Hello sweet @Parzival
I have read your post now & feel compelled to reply.
You are simply not alone.
I love the replies from @tyme & especially @Former-Member . There are smart, kind people all over this forum. It never ceases to amaze me - the time, people take, to care. Maybe, give us the care we never had before.
I could identify with everything you wrote. My most moods fluctuate constantly. I was so extra anxious from the time I woke up until about 2pm. There was some gardening requirement motor noise & it triggered me further. I feel so silly that my body does this. I feel so not in control.
Finally, I calmed myself with help of meds & resting in bed.
Later a friend visited to drop off pet food. I was desperate, & could not face going to the shops. My 'friend' felt abrupt, uncompassionate to my fragile state, & I notice I felt uncared for. (Even tho he bought me the food )
Now - I am battling depression. There are chores that are non negotiable s, re: tending to pets - all I want to do is sleep. I have been wanting to do art, dishes, change cat litters since 9.30am. my body won't let me.
If I knew the answer, I would share it with you.
I do notice small achievements - despite the unrelenting anxietys, I noticed I felt a sense of happiness today - previous week's I was full of hate. I think that is wonderful step forward. I can't rely on it lasting - however, today, I am happy for this tiny ray of hope. It makes me feel, as @Former-Member said, we can change, get stronger, it takes time.
I have endured days with no hope at all, even earlier, that was how I felt - I feel like it now too. What hope is there for me? Will I survive this? No one can really say - it is a terrifying prospect. I understand, when you started, ' if I survive this.'
Never in a million years, did I expect, that so much weird be askedl of me. I am stunned every day.
When I do finally get calm - I feel so on edge of &: scared - if when the next episode will start.
All I can really say is that, there is absolutely nothing wrong with you. Your body & mind are having perfectly normal responses to trauma, loss, grief, fear.
The anxietys, & guilt & shame we feel, that is not Me - that is not You - someone else made you believe those things about your self. I think that's what SG was talking about when she said it takes time.
The real you - & me, - we never disappeared, we got lost, because - we are human. Not too sensitive. Sensitivity is a powerful blessing.
The real identity is already there - the one that feels confident, fearless, functional!! It's underneath all this crap, - manipulations, insecurities, self doubt. I bet you already know the real you, I am taking about.
I think we have to wait. It is so freaking exhausting. And, like @tyme said - WHEN WE CAN- do a kind thing. Pleasure.
Every tiny act of pleasure is like another brick in a foundation. If sleeping on couch & not doing dishes brings pleasure - then we must strive for this.
Personally - I have not fully grasped the concept of being my own parent & giving myself all the love, I was denied - continue to be denied. I think too, ITS PERFECTLY OK, TO BE SICK.
The only person who matters right now, in this moment, is you - because you are the one suffering severely. You are allowed to do whatever makes you feel most calm.
I have the animi app for android. I use it intermittently, when I can - it helps me, because I get to choose the emotions, & I have words to describe my current state. It explains examples of what caused the feeling, & also provides personal needs when having this feeling.
There is option at the end to reflect more deeply. Or quit!
I personally find it useful to identify my feelings. I was surprised, I can feel conflicting feelings at same time, too.
If you ever need person to share your devastation with - I believe, we are going through very similar , shocking, debilitating, 'healing ' (I don't like to write that, because it feels like the worst 'healing' ever - I think that is what it is.
I am here, as I can be. I think, I understand the isolation & hurt you are going through.
Your friend,
StanD