As the Seasons Change, Life with PTSD

For many, the beauty of Autumn is a season of crisp air and beautiful changing colors of  trees set against a bright blue sky. Apples, everything pumpkin and spice and bonfires in the backyard. For me, the Fall brings triggers, triggers everywhere. I can appreciate the beauty of the season, but if the wind blows a certain way, or the leaves rustle on the ground it can hurl me into a world of pain. It’s the nature of the illness I live with every day.

Last night during therapy, my therapist, with great empathy stated, he hates PTSD because it brings me back to the past when I would rather live in the present. That felt extremely validating to me. I don’t try to get triggered and I’m always surprised when it happens. Then that old tape starts playing, what am I doing wrong that I keep getting triggered. Admittedly it’s different now as I’m learning to cope with my trauma, but it’s still awful.  So to honor my feelings and not slink away in embarrassment I decided to write about what it’s like to live daily with Post Traumatic Stress Disorder.

I received the diagnosis of PTSD about eight years ago, after a family tragedy. My daughter was hit by a van at 30 miles an hour as she was crossing the street on her way to school. She sustained major injuries, and her life has been altered, but she is with us and thriving.

The year following Aria’s accident I was busy with tending to her health, taking her to appointments, trying to work full time, and keep our household running as normal as possible. And at the same time, I kept having these experiences that were making me feel crazy. I had worked so hard to keep my life, my family and their world so protected that the instant Aria got hit, my controlled snow globe world came crashing down. In fact ,when my son and I were talking the day of the accident, he looked at me and innocently said, “things will never be the same again.”  Extremely prophetic words, that at the time myself nor my family had any idea what they would come to mean.

I was becoming anxious. I started losing time, I was called into meetings at work because my performance was terribly erratic. I was physically sick all the time and kept having these bizarre memories leaving me feeling crazy.  I knew something was seriously wrong with me so I made a call to a psychologist who agreed to see me the next day.

 

When I first started seeing my therapist I was dissociated most of the time. I was in crisis, I was anxious, confused, and convinced I was going crazy. After a couple of sessions, it became apparent to him that we had to get some safety plans in place. Once that was in place we could begin the process of working on and processing my trauma.

I (sort-of) started to come to terms with the idea that my erupting memories, were in fact, true. I was so overwhelmed by my memories and what we would process during my session that I would remember, forget, remember, forget; until I started to turn a corner and forget how to forget. That’s when I found I could really start taking the baby-steps towards health.  

Not only was my therapy about processing the memories, I also had to start accepting that there were some pretty intense effects of the trauma and that influenced how I saw and reacted to the world.  I knew I had some pretty deep-rooted trust issues. I had large, thick, almost impenetrable walls holding back any feeling or emotions that I was willing to let the world see. 

I also had to face down how my trauma affected my relationships with my family, friends, parenting style, and career. In the midst of dealing and coping with the trauma, there were a lot of AHA moments, when I saw how my behavior and ways of coping with life, had been a direct result of my trauma and not because I was a bad person.

Eight years later and one of the biggest reasons I write is because my PTSD symptoms still have a pretty good choke-hold on me. As with many mental illnesses, PTSD can be invisible on the outside. I had always been the master of wearing many masks, and deflecting any conversation away from me, all with a supportive smile for everyone else. But when I couldn’t hide my illness any longer my friends began to ask me, what does it feel like inside. I couldn’t really explain it, so I wrote a poem and shared it with my friends and family. I found that by writing I found a way to share with others and begin to understand what PTSD means for me, and find a way to cope with my fear that I would be plagued by the symptoms forever.

My symptoms include (not limited too) flashbacks, concentration issues, becoming overwhelmed and my brain shutting down, not being able to make choices, anxiety/depression, and sensitive to the triggers that start the whole shebang of symptoms. We use the term, triggers, triggers everywhere. The wind can blow a certain way, or fireworks, or a car backfiring, even the moon can bring on flashbacks.

Unfortunately, my symptoms have left me with the inability to work. I went from having a wonderful career with the fringe benefits that provided me with some comfort for the future and the ability to provide for my family. I’m only able to work about 2 hours a day…on a good day.

It seems as if my symptoms (depending on the time of year) can start a chain reaction, so I needed to learn to work within my deficits. This isn’t easy or comfortable for me and I can find myself becoming frustrated and angry at my PTSD. Actually, most days, if I’m being honest, I am very angry at my PTSD. But then I settle down and think about what I want for my life and try to rest and reset. 

The inability to concentrate can be over-whelming for me. I know what I want to do, what I want my brain to do but I simply am unable to do it. Making choices at the grocery store, or a restaurant can be so uncomfortable that I will just simply lose my interest in eating and shut down. Sometimes as night approaches it feels overwhelming because I know that it’s highly likely that sometime during the night I will have nightmares. Even practicing good sleep hygiene listening to podcasts, all the tricks can’t stop the nightmares sometimes and it gets overwhelming. And sometimes I’m overwhelmed because I’m a survivor of trauma and have PTSD and that’s just the way it is, even though I wish it was different.

Writing gave me the courage I needed to address the pain I was feeling. I would write even when I thought I had nothing to write about. At first, I strictly used it for bilateral stimulation. I would write and send what I wrote off to my therapist. I started to find that I was able to write down what I couldn’t say aloud.  It provided distance from having to use my voice at first, but then I found it actually gave me a voice.

I’ve been hurt, I’ve been abandoned, I’ve been threatened, but I’m not going to let the effects of what happened to me keep me from trying to have the life I want. I never lose sight of my goals. They are to live with my past, live in the truth, and recognize and relish in the feelings of internal contentment. Somedays those goals seem as far away as the furthest star, and other days I can see them just through the clutter, almost there. I’m motivated to keep moving forward, spurred on by the hope for a better life. A life where I am living, not just surviving.  The seasons can make it difficult, and seemingly daunting, but being honest and out from the shadows helps make my life matter in the midst of the clutter. 

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Thank you for reading my memoir, Untangled, A Story of Resilience, Courage, and Triumph

http://www.amazon.com/Untangled-story-resilience-courage-triumph/dp/1514213222

https://www.amazon.com/Untangled-story-resilience-courage-triumph-ebook/dp/B013XA4856

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33 thoughts on “As the Seasons Change, Life with PTSD

  1. Alexis Rose October 10, 2016 / 9:43 am

    Thank You for reblogging my post. 🙂 Alexis

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  2. Biljana Hutchinson September 14, 2016 / 7:54 pm

    Welcome! This is a wonderful read and I am PTSD person myself, so I found myself in it…

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  3. Alexis Rose September 13, 2016 / 7:32 pm

    Thank You so much! I really, really appreciate you reblogging this post and your comment. It helps me keep the courage to keep writing. Have a wonderful day! 🙂 Alexis

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  4. Simmons Publishing September 13, 2016 / 6:55 pm

    Reblogged this on Family Travel Host USA and commented:
    I was touched by your story… it brought to life a few things that happens to me daily as well – things I cope with every day of my life. Thank you for the story – it is encouraging to know that there others out there who are not ashamed to share their stories in an effort to help others. Keep them coming… your devoted fan, C L…

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  5. Opinionated Man September 13, 2016 / 5:40 pm

    Reblogged this on HarsH ReaLiTy and commented:
    Check out this article on PTSD by Alexis! -OM
    Note: Comments disabled here. Please visit their blog!

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  6. Alexis Rose September 13, 2016 / 1:50 am

    Thank You Marquessa, I appreciate that so much! I look forward to your feedback. ❤️ Alexis

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  7. Marquessa September 13, 2016 / 1:26 am

    I just ordered your book. Looking forward to reading it! Cheers.

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  8. Lifeisfullofsurprises! September 12, 2016 / 3:00 am

    you’re welcome .. it’s nice to read other people’s blogs from all walks of life, and read things that you often say in your own head x

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  9. Alexis Rose September 12, 2016 / 2:15 am

    Thank You Lisa. Yes, I share my poetry. I have it catergorized under poetry and/or inspiration on my blog. In fact Im going to post one tomorrow. (I think) 😉 💕

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  10. Lisa Meister September 12, 2016 / 2:07 am

    Alexis, you expressed the intensity and reality of PTSD so well. I find poetry is extremely helpful to me, too. Do you share it anywhere on your blog? I would love to read it.

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  11. Alexis Rose September 11, 2016 / 4:29 am

    Thank You for your comment. Im glad you’re doing well now. Take good care and have a good rest of the weekend! 😊 Alexis

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  12. Muslimah92 September 11, 2016 / 4:04 am

    Wow. I want to say, ‘what doesn’t kill you only makes you stronger’, but I cant imagine what you’ve gone through. I’ve had a total of one PTSD moment in my life according to my therapist. Being Depressed in many stages in my life, there was a pill popping stage, so a friend was taking unprescribed pills and the pills were getting to her and i zoomed back into those days and I was were I sat with no control of my body waiting to die.

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  13. Alexis Rose September 11, 2016 / 2:21 am

    Your comment brought tears to my eyes. Thank You so very much!! Have a wonderful weekend! 💕💕💕

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  14. Oscar Dandelion September 11, 2016 / 1:32 am

    Sending you love and hugs Alexis.
    I’m so sorry to hear of the accident your daughter had. I cannot imagine how it must be to see your child go through that.
    I only know you for a brief time through your blog but I sense your inner beauty, courage, and resilience.
    Faith xox

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  15. Alexis Rose September 9, 2016 / 8:53 pm

    Yeah, it gets really hard to apply the “Im okay smile” sometimes especially when symptoms are really bad. Take good care! 💕💕

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  16. dbest1ishere September 9, 2016 / 8:40 pm

    I have cptsd and its so hard to explain it to people. So I dont. I dont talk about it I throw on a fake smile and that is getting harder and harder to do

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  17. Alexis Rose September 9, 2016 / 2:39 am

    Thank You for your comment and the support. Im glad we can all support each other on our journey of healing and yes, help educate people along the way. 🙂

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  18. Lifeisfullofsurprises! September 9, 2016 / 2:22 am

    Beautiful post and well described! I’m also a sufferer of PTSD & go through very similar scenarios and daily battles. It’s why I write sometimes too. Hang in there and keep sharing so that others can get educated, and feel comfort knowing they aren’t alone!

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  19. Alexis Rose September 8, 2016 / 9:46 pm

    Thank You Oneta, I appreciate your support very much! 😊

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  20. oneta hayes September 8, 2016 / 9:26 pm

    Thanks for sharing; it brings my attention to a matter whith which I have had little involvement but should know about. You are speaking as an overcomer. Continue your march with peace on your journey.

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  21. Alexis Rose September 8, 2016 / 7:19 pm

    Thank You for you kind words and for reblogging this Lottie. This means so much to me. ❤️❤️❤️

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  22. Lottie@RrR September 8, 2016 / 6:42 pm

    Reblogged this on The RUN.RABBIT.RUN site. Written by a brave ritually abused survivor, who overcame the odds and survived to tell her PTSD tale. and commented:
    I asked my American author friend if I could reblog her post as it really spoke to me-she kindly agreed. Alexis writes with a subtle delicateness that provides a good contrast to my “bang you over the head till you listen” approach to PTSD writing. I can relate to this so much. Alexis and I were both ritually abused in satanic cults as children, and a quick Google search of the annual satanic calender reveals autumn, or the fall, to be a time of intense satanic activity, hence why Alexis and I are feeling particularly triggered during this season. Alexis explains what living with PTSD is like so very well. Awesome post ❤❤❤

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  23. Alexis Rose September 8, 2016 / 5:20 pm

    Thank You, I write through tears of heartfelt gratitude. This means a lot to me and Im definitely taking it to heart and feel the beautiful intention Have a wonderful rest of your day! 😊

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  24. Alexis Rose September 8, 2016 / 5:18 pm

    Thank You Lottie. Your words, support, love and friendship mean more than I can ever express. Have a restful evening poppet. 💕💕💕❤️

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  25. poeturja September 8, 2016 / 5:12 pm

    I admire your bravery so much. You are learning to deal with life, as it is; but also, sharing your innermost feelings with strangers like us, requires a lot of strength. On those really bad days, my wish for you is that you see yourself as you really are: brave, loving, self-reflective, and able to take steps to try to change your life. Love and peace Alexis Rose!

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  26. Lottie@RrR September 8, 2016 / 3:44 pm

    This is a great post my beautiful friend. You explain PTSD so well. I am struggling with many of these same issues myself. We adapt our life as well as we can to accommodate the limiting effects of PTSD. I love you loads and am so glad I have found a kindrid soul like you 🙂 XXX

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