I’ve been struggling so much with anxiety associated with flashbacks and memories. Lately my dreams have been horrible. Everything from rape to my sister being stabbed violently over and over again. There have been medical flashbacks, too, where I wake and think I’m in the hospital still.
Last Wednesday there was self harm, which my therapist is aware of. He never freaks out about it. As a matter of fact he shows so little concern it’s not even funny. He asked me no questions about if I’m safe or not. He just asked what was going on inside that was so big that I began to self harm. I can’t remember how he phrased it but we moved on from it rather quickly.
Dr. D says that whatever Michelle remembers is what’s causing her anxiety and the flashbacks. So here I am awake right now, nervous, rocking, full of despair. I don’t know what to do with her or for her but evidently she and Dr. D are going to work on some things.
I’m not suicidal at all. It’s just that the anxiety and despair get so heavy I can’t tolerate it and self harm comes to mind.
It’s nearly midnight and I’m still awake. I should sleep but I just found out my grandmother is dead. I wrote a very angry post that I feel half way bad about and half way like I should just leave it up…..maybe set it to private or something like that cause it isn’t in the least bit Christian saying she should be dead. I don’t know…….. I think it figures that I wasn’t contacted about it. I wasn’t contacted about my brother’s death either. They just let me find out on the net just like her and everyone else who has died. Let me look it up. Forget it. It’s too late to think about that right now.
I don’t want to sleep, not with the dreams I’ve been having.
I have a Schizophrenic neighbor who isn’t helping matters much. He keeps screaming all day and night. They’re in the very sad process of evicting him. I hate that but I need a break, just a few hours without hearing him scream, “F**k you. F**k you. I’m gonna f**king kill you.” This is what I’ve been listening to for days on end and I’m certain it’s now affecting me. He bangs on the walls, sounds like he’s dropping a bowling ball on the floor and just keeps on screaming his head off. Then he turns his music on really, really loud but he can be heard screaming even over the music. I want it to stop. I want him to feel better. I feel very bad for his situation but man do I need a rest from the screaming…..as does he. He’s been evicted. I wonder where he’ll go. I hope wherever it is they make sure he’s taking his medication cause on his own he’s in terrible shape…..as are his neighbors.