All I can hope for is that one day I win more often
What PTSD Isn’t
Sasha Fleischer

I stopped fighting with it. I let it go on and do it’s thing. I have found the more I resist the worse it gets and the longer it takes for me to recover.

I am NOT suggesting the way I do it will automatically work for you and I am not saying that the method is perfect.

Most importantly, I want you to know I am here. I am reading this. I appreciate your validating words here and I wanted badly to tell you what I learned that helped me immediately when I started doing it.

I literally let myself do the PTSD dance. I let myself flashback (especially when I am in a safe place), I let myself obsess over things I fear when my brain tells me to and I let myself go on and disassociate when my brain says, “that’s it, no more vision for you!”

There are few things I have to interrupt and fight against — ideation is one of those things — anything that puts me in danger, I fight with…

But, this other stuff, I just let it happen, so I don’t expend energy I don’t have fighting a battle I can’t win. My brain isn’t going to cooperate. If I am in the lizard brain, there’s nothing my logic and reason or my wailing against it is going to do except make me exhausted.

Instead, I save that energy for the war I am fighting to stay alive.

Based on your post here, even if this doesn’t work for you, I am sure you can relate to that…

Bottomline: You are NOT alone. You really aren’t. Thank you for being here, for sharing these words. I hope this response feels supportive. I am deeply sorry if it doesn’t.

Big hugs.

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