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Yeah, I get a lot of what you are saying. I have a husband and two sons (granted their still young), but I have been bawling my eyes out wishing for someone to love me and lamenting my situation. Throwing things off my tables and desks because I just can't take the time to clean it properly and that angers me because PTSD leaves me so tired. And I have been trying to be so brave lately, but I should always know that ends me up right back here...alone. And venting is exactly what I want to do. That or outrun this life, but that doesn't seem very likely.It's the triggers, the daily triggers and feeling overwhelmed and no one to talk to. It's always bein...
That's what it is to be human.
Tonight I texted 2 people and emailed 2 people and they just didn't get it. ----not they are considered friends. I even left 2 messages for my therapist in 10 minutes. I felt overwhelmed and alone.
As does missing someone who is leaving for a period of time, or being afraid of missing someone who is going to be leaving for a period of time.my therapist is leaving this week, only for 12 days
I just want someone to wrap there arms around me and tell me it's okay to cry or talk and they will listen. ....
I want someone to listen and hold me and let me cry. How hard is that request?
It sounds like you do have people in your life... But they aren't doing what you want them t...
Unfortunately people can't read our minds. When I thought my mom completely didn't understand or want to understand any of this, I got a surprise. I hadn't really talked to her in a couple of months (and that was quite unusual, but some of the things she had said when I was in a trauma treatment facility really hurt). Anyway, I was having this really bad day and I just texted her- I am having a really bad day. She came over, hugged me and told me that she may never understand, but she will always love me, and then she helped me go get my kids and take care of them for the afternoon. I had been desperately reaching out or wishing someone would help but it wasn't until I took the chance of at least letting them know that I was struggling, that I found someone to help me at least a little and at least in that day. Maybe, you just need to tell someone you're struggling and maybe they will be able to be a little more helpful. That's just my experience I thought I would share in case it helps.I texted a caseworker on a work issue and a coworker on s work issue-hoping they would ask how I was