xburtonchic
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Ever since a traumatic event that happened on the 29th, I've since been diagnosed with "aggravated PTSD". I've had PTSD for years, so I know what it's like, and I don't feel like this is it. This feels more... permanent... and a little bit more sinister. Yeah, I get the intrusive thoughts and the flashbacks and paranoia and all the other lovely symptoms that come along with PTSD, although they're exacerbated... but the worst of it is the way it's changed my personality and the way I think. I do NOT believe this is related to my PTSD. The event in particular effected me physically as well (concussion, hearing loss, memory loss, dislocated jaw, need surgery, etc.), but sadly that all seems to pale in comparison to the way it's affected me mentally.
In short, like the title says, I don't feel like myself anymore. I don't find joy in the things I used to. I don't care about people anymore. I know that sounds horrible, but I just don't. It seems pointless to invest feelings into anyone, because they're all just going to disappear or stab you in the back in the end. I've completely lost sight of my future. For the past month, I have become a recluse. Literally. I've gone out maybe two or three times and that's it. Part of it is because I don't trust people anymore, another part of it is because I just don't have any desire to. I've ostracized a large majority of the people in my life as well. It's like there's a wall between myself and the rest of the world. I just don't connect to anyone anymore. On the outside I seem normal, but it's because I force myself to act that way and on the inside it feels completely fake. When a "friend" tells me something like, "I love you"... my first thought is "No, you don't - you love what I can do for you" but my automatic response is "I love you too"... but I don't mean it. What I'm actually thinking is "It's all good, I don't love you either - but I'm going to let you think I do so you can't blindside me when the time comes for you to fuck me over, because I'm already onto you."
Words I would use to describe myself these days since the "incident": skeptical, not trusting of others, judgemental, a person who shies away from others, lazy, unmotivated, apathetic, calculating, cold, and unhappy. Words I would use to describe myself BEFORE the "incident": still skeptical, but TOO trusting of others to the point where I was practically their doormat, accepting and non-judgemental, outgoing, still somewhat lazy and apathetic but definitely motivated to constantly change for the better, warm, loyal, trustworthy, and not exactly ridiculously bubbly and happy, but with a positive view of the future.
So why is this happening? How can I take steps to... well, find myself again? Because I've definitely gotten lost. I have no idea what direction I'm going anymore. I've forgotten how to feel anything except anger at times. And how can I do this on my own? Don't suggest a therapist -- I was seeing one before, but because the incident directly had to do with my old therapist, that is not an option right now. I'm working on it, but it could take a while. It's been a month since I've seen any therapist and I haven't gotten any sort of professional help to guide me through the things I'm dealing with, and it seems to grow worse each day. Sometimes it's to the point where I wish the "incident" HAD killed me, the way it was intended... and I think the reasons for that is obvious. Because I would be in some black oblivion right now instead of suffering, and it would have been a painless death, and that is far more preferable to what I'm dealing with now. I can hardly even keep my head above water. It's like every single thing I do takes a ton of effort, both mentally and physically, no matter how small that thing is.
This thread isn't meant for venting, because as I've learned, venting never helps. I don't exactly feel any emotions right now to have to vent about anyway... the only emotion I have is a desire to feel something again. Not even to be happy, but to at least get to a point where I want to be happy. Right now I could care less, about anything really. So it's a very small desire, but it's enough to motivate me to at least try to get some advice. And that is the purpose of this thread... to get some advice. I'm wondering if there's anything I can do... again, on my own, until my insurance company is able to find me a therapist... to get a little bit of who I used to be back. If that makes sense. Or anything to make me feel better, really. Or at least to get off my ass and do something, so that I'm not sitting here just blankly thinking all of the time. And don't tell me to "just do it" either, because that is no help and is something that's easier said than done.
Suggestions? Comments? Advice? Similar experiences?
Is it even possible for one event to completely change who you are, and the entire foundation of your being? I didn't think so before, but now I don't know. I wonder if it's permanent...
In short, like the title says, I don't feel like myself anymore. I don't find joy in the things I used to. I don't care about people anymore. I know that sounds horrible, but I just don't. It seems pointless to invest feelings into anyone, because they're all just going to disappear or stab you in the back in the end. I've completely lost sight of my future. For the past month, I have become a recluse. Literally. I've gone out maybe two or three times and that's it. Part of it is because I don't trust people anymore, another part of it is because I just don't have any desire to. I've ostracized a large majority of the people in my life as well. It's like there's a wall between myself and the rest of the world. I just don't connect to anyone anymore. On the outside I seem normal, but it's because I force myself to act that way and on the inside it feels completely fake. When a "friend" tells me something like, "I love you"... my first thought is "No, you don't - you love what I can do for you" but my automatic response is "I love you too"... but I don't mean it. What I'm actually thinking is "It's all good, I don't love you either - but I'm going to let you think I do so you can't blindside me when the time comes for you to fuck me over, because I'm already onto you."
Words I would use to describe myself these days since the "incident": skeptical, not trusting of others, judgemental, a person who shies away from others, lazy, unmotivated, apathetic, calculating, cold, and unhappy. Words I would use to describe myself BEFORE the "incident": still skeptical, but TOO trusting of others to the point where I was practically their doormat, accepting and non-judgemental, outgoing, still somewhat lazy and apathetic but definitely motivated to constantly change for the better, warm, loyal, trustworthy, and not exactly ridiculously bubbly and happy, but with a positive view of the future.
So why is this happening? How can I take steps to... well, find myself again? Because I've definitely gotten lost. I have no idea what direction I'm going anymore. I've forgotten how to feel anything except anger at times. And how can I do this on my own? Don't suggest a therapist -- I was seeing one before, but because the incident directly had to do with my old therapist, that is not an option right now. I'm working on it, but it could take a while. It's been a month since I've seen any therapist and I haven't gotten any sort of professional help to guide me through the things I'm dealing with, and it seems to grow worse each day. Sometimes it's to the point where I wish the "incident" HAD killed me, the way it was intended... and I think the reasons for that is obvious. Because I would be in some black oblivion right now instead of suffering, and it would have been a painless death, and that is far more preferable to what I'm dealing with now. I can hardly even keep my head above water. It's like every single thing I do takes a ton of effort, both mentally and physically, no matter how small that thing is.
This thread isn't meant for venting, because as I've learned, venting never helps. I don't exactly feel any emotions right now to have to vent about anyway... the only emotion I have is a desire to feel something again. Not even to be happy, but to at least get to a point where I want to be happy. Right now I could care less, about anything really. So it's a very small desire, but it's enough to motivate me to at least try to get some advice. And that is the purpose of this thread... to get some advice. I'm wondering if there's anything I can do... again, on my own, until my insurance company is able to find me a therapist... to get a little bit of who I used to be back. If that makes sense. Or anything to make me feel better, really. Or at least to get off my ass and do something, so that I'm not sitting here just blankly thinking all of the time. And don't tell me to "just do it" either, because that is no help and is something that's easier said than done.
Suggestions? Comments? Advice? Similar experiences?
Is it even possible for one event to completely change who you are, and the entire foundation of your being? I didn't think so before, but now I don't know. I wonder if it's permanent...

