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What Are You Grateful For Today?

I am grateful for the balance of various threads and sections within this site. I can move within and out of my head engaging community while learning my comfort or tolerance levels. I am using those levels as references during real time.

I am grateful because I am beginning to understand that my discomfort in real time interaction is a signal of a current boundary and not necessarily a failure. Some of my anxiety concerning my social miscuing is dissipating. I am sincerely grateful to be learning from being among this group.

I am excited that many of the skills learned here can be applied outside of the site (although, I do miss our like buttons).:clown:
 
I am so grateful to be able to stay at home for a few months more, before I have to get a job. Grateful for the love and support and healing I get from my family and friends. So grateful that I am feeling better more and more. Grateful for the planning and positive steps I am taking for me and my own well being.
 
Sense of humor
Colors...wearing yellow tights with yellow shoes...it's my life!!!
A super patient therapist who is encouraging
Recognizing my meltdowns are not my real life, but my past and present glued together and it's just confusing (grateful to recognize some bits of that)
Grateful for fun pets who share intensity and attention issues with me. And snuggles and silly games.
And all the music out there that I haven't even heard yet and have yet to find and love
 
Gifts.

A steel grey haired man in a grocery store & a truck (presumably) fleeing the scene of a crime judging by his doubling the speed limit, and apx 100m of crime scene tape streaming out behind the axels of his truck like a Chinese dragon.

I was having a bad day yesterday. Lost some serious time in the grocery store. Couldn't see. Couldn't focus. At one point had to simply stop and shut my eyes for an unknown period of time. Finally made it to check out an untold amount of time later (40min, for 3 items. It was bad). Robot-Girl. This man, he held my eyes and talked to me until I could focus on what he was saying. Mission : Sulfite free wine. Okay. We can do that. By the time I made it back to checkout, I was smiling. And able to see more than 3 feet in front of me (damned awkward to shop only seeing 1m in all directions). Dawning realization as I paid. Walked back to the man. You knew where the wine was. Twinkle. Course. Not the first time I've seen lights on and nobody home. Nils carborundum illegitimi. Gift.

Cooked dinner for my family in a blind rage. For no reason. The rage, that is. Dinner had a reason. Staying with them, and my turn to cook. Not their fault. Kept everything tightly under control, a little leaky, maybe... As neither my parents, sibs, son objected when I chose to skip dinner for a drive. 2 hour drive. 1.5 into it, meet that truck listed above. Haven't laughed that hard in ages. Gift.
 
I'm extremely grateful that my 15 year old, soon to be 16, feels free enough to talk to me about drugs. Marijuana was the discussion of the day. He felt open to discuss his views on it. At least he doesn't feel he has to hide his feelings and beliefs to me. That is reassuring. He had a lot to say, and I just accepted it as his truth. Nothing to worry about. We even talked about his cousin who is addicted to heroin and how he feels about that. It was a great conversation and I am beyond glad that he felt he could reach out to me.
 

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