PTSD and being smaller

Continuing my “things it might be helpful to know if someone you know has PTSD” series 🤣, here are some thoughts on how PTSD makes you smaller. Let me explain 🤣

We* went into town today cos it was nice and sunny. And we had a nice day, I was able to order groceries which I find very stressful because I hate spending money, but I find it easier in the cafe cos I’m not alone. So that’s good, that’s a task I’ve been putting off for maybe a week now. And when I got home, I thought cool, I’ll get on with some housework and then do some work on the dollshouses.

* pupster and me 😁

But that hasn’t happened, and this is a consistent pattern. Each morning, you have a vague idea in your mind of the tasks you’ll do that day. But since this all happened, I never get much done every day. It’s very frustrating and makes you angry with yourself. You reproach yourself all the time “in the old days you ran your own branch, you travelled in Africa alone, you went and lived in foreign countries, you took on big meetings or gave presentations and you were able to do all that, while keeping on top of the housework and also sewing or crocheting in the evenings. Now a trip into town and an online grocery order, and you’re wiped out? Quite apart from the embarrassing fact that you find ordering groceries online difficult. How pathetic. You feel very small that you never do much now compared to what you used to be able to achieve.

It casts a ghostly shadow over your life. You constantly feel inadequate and you feel guilty that you let your old, capable self down. What has happened to you? You used to be able to get loads done. There’s so much to be done. And yet a trip into town and a grocery order, and you’re totally wiped out. You’re so tired you could knock out.

I don’t have any advice on how to get more done. I only wanted to tell people how it is. This is one way in which one problem (PTSD) spirals out until it affects the rest of your life, and starts causing other problems. Then you’re left battling the other problems too, which makes climbing out of the hole that bit harder cos the holes that bit deeper and the depth of the hole alone is depressing and intimidating.

So for a practical thing you can do for someone with PTSD: be aware that they might be able to get less done, than they used to. I try to see it like recovering from a physical illness: when you’ve had flu for a while, you don’t just get up and throw yourself right back into life at full pace. You feel a bit tired and run down for a while, you make sure and stay warm and get enough sleep. If you injure your leg playing sport, once you’ve recovered you don’t just go out and run a marathon. You might do physio for a while, stretching the muscle out and building up your strength. So I try to look at it like that. If I can’t manage as much as I used to, well ok. It’s a shame and it’s frustrating but don’t let that get you down. Do what you can do, little and often. And gradually your strength will come back. I’m hoping that’s the way it is.

So while the person is recovering, don’t be surprised if they’re not able to take on as much as they used to, or especially if small things (like ordering groceries online) are beyond them. They aren’t doing it on purpose. Maybe you don’t understand why it’s hard for them when they used to be able to do it. You could ask them why. In fact I think it’s quite good to ask them why. People not asking you things is a double edged sword. I expect people feel they don’t want to ask because they don’t want to upset you. But I interpret not being asked as a sign you don’t care. Also if you don’t ask, you won’t know, and you won’t know how to help. And I feel very isolated, that my family don’t understand the daily reality of my life. It makes you feel kind of dizzy, that no one understands that you’re often hungry because buying food is difficult.

I am very lucky that my sister has offered to pay for my groceries for a while. (I am not entitled to any benefits from the state, or at least I am, but the process of claiming them is so abusive I am not able to undergo the process. Which is another example of how you could help, btw. I resent that no one in my family has stepped in to help me, there. I wish I had someone who could come to the job centre with me, or call them on my behalf, and help me through the traumatic process. But no one has offered. So there’s something else you could do to help).

And it’s great to have that offer, so great. But after so long being so afraid about money, I find spending it very difficult. It’s also hard because it’s humiliating, having to email her every week and ask her to authorise it. Knowing I’m spending money out her account is humiliating, and it makes me feel guilty. So I wanted to say, if you want to help someone with PTSD, it would be great if you can talk to them about what help they actually need. They may well just say “money”. That is a reality. (I have found btw that is the one thing people don’t want you asking for and that no one will give you). But if I could talk to my sister openly I would say it would be really helpful if she would do the grocery order for me. Just every week, order exactly the same groceries to come to my house. It would mean I avoid the stress and humiliation of having to ask you again every week to authorise it. And just the stress of spending money, which is huge even when it’s not my money.

(At the risk of sounding ungrateful: it also seems to be it would be more helpful to give me the money for the groceries instead every week, rather than me ordering them and her paying the bill. Because that’s kind of enabling and forcing me to stay in this dependant position and could be making the fears around spending money last longer. Maybe it would be good for me to get back into the habit of spending money out of my bank account and making those decisions myself, because in order to get back to normal life, I will need to be able to do that like an adult again. In a way, by not just giving me the cash and letting me spend it, she is trapping me into a viscous cycle. But I am still very grateful to her indeed for buying the groceries)

So after a very wandering thread 🤣, my short conclusion is: if you want to help someone with PTSD, I would recommend asking them what help they need, rather than offering what you think is helpful; and also try not to show frustration at the fact they are less capable than they used to be. They are probably frustrated too. But hopefully their strength will grow over time as they use their capabilities again.

5 comments

  1. Thank you for writing this post, it can’t have been easy. I hope you feel more enabled at some point in the near future – and on the days (or small parts of those days) when you are perhaps you can tackle something a little bit scary. Maybe the sense of accomplishment might make you feel stronger?
    Best wishes from me

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  2. As someone who also suffers from PTSD, I’m sending you so much love right now. People who don’t struggle with it often really don’t understand, but your whole life changes, your whole world changes, who you are changes, and life can become very difficult and very overwhelming at the drop of a hat, because you’re already in a precarious and anxious state. PTSD is really hard to live with, and having the people around you understand and be supportive is incredibly important. But it’s so hard to explain to people what this is like, and you’re right, if they don’t ask, it often feels like they just don’t care, which just makes things even harder, because you feel even more isolated and cut off.

    I wish I could offer some advice, but in a lot of ways, I’m in the same space as you are right now. What I can offer is my support, empathy and understanding. *Huge hug* I hope you are able to have more good days soon, and that today hasn’t been too bad. ❤

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    • I think this is why a lot of us end up “cutting off”and it doesnt have to be that way. There is no help available in England right now, especially for working class women, so I try to write about it now and then in case it helps someone to understand. Solidarity ✊🏻

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      • You’re right, it really doesn’t have to be that way, and solidarity is much more empowering. *hug* Especially when true help is so hard to find, or non-existent. Sending you lots of love, Celine!

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