It's funny how I can apply PTSD-like symptoms and feelings to things that happen in my life. There is a particular situation at work that causes me similar anxiety every day. I can't avoid it because it's my job to be there around it. But a problem I already had with it, recently seemed to get worse--as in physically. I was thinking today while watching and waiting and watching and waiting how similar this anxiety was to my PTSD. I am afraid to be around this tiny little culprit now. And for very valid health reasons, yes. It's an allergy. And I haven't told any coworkers about this or the potentially harmful effects this could have on me. I will tell. I have to. I can't work this job in a calm, effective manner otherwise. I think that my anxiety today was my breaking point in telling. Now I just have to decide when and how. It will have to be soon.
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My life and being formerly homeless
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