. I'm grateful to have three days off in a row.
 

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