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

Feeling hungry, strange, a bit floaty like I may be dissociating. Starting to realize that experiences where I have categorized as 'just having sex' with certain males was actually me being manipulated into sex I didn't want to have...which is non-consensual sex that I felt unable to say no to at the time!

I feel disorientated and weak, confused, irate, dismissed, rejected. Tense in my left shoulder area...spacey. Aching in a particular spot there. Disliking most men intensely right now. Broken, disturbed, empty, careless, dead inside, betrayed, vulnerable, fragile, volatile, menstrual and strangely detached. Really upset. I feel small, stupid, unsure if I did the right thing by sharing some secrets and personal traumatic experiences with a male friend but felt safe at the time to, and have received supportive words and non-judgement from as a result.

Having suicidal thoughts, feeling worthless and used. Feeling damaged and hopeless about it. Not sure what to do about work...still feeling burnt out but a bit more refreshed after a night of meditation and female company. Remorse? Starting to register to magnitude of sexual assaults and incidences of male entitlement I've experienced just in the time I've lived in Melbourne...telling everyone how great it is here, which it is in many ways, but also I've had so many other scary experiences as a result of being on my own, vulnerable and without many friends...or any real friends. Feeling deluded, unsure. Angry at myself. Despairing, revolted, ridiculed(?) I feel sick. Repulsed and low.

Unsure how I ended up in this place? Overwhelmed and like I need to scream. Feeling hurt.
 
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I feel dispirited from fighting too much physical pain, and fighting to manage my thoughts so they don't destroy me, and fighting to keep myself "together" and put on a strong face to the world, and fighting to provide my children with a loving and compassionate foundation in spite of the culture we live in, and and and

Tired of fighting. I don't feel like I am going to win this war. And dispirited because something in me knows I'm fighting the wrong foe and I can't seem to locate the right one.
 
Blessed. My sweet dog, Honey, went in for surgery this morning. She had a suspected torn cruciate ligament. Somehow I had a feeling that it actually was not torn... but took her anyway per the advice of our wonderful vet. He did an arthroscopy beforehand. Just called and said that everything looks great! No torn cruciate or meniscus; just some arthritis under the patella. Which means... no surgery! Oh my god... this dog has about a thousand little guardian angels and I am so thankful for every single one!
 
I am feeling balanced today. I don't know if it will last but I am enjoying it anyway. At the same time I am cringing with the thought of waking up on 3/12 to having very little health insurance. I'm quite sure that the sun will be up that day and the birds will continue to sing. And life will go on. I'm trying to stay calm about this since there is little I can do about it. Maybe I'll do some guided imagery-Guided Imagery for PTSD by Belleruth Naperstack. It's one of my favorite CD's.
 

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