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You Know You Have PTSD When...

You know you have PTSD when: you pack your child's lunch, using the margarine containers you put leftovers in and.......

One day they have margarine for lunch
Another day they have something with fuzzy green stuff growing on it
Finally, to top it all off, everything you collect to put in the compost pile somehow made it back into the fridge and into the lunch
 
-you try to mind-read social cues, so you blurt out completely inappropriate (and sometimes untrue things) like "I worked in a strip club last year"
-you say this to a man you adore, who is charming and beautiful and has invited you to spend Christmas with his family
-you say this in front of his family
-when you are alone and trying to make it seem as though you are not, in fact, in love with him you come up with this to backpeddle: "I had an affair with a married man"
-you have a flashbackpanic attack and sleep for two days to avoid them
-the more you avoid them due to utter horror and embarassment, the more strange they believe you are until you leave and never ever talk to them again.

some one off-ers:
-your hypervigilence means you wear a fanny pack while travelling and sleep with your passport in your pillowcase
-you have phobias of things such as cockroaches, so you go online and become a cockroach expert and refuse to sleep in any room of the house where one has been spotted, until you claim the living room as your personal space
-your impulsiveness to get away leads you to do things like dump men you have been on two dates with because 'youre not ready for marriage'
-you lose time so often you go into work Saturday morning, because it's nothing new to forget the entire weekend.
-you go for long, long drives every day to relax and try to numb your mind, and when you get pulled over the police don't understand why you're just driving around
 
The first part was funny ( I'm sorry at the same time)....but I can relate. I dumped a man once because he had to see me almost every night and would text me all day. When he first told me he loved me ( during awful sex) i said "what?" he said " I love you." this repeated about 2 more times before I said..." I can't say something I don't feel."

PTSD all the way, completely emotionless sometimes.
 
Oh Ayesha it is meant to be funny, I cried I laughed so hard typing it. These are the sorts of stories I cannot tell people in real life! Only my dearest friends know the crap I put myself through trying to fit in, ahahaha!

Humour is my favorite coping mechanism!

Here are some more:
-you have noisy neighbours, so you tell them to keep it down, call the landlord, call the police and go to online noisey-neighbour forums to complain online annoymously about them, and they get an eviction notice three weeks after moving in.
-a guy you are dating makes a cd for you full of meaningful songs, the first one is "Crazy" by Gnarles Barkley
-you procrastinate and avoid so much that in doing all the other distracting chores, everything eventually gets done because you're always avoiding something
-you can take revenge on people without even knowing it, and feel incredibly smug afterwards
-you zone out so much that when you join highschool basketball to fit in, you are kicked out of each game for fogetting who your teammates are
-you still fantasize about showing off how hot you are now, 16 years later, to the boy who called you "f-ing ugly" in eigth grade
-you still feel his judgements when you are unsure of a new outfit, and wonder how he would feel about it
-you obsess over people you haven't seen or heard from in 16 years (not all the time-lol!)
 

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