I would much rather never go out again. But I know I have to, so I make myself.
I have a huge emotional connection to this song at the moment.
Went to the shop, was in one of those big cheap shops, and the song came on.
First time I have heard it outside of my home and I immediately choked up, tightness in my chest….fighting back the tears, tried to find my husband, who had disappeared looking at blokey stuff.
I felt this intense rush of fear, and need to get out of there fast, couldn’t find my husband. By the time I found him, he took one look at my face and knew, I was not okay. I said we need to leave and we did, quietly and by the time I got to the car, I was pretty zoned out, hives starting to break out all up my arms.
I was meant to then go to the schools with my husband to pick up out children and go with them to get my son’s game he wants to buy with his Birthday money.
But, instead my husband dropped me home, and here I am writing this, instead of being with my family.
I hate Complex PTSD.