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You Know You Have PTSD When...

When you have moods that when people text you it irritates and annoys you. Like "What? Why are you talking to me right now? You realize your conversation to me feels more like an invasion of space?"

And then also later when no one is texting you you feel like "Oh ok I see how it is. No one wants to talk to me".

Seriously? Why though?
 
When you find out that your abuser has moved to sweden and you give up ever going on vacation there even though it's a big country.
And then feeling sad and frustrated and angy about missing out on that hypothetical vacation that you never even considerd instead of feeling relieved that the chances of you running into him have been decreased dramatically.
 
When....

Want tough love on that? Can I be kicking your ass a while? ... :inlove:

And when sympathy? Sets you this rocketclose to suicidal. Make this bullshit stoooop. Need resources, statistics, contacts, information, things to do, timeframes and other assorted candies and jello. Not the unstomachable sympathy.

Or: FFS. I thought I am avoiding my primary trauma, and definitely last few years. Apparently not, standard therapy is f*ck all. So some more at evading therapists for a sport. Stellar.
 
<chuckling> @Ronin... I’ll invite you along on a few of my tear someone a new asshole vents I have been restraining myself from. There will be shouting. There will be waving of arms. There will be eyeballs bugging out of heads. There will be nose to nose distance. If I get really in fine fettle, there may even be purred threats of dire and terrible consequence.

I know it’s not quite the same as your own bad day, but witnessing other people’s bad days is the best I can currently organize.

Alternatively, you could come chop wood with me. Which is how I am currently not chewing people out who deserve it. ...But I’d really love the excuse to let ‘er rip :sneaky:

A day spent chopping wood will feel like a bad day, the next morning, guaranteed. At least, unless you’re in much better shape than I am. Right now it’s still in the “I hate life” side of things. And Inhavent even shifted the logs into weird positions, yet.

This is not me being nice. This is far more me being ‘misery loves company’ & besides... it’s more fun to groan (and bitch moan complain) in competition. Look at this blister! Oh yea? Noodle arms. I can’t pick up my glass. Look? Flop-flop-flop. You think that’s bad?? Lookit this!
 
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You know you have PTSD when ...blowing shit up & physical torment seems like a great way to cheer people up :bag: Here! This is gonna suck! It’ll be awesome!

:hilarious:

... and you know you have come from the Interesting Blue Moon side of life when that actually DOES cheer you up, fast.

While you are on: ... But who needs to shout when there is a nose to nose distance, snarling and icey looks would do on THAT one, and similar Good Times Comparing Book.

Along the: Okay, so I cannot tell the buddy to f*ck off while handing them meds they need, towels, blankets, band aids or bandages and booze?
:happy: The idea of care that DOES translate.
 

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