You Know You Have PTSD When...

[goingonhope]

You know you have Ptsd when your Doc tells you that she highly recommends you follow through with her Ptsd recommendation to decrease the risk of losing any more volume.

(lol :D - To Laugh) Or, (:(..:cry: - To Cry)

You know you have Ptsd when you never second guess the diagnosis, (as it all makes absolute sense), though it takes many years to come to even get an idea of clinically wtf it is and is not. And a lifetime to come to grips with having it while not being able to make its symptoms (and redirecting forces) go away and stay gone no matter how hard..........I've tried. :mad:..:confused:

Absolute:

Absolute trouble still for me, I gather. Shucks :tdown:

 

[Barberian]

You know you have PTSD when:

1. The farthest you walk is under 100ft a day and it's not because of physical health problems.

2. you have so many medications you take them 15 min before meals so you have that "Full" feeling before eating so you can lose weight.

3. You bounce your legs from anxiety so bad, trimming your toe nails is a hazardous operation.

 

[Lacey101]

you go to a night club and reach for lipstick and instead find mace

instead of holding a clutch purse, you clutch your cellphone with campus police already pulled up with your thumb on send

your idea of a daydream is imagining scenarios of being attacked and planning how to evade them

you have to go to work when you're sick because you used up all your sick days on popping anxiety pills

you explain to loved ones you are afraid of --let's say-- ice cream, so they invite you to an ice cream social

You decide which shoes to wear based on which you can run the fastest in

you wear flats but bring stillettohs just in case you need a convenient weapon

you dislike attention so much, you dress down where ever you go

you have to look forward at all times when driving to avoid making eye contact with the kreep staring in the car next to you at least once a day

 

[timetorecover]

- you spend more time talking on here than you do in the real world.
- the phone rings and your heart sinks.
- your kid draws you a picture and says it a present to make you happy mummy, I want u to stop crying!:(

 

[Lacey101]

White Oleander is your life's story
Enough is your favoritve feel good movie

 

[Jen93]

You know you have PTSD when...

-In English class, you're only "there" about sixty percent of the time- and that quickly knocks down to ten percent when your teacher wears the skirt that is TOTALLY the school uniform skirt you wore in eighth grade.

-When the questions "Where am I?" and "Who are you?" when asked to your friends are more frequent than "How are you?"

-When your friends know from the look on your face to introduce themselves and tell you where you are and how old you are before starting an actual conversation.

-When you embarrass yourself when the teacher reassuringly pats your shoulder in a "It'll be okay" way with a nice smile, by crying and saying "Don't hit me." >>> It's a good thing that there were only about eight other kids in a room, and most of them know I have PTSD.

-When you're worried you could get kicked out of school for your dissociation and PTSD if you're not careful. (I'm really really really scared and I need to get this under control.)

-When you think it's the COOLEST THING EVER that older girls are talking to you, and talking to you about things like driving and a university professor asking them if they'd like a drink... with ALCOHOL.. at a BAR.... and then they inform you that the older girls are actually the same age as you and that you guys are friends.

-When you think about wanting to play Barbies, and you wonder where the hell they have gone, and just decide to hug your Teddy for now, maybe have a tea party with all the other stuffed animals on your bed, half of which you can't remember getting.... you totally forgot about throwing the Barbies out at the age of thirteen, and that they aren't fun anymore.

-When you have a freak out about your bedroom, and start sobbing "Why are the walls yellow? Why are the walls yellow?" Cause they USED to be purple. (Prior to my move back home the bedroom was purple... now it's yellow and sometimes I don't remember it being repainted. What an ugly colour)

-When you text your mother things like "Can we go home now? We can leave Dad here." and later, you have no memory of sending the text, but it's in your phone anyway.

-when you spend twenty minutes waiting outside the school door waiting for your mother to pick you up, cause class ended at four- only to get fed up when your mother doesn't come; and when you go back into the school fed up and sick of the way your mother just forgot you you learn that you have another class- a night class- and you can get home afterwards quite easily by taking the train.

 

[Anna]

You partner tells you to get ready to go out and you have no idea what they mean. Then they tell you they told you about this yesterday, you responded but have absolutely no recollection of every having the conversation with them :( Worst is... you don't want to go so then start get anxious about it.

When you wake up and think "How did I get here?" "What am I doing here?" "How did this happen?" Then it takes you a few moments to realise you are where you are and why. (Especially when you moved)

Someone says hello and then looks at you funny when they enter the room you are in. Turns out you were staring at them when they entered as an autoreaction but in kind of a haze and it takes awhile to wake up from that haze.

When you check all the doors and windows are locked at 3am in the morning.

Blocking the toilet in the middle of the night. Unblocking the toilet in the middle of the night.

 

[Nighthawk]

You sitting at the pharmacy drive through wondering WTF is wrong with the person in the car next to you. Why the hell are they revving the engine. All of a sudden it clicks it s you slamming the foot on the gas pedal. Thankfully the car was in park.

 

[Smallhold]

You know you have PTSD when:
The movie Falling Down is something you can so very much understand.
You get lost in your own (tiny) backyard.
Your son will smile patiently and tell you you did in fact already see that movie a few times before.
You are the only woman who is member of a knife collectors forum and the only one you know of who carries a knife in every coat pocket.
You're invited to a wedding in the Middle East and the first thing you do is not get sunblock factor 50 but check the political developments in that area.
You don't mind going for lunch with friends but insist on sitting with your back to the wall, have an overview and scouted every escape route within 30 seconds of entering the building.
Your friends feel safe when you are around cos you'll spot trouble and get them out before anything happens.
Being one of the few women who will willingly camp under a tarp in february in Wales for a bushcraft meet.
Your dog goes with you nearly everywhere.
You feel fine camping in the Scandinavian woods on your own but hesitate to enter a supermarket.
You avoid eye contact with men. (but you still watch their every move, just in case :D)

 

[Meadowsweet]

You know you have PTSD when you stare blankly at the 'turn away from dissociation, association thread' unable to find an word:eek:

 

[goingonhope]

You know you have Ptsd when you open your eyes and see that other's use some built in, phony and ready excuse to blame you for what's theirs to begin with. And, for what's the next persons, and the universe's fault, etc. But it all belongs to you because you're nuts enough to have sought help, opened up honestly, as well as, shared that you have Ptsd.

 

[goingonhope]

.....As if having Ptsd guarentees that you have little to no capacity for personal responsibility and perhaps not having it guarentees that you do. (lol) :roflmao: