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

[Iam]

I am feeling:

Anxious
Fearful
Confused
Tired of fighting
Grateful

 

[Deleted member 6617]

I am feeling:

Anxious
fearful
apprehensive

BUT....

A little bit Hopeful and Determined!

PH

 

[dust]

I feel mixed... creative ... but have also got flu symptoms, fatigue, nausea and body aches. Ahhh... those old friends back again.

 

[James B.]

I'm feeling kinda spaced-out today. :smile:
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[Sammy]

I feel alone, unloved, purposeless.

 

[Deleted member 6617]

I feel:

Exhausted
Confused

I also feel thankful for a good time with friends yesterday (other than two panic attacks).

PH

 

[anni]

So so so frustrated. Doing that stupid cannot think well thing.

 

[Deleted member 6617]

Tired of jumping through government hoops to get help, only to be told, OOPS...we told you the wrong hoop to jump through. OMG....someone just shoot me now and put me out of my misery!

Angry, frustrated, tired, hopeless

Feeling REALLY tempted to pop those pills I've been working so hard at staying away from!

Very much Alone, Very Lonely

 

[Michel]

Pottershand, I am so with you in this sort of experience. I just wrote about similar frustrations on another thread. You are not alone!

I got a most welcome bit of relief this evening, having a glass of wine with a wonderful neighbor. Such a rare thing for me to not be all alone with my troubles, even briefly.

Of course, I already feel anxious about whether I said something I shouldn't have... whether I was, given the especially hard time I'm having right now, too focused on myself...speaking almost freely about lots of very ugly, very personal things. I feel a little bit that awful feeling I get of exposure and vulnerability. For some reason, I felt safe with her, like I could say almost anything and it would be alright. At this point in my life, I really do have a problem with trust, I guess. I trust enough to open up, but not enough to keep me from feeling anxious after I have done so.

Sorry you're being put through the hoop jumps. Good luck. Glad you were recently able to take a break, with your friends.

 

[Iam]

Angry and disillusioned...but those are secondary emotions so what is are the primary emotions

Hurt
Confused
Distrustful
Misunderstood
Uncared for

But, I am responsible for working out my emotions, no one else is or can. If I put aside what other's think of my actions to take care of myself I have much to feel thankful for and when I think of that I feel

Happy
Contented
Loved

 

[anni]

Lacking the sheer ego/worth to start a thread, and the resolve to go check the thing afterwards. What else I'm feeling can be here with no expectaions of anything, like a depository, then done.

PTSD does bite you in the 'arse' as it was well put here once. There is just so much, an ill parent, hostile, sneaky, manipulative harmful relatives, legal wrap-ups from last year's disgusting custody case, my son's unresolved and worsening whatever the hell it is just keeping him hom sick again from school, and had to talk for the first time to the dead *sswipe's brother, at length, for my daughter's sake. She deserves to know the family, they bugged out 20 years ago, the cowards, and she needs the other half of her life now. It's my job to connect her dots. His brother sounds exactly like him, who knew? She and her boyfriend want to go see these people. The thought of that- I don't know if there is a thought because there's no functioning with that thought in my head. My Dad could die. It would be kind for him. The pain is terrible-hideous. It's Dad, though so he can't be dead. Or that sick. Someone is stalking my email in all this. I know which sick, dementedly evil family members are doing it, too but can't prove it so write various things to others to make them insane. How old are we? Stalking presses so many, too many buttons all by itself which take much de-activating. I also now that when thos stupid custody papers come they'll have numerous items which again have to be fought over, bitched about, accusations will fly all over again, thousands of dollars will be paid to more lawyers and the whole dam thing rehashed AGAIN because the d*ckhead will have all sorts of impossible items added which I will not agree to. 'Child may not eat carrots with 20 feet of porch'-that sort of stupid sounding, off-the-wall crap, if not that exact one. Said child meanwhile is struggling with some as yet undiagnosed something-the best pedatirc neuro in PA says a migraine condition but now is progressed to limb weakness, pain and uncontrolled headache. Back for tests.

Then there's the plain old evil in the world, which one struggles-genuinely struggles to comprehend everyday. So impotent to DO anything beyond helping where you can but that is so little! You think you can handle even watching th news but that's not a good idea-it's the same 'woman murdered by husband' 'child found dead' 'teenager shot in city' and you just know behind every single story is some evil, bully of an *sswipe who should be the one who shouldn't be here, not the victim. I know taking CARE of ones own family-dear friends, containing the chaos where you can is all one can do but just doesn't seem enough, sometimes. Maybe next week it will again.

So instead of re-grouping,getting to some emergency T session, as I know dam well I should have. I know the signs-the hyper activity to extreme, the too-attention to detail,sticking a couple more miles on the run, the hyper-avoidance, the huge effort of thought I kept pushing. Decided to plan a big picnic instead of being quiet, like an idiot. It will be a good thing, if can pull that off though, since some people are coming my husband treasures and doesn't see at all often.

I keep calling this stuff rats in the attic. They seem more like rats in the every-where and hate this so much. Talk about bit in the 'arse'. By PTSD. Have to watch it.

That's what I'm feeling today.

 

[Iam]

I am sorry Anni. the rough days are real, especially with so much on your plate. I can't even begin to imagine. Oh...well, dang....yes I can, but it isn't that way right now. Which I guess is the point. Hang on because tomorrow, maybe if you are lucky even later today, you will feel different. Ya ya I know....doesn't help the now does it?

(((HUGS)))
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