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Originally Posted by TrailRunner14
This may just be me, but I've been struggling with normal "task stuff" and was curious if anyone else experiences this and has any workable advice/help.
My checkbook hasn't been balanced in 2 years. I check it on line (the balance) and if it looks good - I'm good. That was so not me before I started this. I feel like I'm not being responsible. I have good intentions, I know, but I just keep going with it.
I now have a reading room, that I made out of my oldest son's room, after he moved out. I have no problem going there now, when things get stressful. I don't really care what is thought of it. That's mostly me talking brave.
Grocery shopping and meal planning has become a nightmare. There IS no plan. It's like a free for all at 2:00 in the afternoon and lots of times I opt for going to the grocery and getting cooked food or ordering pizza, even though I've spent too much money over the weekend to be good and cook for the week.
Sleep schedule is totally out the window!! I so desperately need some time to just be quiet and process what's going on in my mind. As I said earlier, I have my reading room, but most of the time I feel guilty for hiding there if there are things that need to be taken care of. Most nights I get in the bed around 1 and get up at 6. Not good! I am a night person, but that's kind of pushing it.
I don't know. Just wondering if anyone else is trying to sort their minds and also stay somewhere on some kind of normality.
Does that make sense?
I want to be a part of the normality but there is a part of me that wants to be by itself and not have to do these things.
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Iapologize if this doesn't make sense. Part of me knows better than to respond to anything after anight of very little sleep... I read this, and am struggling to see how some of this stuff isn't "normal"... I guess though it's an individual thing.
I've never been much for meal planning our balancing my checkbook beyond keeping track of my balance. I can relate to having plans of things to accomplish but finding I'm lost in dissociation or depression most of the time.
I'm pretty drained by social interaction, especially when my ptsd or depression is at a high. If I have to work, all my energy goes into maintaining the facade fakir the shift. Once I get home, I melt into s lump...
Sorry I don't have much advice, I can just relate to having things fall apart.