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Exposure therapy, Tackabery style
I have made a promise to myself that I will work on my book five days of the week. Not necessarily the week days or the equivalent hours to a five-workday week, but just in order to keep proceeding to that goal. As it is with all the writing I’ve d...
Avoidance
I’ve been avoiding my blog. Avoidance is a common coping mechanism for people with post-traumatic stress disorder (PTSD); you want to stay away from the things you know will upset you. But like just about everything else I can think of, avoidan...
Avoidance
I’ve been avoiding my blog. Avoidance is a common coping mechanism for people with post-traumatic stress disorder (PTSD); you want to stay away from the things you know will upset you. But like just about everything else I can think of, avoidan...
Under the knife
on the one hand…2 by Rachel Gilmore of Belfast, UK, courtesy stock.XchngTomorrow I add another wound to my hand so I can have a scar to match the one just beneath my thumb that I got when I was in college. That one I received when I sliced my h...
Changing Your Life with PTSD, Part 2: Know Your Relationships
Roof of the London Museum by James Wilsher of Romsford, Essex, U.K. courtesy stock.XchngOn my journey to here, I have spent a lot of time trying to figure out why: Why am I so unhappy? Why does everything seem so pointless? Why am I jumping at shadow...
Changing Your Life with PTSD, Part 1: Identification and Visualization
magnifiers by marija jure of Vilnius, Lithuania courtesy stock.XchngAs frequent readers of this blog know, there was a time when I was struggling with my post-traumatic stress disorder (PTSD) almost full-time: I attempted to kill myself, was admitted...
Run Away! and Other Perfectly Acceptable Responses to Stress
So I met the affable Dr. Wallace Andrew yesterday who told me in no uncertain terms that I could have another cortisone shot which would give me relief for a few months or I could have open carpal tunnel release surgery. Er, I elected the surgery. I...
Walkthrough
Richard and I performed the walkthrough for our new house this morning, identifying any nicks or dings we saw. As we pulled in we met a lady walking her little dog, and it hit me that this woman was now my neighbor and that we are pretty close to hav...
Our house is finished! . . . almost
Modern Clock by Jade Colley of Gold Coast, QLD, Australia, courtesy stock.XchngIt’s countdown time! The sod has gone down and our shrubs are in, and our walkthrough has been scheduled for Saturday. Inspection is Tuesday, and our closing is Frid...
Feeling Broken
Broken Bridge by Yali Shi of Kaohsiung, Taiwan, courtesy stock.XchngYesterday I went to my doctor to hear him confirm what I already knew: I have bilateral carpal tunnel syndrome — damage in both wrists. To begin aggressive therapy, he injected...
The anxiety cycle
We are exactly three weeks away from owning a house today, a fact that fills me with an inner joy so great that not even waking up with the Beastie Boys’ “Paul Revere” in my head (proof of the utter randomness factor of the human br...
Revelations
Recently I discussed the recurring nightmare memory that led me to a realization of what my “problem” is: Complex PTSD as a result of childhood sexual trauma and abuse, with what I believe was delayed onset prompted by a series of horrifi...
19: Donuts
Connie came into my life at nine. He was a school system psychologist in Bradenton, Florida, and responsible for setting up testing and therapy for me while I was in elementary school. Rosharch ink blots, speech therapy, California Achievement Tests,...
19: Donuts
Connie came into my life at nine. He was a school system psychologist in Bradenton, Florida, and responsible for setting up testing and therapy for me while I was in elementary school. Rosharch ink blots, speech therapy, California Achievement Tests,...
18: Just one more little monster
I can handle sticks and stones.But those words still break my bones. Dr. Raines (my psychiatrist) and I have begun to talk about my stepfather. Yes folks, I didn’t just get one abusive father, I got two! I won the bad dad lottery! Ahem. My s...
18: Just one more little monster
I can handle sticks and stones.But those words still break my bones. Dr. Raines (my psychiatrist) and I have begun to talk about my stepfather. Yes folks, I didn’t just get one abusive father, I got two! I won the bad dad lottery! Ahem. My s...
