Hi V and Msd! I know for certain I am dealing with PTSD in one very specific area. I'm sure more will reveal themselves in time. Darn it.
The moment the sheriff came to arrest me at my home was the absolute most horrifying thing I could imagine. I started bawling right then and there. I am now nearly frozen in fear when the doorbell rings. My heart jumps and starts beating more erratically than normal. I can't breathe. I get cold and clammy. H witnessed this one time, immediately figured out why I was so afraid, and thoughtfully hurt himself laughing at me.
I hated him for that. He and his group of thugs had me thrown in jail for divorce games, the congestive heart failure is so much worse now, I'll likely battle fear of the doorbell for quite some time...and it's funny. I'm hating him at this moment.
I just take deep breaths through it right now, but it takes me a long time to settle down after. Any tips?
