@GWhizz
Threadjack... it's ok.. When I contacted Z, (I still have the text thread) I was trying to... ground? I guess. I barely remember trying to text him.
Started off me just asking him if I was crazy.
he knows I've done some some research and while PTSD is not considered a "TBI" there IS evidence of damage to areas of the brain. I've actually read this in several places but this is the one I can find quickly:
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It talks about the damage to the hippocampus and other abnormalities in other areas of the brain. It helps me to understand WHY I can't control it sometimes. It helped Z understand why I act the way I do sometimes.
One of the ways I have found to 'feel better' about this is to call it a type of brain injury. (whatever helps me get through the night, right?)He picked up on that a while back and uses that when I'm like this sometimes... this time was no different. I needed to hear it.
ME: "Z, am I crazy?"
Z: " No. Recovering from a brain injury"
ME: "Standing in the middle of bed bath and beyond sobbing and can't stop and don't know why"
Me: "Sorry"
Z: "For what?"
Me: "Everything. Bothering you, being so f*cked up everything"
Me: "you REALLY deserve better friends"
Z: "Shut that shit up. You're in a tough spot but you're an amazing friend"
I know that by the time I had texted the sorry, I was in a bad way. wanted so badly to cut, to quit, to give up, to die. those things come over me in shocking quick waves and they're hard to fight off. I was, by that point, sitting in the car (remember it was hot as hell) shivering and full tilt bawling, nose running, blah blah blah.
*sigh* damn it. crying again.
He texted with me a bit more turned the subject a bit. He knows I love the shit out of his mom and he's visiting her this weekend. It helped.
The thing about this shit is that it's never about the other person. Cognative issues. Microclimates of suicidality and hopelessness surrounded by normalicy. Just ride that shit out and get back to calm seas.
PTSD is a motherf*cker in that regard. Maybe explaining that to your partner in moment of calm and peace would help? I think trying to explain and defend myself in the midst of that would worsen things for me. It would exaserbate things. Instead of the microburst of hopelessness, it would burst into a full tilt shit storm and attempt.