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You Know You Have PTSD When...

You know you have ptsd when...

You have weird stare downs with dogs and think, if that thing bites me I'm going to kick it's face.

You burn another steak cooking it exactly the same way as you did last week, but somehow last week you did it right.

You hear children running around outside making noise and cringe like your cat. You and cat go and hide in a dark corner until they're gone, hissing.

You hear neighbors have another party and will keep calling the police until that shit stops.

You stare blankly at the phone when it's your doctor/therapist returning your call, but in the gap between when you called them and they called you back, you decide you no longer care. But then two days later, really need to talk to your doctor/therapist and the cycle repeats. Suddenly it's been two weeks and ..??..>?!.. :/

You watch tv shows and movies you've seen before but don't remember, and so it's like there's always something new on.

You miss key words in sentences that make them make more sense, but they make perfect sense to you. Other people are stupid.

When you decide the meat is done because you're hungry, not because it's fully cooked. And then spend the next few days wondering why you've been throwing up and if cancer finally has gotten ahold of you.

When you go to visit a friend and cry so much you wish you were home. Where's my stuffed monkey.

When, for fear of someone breaking in to your house and reading all your secret notes-to-self, you use codes for them that later you can't break. What does EF-2g-7749 mean? Seriously, tell me if you know.

Also, when you put things in "safe" spots and then realize the safe spots are safe enough that you can't ever find them again.

When you take a xanax for the first time in two years and think, "aaahhhh this is what an hour without pain feels like. Can I have another one?"

When you suddenly notice all the sounds around you that have apparently been going on this whole time but somehow you didn't notice. "Wait, there's a freeway next to your house? When did that happen? Huh."

When the last three cups you were drinking from are now missing.

Oh yeah, and the one time I got out of my car while it was still in drive, thinking I had put it in park, and it's rolling down the street and I had to go catch it. Fortunately, neither of us were going very fast.
 
Some decisions you make, not because they're good decisions, but because you hate them and don't want to do them at all, ever, much less now, f*ck that.

I hate talking. Fine! More talking it is!
I hate life. Okay, okay, fine! Life. That way. Motivating.

Grumble grumble kick something grumble.

I'm going to regret this. Good. Do it anyway. f*ck.

***

And some decisions you do not make, not because they are bad decisions. But because they sound like far too good an idea to actually be one. In theory.

We could FIX this with duct tape :D :tup: :D Sigh. Fine. No duct tape. Motherf*ckig spoilsport.

We could ALSO fix this with Semtex :shifty: But noooooooooo.

Grumble grumble kick something.
 
When most of your truly bad decisions are those decisions you think are /right/.

And those you make as a spur of the moment, let's see if that sucka works... turn out good, long term. :cautious: Then I'm supposed to trust my reason.

But you're happy, if you're making decisions with and/or for other people, normal logic happens to apply. Fine universe! Fine. I'll just not lonewolf. Stahp with this '... don't you think it's a poke in the right direction, Ro'. I don't. think.
 
When... finding more and more things you weren't wrong in, instead just hurt about and going with it doesn't even lead to a head desk.

Horrified microlooks and tilting head. Gaslighter's reality isn't reality, and my words were normal words all.time.long. Fine. Okay.
& You're gonna sleep on whatever 'new realizations' are because they're too goddamn much anyway. But you're glad, a power of four liner message.
 
When you decide you don't have PTSD, it was just shit life.

& Then someone asks if you're alright and what's up when you space out as encountering one of your triggers.
Goddamn it. This is what I need those shades for. Still can't get spacing out back /right/.
So yep, 'I'm fine, just don't like this thing much.' instead.

... And then you get amused discussing a lifetime of trauma which f*cks up your mimicry just so well.
Right. I'm not supposed to be f*cking cheered up by things that to me still read Calm. Purpose. Determination. Existence good for something, f*ck them niggas, do not cross me, everything for MyOwn.
 
When you can't quit smoking just because you want to :shifty:

Well. I could. And then the symptoms I've been scaling down? Would probably explode. And THAT would be just simply charming. Exactly what's needed in this clusterf*ck.

Nooooooo.

Add more stress coping first, THEN quit smoking.

Motherf*cking cocksucking hellfire & damnation. Simple! We f*cking like SIMPLE in this bitch. Aaaaaaaaaargh. :banghead: :confused: :dead: It can never just be f*cking SIMPLE can it? Chaseus fawking grrrrrr.

And breathe.

Sigh.
 
When ^^ Oh. f*cking. Thanks. :ninja:

Not only are someone else's difficulties quitting semi hilarious:
It means people hang in there, and are still /entirely f*cking normal about smokes./
Back to the world where I'm not only not in danger, but we're not igniting charges /either/. Breathe out.
 
Your wifi signal seems to fluctuate with your state of mind. Good day- yay, loads of signal, you can watch silly youtube videos to your hearts content. Bad, anxious, day, a day when you're waiting on news- Wifi? What wifi?
 
You know ^ that, but you have perfectly rational badly-set-up-networks explanations to blame, personally.

& When a new loss of trust drags up issues you've been trying to bury for months, then back with those you tried to bury for decades. :banghead: Bajeez, people need to trust /someone/, the other way lies madness. Says the mad.
 

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