PTSD fucking sucks! It screws my head in ways even I never thought possible. It’s somewhat worse when your support system changes and your geographical location changes. Suddenly there is a whole host of new triggers, that you didn’t even know existed. The sounds of a dogs bark, the sounds of an unfamiliar car door slamming shut, parking somewhere new, getting lost in a car park, not knowing where to go for the item you need to purchase, all of these and many, many, many more have seeped their annoying and creepy little way into my brain and it’s ever expanding list of triggers. At what point does the “start to get better” happen? At what point does the “that sound I can cope with” happen? At what point does the “I’m feeling ok now” happen? I have the most amazing support system and they happen to live in the house with me, they probably have no idea how much that actually helps. They probably have no idea how to support me yet are actually doing everything I need them to be doing without even knowing they are doing it. Not too bad for people I’ve not know that long. The triggers here are different and somewhat heightened and the support although different is definitely not less and that is outstanding! #ptsdsurvivor #ptsdsucks #ptsdwillnotwin #newtriggers #idonotwanttodietoday
