Thanks Liz. I am struggling with self care. I'm reading this is sometimes a big thing with attachment disorders -- not being able to do basic things for oneself, while sometimes being otherwise quite high functioning.
I have been reaching out in the last couple months and successfully connecting with some friends, who I'm also able to disclose (a LOT) about what I'm going through. However it's the long (looooong) spaces in between, days and even weeks with little or no human contact, where I'm forced to either ruminate on how and why I'm so alone, or use constant distraction like crappy TV.
What I mean to say (I'm exhausted, didn't sleep last night) is that its a mixed bag. I know some things to do, and do some of them some days, but other days are really hard.
Overall, given that my wife just finally left and I am having a lot of both abandonment "issues" as well as sheer pragmatic overload in terms of everything I need to deal with by myself, I am reasonably taking care of myself. The absolute bottom line is finding ways to connect with people, and the times when I must be alone, I'm trying to simply breathe, tell myself positive hopeful things (even if I don't believe them), and I guess just have compassion for myself.
If I could have a few more people I could *rely* on being available so I knew I wouldn't have to endure a full week here and there with no contact, I'd probably be going hiking by myself. I haven't been able to go without someone else for months because the being alone is too physically overwhelming.
Today: I had lunch with a friend, made a couple important calls towards getting a therapist, took myself to a movie (Gravity is either the *best* or *worst* possible movie for someone with PTSD, but either way it was friggin' phenomenal -- 5 stars), spent a little time in bookstore, got Chipotle (just ate now) for a little healthiness, watched the amazing 50 mph clouds in the early evening, and talked a while to my mother, which was actually grounding. She has been listening to me this year and understanding why I have trauma from my childhood, which (I cannot emphasize enough) is a complete 180 from how she heard any of this for most of my life.
I also am making simple short lists of what to tackle tomorrow, on the fridge. One day at a time...
Also I'm rambling because I slept only 2 hours last night. So tonight I hope to sleep...