(((skeksi))),

I am constantly trying to discribe how hard PTSD is to deal with. I am not trying to get people to feel sorry for me. I am trying to explain to people around me that it is a lot of work for me sometimes. And yes, I get very frustrated with it. And it helps me so much when people who are around me recognize how hard I am trying to overcome it and support the efforts I make to try to deal with it.

Hey, if my alarm system has gone off, I don't need someone to come at me and make it worse by touching the car doors and shaking it when the alarm is already blaring and I can bearly think it is so loud.

Not when that person can quietly open the door, lower the sound of the alarm and tell me that at least this time the car sat for a much longer time without the alarm sounding so there IS some progress taking place. Wow is that so very hard? That kind of response helps me to keep trying to tinker with it so it is less and less sensitive. I have a very REAL problem and it is a lot of work for me to adjust this very sensitive alarm system.

Open Eyes