Post Traumatic Stress & my sinking ship.
Today, I’m blogging about my experience of realizing I couldn’t fight the anxiety & fear surround Post Traumatic Stress alone, at Dr Mommy. And, while I’m so much further along in my journey, there is still the constant maintenance that keeps my head above the water.
Now?
Go leave some love so I don’t feel lame.
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I fought through PTSD for years, coupled with clinical depression and anxiety as a result of an attack in my teens. I surpressed for a long time and then had a total meltdown. I still fight with the depressive tendencies and even more so the stress/anxiety. Thank god for medication. Without it I'd be a big old mess. But I still haven't found the right therapist. That's the crucial piece still missing from me being able to fully move forward.
Also…love ya!
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momnom Reply:
August 25th, 2010 at 12:10 pm
Sara, find yourself a therapist. And, look into the Alexander Method or Crystal sessions. I'll blog about them soon but they are both amazing. Also? Find a yoga class. I don't take any medications {not that I am opposed, I just wanted to try without first} and I swear these things saved me. And, perhaps even a naturopath? I know it sounds crazy, but finding balance, cleansing your body – have you tried a kidney or liver cleanse? Both are areas where your body holds stress.
Okay, now I'm rambling, I should just blog about my hippie tendancies. Email me if you want to talk. Seriously.
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I'm dumping BUCKETS AND BUCKETS of oozing, slimy love all over the computer screen. It smells like artificial strawberry. Just for you Mama… cause that's how I roll. (Proud of you… that took guts and balls… of which you have plenty)
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momnom Reply:
August 26th, 2010 at 2:51 pm
Buckets and buckets of sweet cucumber love.
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Tiffany thank you for sharing your experience. My husband has PTSD from his time in Iraq. He was wounded in combat. Being the caregiver I see a whole different side of the disease. I appreciate your story and love your strength!
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momnom Reply:
August 26th, 2010 at 2:52 pm
I often think of the men and women suffering with PTSD from war. I am certain this disorder covers a variety of trauma's on a variety of levels, but we can all learn from each other. Stick around, I've got some exciting news for PTSD folks coming soon!
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tiffany~thanks for sharing. opening up like that is powerful in itself….i hope every day gets easier and better for you! blessings! xo
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momnom Reply:
August 26th, 2010 at 2:53 pm
Thank you Terri. It feels great getting things off my chest and into words. The relief I find is writing never fails to amaze me.
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Tiffany, I'm so proud of you for sharing with us. Don't be afraid of getting help, it's out there and it works. It doesn't mean your weak, we are not trained to help with PTSD. My mom had huge success with theraphy. I, too, have sought theraphy during my darkest hours of depression. I'm here praying, as you go through this journey.
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momnom Reply:
August 26th, 2010 at 2:55 pm
Krista, I still see a therapist on occassion, more for maintenance than for actual therapy. I've used crystal sessions, meditation, yoga and a variety of other resources to help me along the way. I hope to blog more about that soon.
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Just read what you wrote at Dr mom. wow, power in your words. My heart hurts with you. Five years ago, I had major brain surgery. Two years ago, my oldest had a blood clot in his brain. Fear raced through every pore of my body. Anxiety, fear, quilt, shame, horror, tears, insomnia, it was all there. And it was real and it hurt. Hurt so bad it suck the life out of me and threw me into the deepest, darkest hole of depression. I'm just now, beginning to climb up. But not alone, and not just with my family, friends and loved husband. I needed real help, someone trained in this, these emotions. Someone who could help me wrap my brain around it, make sense of it, create order and peace again in my life. I'm praying for you, for each day, for each step forward, for each success, for the whole process, no matter how long it takes.
Thank you for choosing us to take this journey with you.
Love ya!
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momnom Reply:
August 26th, 2010 at 2:56 pm
When I was younger, my dad had minor brain surgery as well. I can only imagine the anxiety and fear that filled you when you heard about your child. I am certain of really only one thing with this whole PTSD demon, that it is in the climb up that you discover what is really important in life.
Enjoy your climb.
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