I understand what you are saying about your brain, I end up fighting mine all the time. I live alone. Left my husband after 33 years of being married & moved 2100 miles away to where I didn't know anyone...which helped with some of the PTSD triggers I was experiencing, but didn't phase others.

I have always had a problem with misplacing things...loosing keys, my glasses....the usally irritating things that come up missing when you are trying to get something accomplished or out the door to be somewhere on time rather than 15 minutes late as usual.

This last few weeks has been terrible because my house is in a disaster, so I can't just see when something is out of place because everything is out of place. I had a problem getting my lawn tractor going this spring & found a broken spring on the deck...but that had nothing to do with why it wouldn't go forward or backward. The battery is not good on the tractor, so I have to jump start if from this battery charger I bought. The mechanic suggested that all it might take is to start the tractor, put it into high speed, then low several times to break loose the belt. I managed to find the battery charger & it had enough power to jump start the mower once & I fixed the problem the way he suggested. I was on my way to doing something else, so couldn't do much mowing that night......the battery charger needed to be charged before I could jump start the battery again & I couldn't fine the adaptor ANYWHERE. I knew where I had it last. I was so busy, I didn't have time to look for the stupid adaptor, but knew I needed to find it before I could get the lawn tractor started & my grass was now about as tall as I am. There were a few other pieces of paper that had information on them that I managed to misplace & oh yes, I had filled up my 1 gallon gas can & thought I had managed to forget to load in back into my truck. Didn't think to look for it for almost a week after I had filled it up.....It wasn't in the back of my truck & I didn't see it anywhere in my garage....went back to the gas station in hopes that someone nice might have turned it in...no luck. Loosing things always bothered me, but after the trauma with the home care person when my mother was dying of cancer......everything had started to disappear when she was around from my mother's wedding ring off my mother's hand, to the checkbook I was working on, to the notes I had been making when I was sitting on the floor talking with the police the morning before everything happened. So now every time things get misplaced, my mind takes me back to the horrible feelings I was experiencing during the time I was going through the trauma & the more things I misplace, the even more things I end up misplacing which makes it even worse.

I usually try to distance myself & relax....but even that didn't help me find all the missing things or stop me from kicking myself for being so stupid to loose them because I know how horrible it makes me feel.

One morning, I walked into the front room & noticed a zip log baggie in a plastic container....sure enough, it was the adaptor.....then I couldn't find the stupid charger. Finally got that act together & got the charger plugged in so I could start the mower in awhile & do some mowing finally as the grass was growing longer by the minute. When I went out to start the lawn tractor, I walked farther into the garage & there sat the 1 gallon gas can that I thought I had lost. I know it wasn't there the previous time I looked, but it must have been. My worse thing is my truck keys however. I will have everything together, get the dogs into the truck & not be able to find my keys or my cell phone. I find one & can't find the other & by the time I have everything found, I'm at least 15 minutes late for where I was supposed to be going.....the lateness isn't 1/2 as bad as the trigger that hits me from misplacing the things that brings back the feelings I experienced during the trauma.

I wish my mind would get it's act together.....don't think it ever will. I always had problems misplacing things, but it effects me in such a negative way now. I had a whole session with my psychologist on this very subject this last week....interesting....very interesting....but irritating more than anything.