tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7798745397188154232.post9106638073426976821..comments2023-10-29T04:55:16.990-04:00Comments on Adventures in Anxiety Land: Shattered Girl and The Sound of Breaking GlassThe Blue Morphohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16387317327488568515noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7798745397188154232.post-9689346493648144782010-03-20T14:18:54.707-04:002010-03-20T14:18:54.707-04:00Hey Marj: My laptop is like my security blanket. ...Hey Marj: My laptop is like my security blanket. Since I'm a writer, it goes with me everywhere and is my literal shield when the environment is too crazy. I flip it open and try to make my own mental space. It's a great that your husband knows to give you a quick shout so you know immediately what's going on. I think I'll discuss that with spouse, myself. Thanks so much for The Blue Morphohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16387317327488568515noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7798745397188154232.post-47511597686981188602010-03-20T14:14:46.368-04:002010-03-20T14:14:46.368-04:00Hello Twirl: Thanks so much for reading! Yeah, di...Hello Twirl: Thanks so much for reading! Yeah, displays of anger; actually I don't like them from anyone. Very triggery. And thanks for the good wishes - we all have it tough sometimes but MIs make it more often than not. But I was looking at your blog - dealing with terminally ill cancer patients? Well there's some perspective. Oh yeah, excellent green typewriter :)The Blue Morphohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16387317327488568515noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7798745397188154232.post-5576566970164776752010-03-20T11:48:11.430-04:002010-03-20T11:48:11.430-04:00This sounds like some PTSD responses I have had. ...This sounds like some PTSD responses I have had. My husband has learned, over the years, to say something like: "Just dropped and broke a tea cup. It's alright. I'm cleaning it up!" Sometimes that helps me.<br /><br />I've had those days in bed. I'm sorry. I know it is hard. I just got a laptop fairly recently. Never thought of bringing it into bed with me. At Marj aka Thriverhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06825698906631474866noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7798745397188154232.post-22082395143133642412010-03-20T10:39:39.545-04:002010-03-20T10:39:39.545-04:00i totally freak out about personal space... dont s...i totally freak out about personal space... dont stand too close to me uninvited. <br /><br />and being pulled on... the way someone would grab your elbow and say "hey, come look at this!". <br />...yeah. dont do that.<br /><br />and, displays of anger from a man. even healthy, non threatening ones. makes my ears ring and my stomach lurch into my throat.<br /><br /><br />i'm sorry twirl unabashedlyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15934908210055369531noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7798745397188154232.post-48296127445127896692010-03-16T23:54:33.200-04:002010-03-16T23:54:33.200-04:00Hey Amy - Yeah, exactly. Any loud sound, or any s...Hey Amy - Yeah, exactly. Any loud sound, or any sudden noise at all. But a few in particular, eh? Breaking glass. Vacuum cleaner. I also react to the sound of kids laughing, because I 'know' that it will end with yelling. Thanks for reading!!!The Blue Morphohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16387317327488568515noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7798745397188154232.post-87791206142313787092010-03-16T23:00:08.727-04:002010-03-16T23:00:08.727-04:00All I can say is I know exactly what you're ta...All I can say is I know exactly what you're talking about. I feel the pain welling in my chest just reading the things she used to yell. Even now, loud noises=danger.Amyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08754785071196846157noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7798745397188154232.post-18512719709612254762010-03-16T17:39:40.149-04:002010-03-16T17:39:40.149-04:00Andy dude - I wouldn't say that recognizing th...Andy dude - I wouldn't say that recognizing that I'm in the middle of a flashback changes how long it lasts. It seems to have its own timetable. But realizing does help reduce some of the distress. You can at least tell yourself intellectually, "I am not reacting to the present, this is the past I'm upset about." I have had plenty of flashbacks that never did make sense.The Blue Morphohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16387317327488568515noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7798745397188154232.post-75608307550760289342010-03-16T17:35:20.596-04:002010-03-16T17:35:20.596-04:00Hey there BeatOCD - Flashbacks do sucketh, but at ...Hey there BeatOCD - Flashbacks do sucketh, but at least this time we spotted it and were able to do some reprocessing. Thank you so much for the support and good wishes!The Blue Morphohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16387317327488568515noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7798745397188154232.post-78438067286669789162010-03-16T08:47:45.345-04:002010-03-16T08:47:45.345-04:00It is very unfortunate how these things can follow...It is very unfortunate how these things can follow us into adulthood. :( <br /><br />Generally speaking, does learning you're flashing back help it pass more quickly? Does it take time for the realization you're flashing back to make sense to yourself? <br /><br />Hang in there. I hope today (and every day) is better than yesterday was.Andyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09496289268182148690noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7798745397188154232.post-65091027731831761832010-03-16T00:34:02.839-04:002010-03-16T00:34:02.839-04:00Wow, that's an intense post. I'm sorry you...Wow, that's an intense post. I'm sorry your childhood was so sucky, and I'm glad you have an awesome husband.Annhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01403176285595873953noreply@blogger.com