Stress and indecision
I can’t decide on health treatment plans, and I suffer, without going into the gory details, since it’s embarrassing. I have health care, but can’t take the steps. The same is true for staple things which I’m afraid to shop for, since my time constraints disorient me to the point that I can’t make the simplest decisions.
I kept looking for information, and of course, there’s no end for perfectionism. There needs to be another name for “perfectionism”, since there’s nothing “perfect” about being dissatisfied.
Another place is besides the fear of going out, I can’t carry out these plans.
When I look at pros/cons, I don’t have a “feeling” about what’s right/wrong for me, since my mood is so low too.
Also, dependents suffer, causing more stress, and reenforcing the cycle.
Richard,
How do the armed forces culture regard anxiety, Ptsd vs physical illness? I remember a clip from a classic movie where it was seen in a negative light, by some actor playing WWII general MacArthur.
In the working world, I was taunted, bullied, mobbed since I didn’t have coping skills. This was different from when I was playing sports.
Guys & Dolls,
I’m like the donkey who starved, because he couldn’t decide which bale of hay to eat, when he had two equal looking piles of hay. I feel paralyzed since time is always crushing down on me(as if I’m special), and I fear the consequences of making the wrong decision.
Maybe I should look back to see if I see hoof marks in the snow, since I already feel like an ass.
Some decisions have great commitments though, moneywise and time wise, and generally I’ve delayed making those when I’m under severe stress.
I’ll try the small decisions, and like most things, I’ll get better.
One small bite of hay for mankind, one large donkey pie for me!
Richard, Davit
Denial of the reality of mental illness is at the root of people not accepting non-physical illnesses, since our ills are not as visible...but eventually dementia affects anybody living long enough. Guy stated how he described his condition to someone by relating it to diabetes earlier. He was clever, since he built on the person's gradual acceptance from a physical to a mental illness, using an analogy!
After Guy’s story, I realized that a collegue at work had done the same with me, with a twist. That colleague had gone on stress leave, but told me he’d had the same physical major surgery I’d had, so I could “connect” with him. I guess he didn’t think I would accept his need to be away for an emotional vs physical illness.
Even I was in denial,but it took me years to realize this.
We have our limits, I suppose...like that serenity prayer.
Richard,
When a person of your courage, who served so we can have the safe society we have, maybe even to heal and live normal lives...I have to say I feel humbled.
