I am a disciple of the recovery adage that you can't start your hard climb out of your hole until you hit rock bottom. Those full sensory flashbacks were one of the sharpest rocks in my own rock bottom. Next to those gnasty. increasingly intense and frequent trauma flashbacks were the children, friends and business associates who were continually being splattered in the flashback blood and guts.

Is it good news that I've reached a place where flashbacks of the journey to my rock bottom are now more intense than the childhood trauma which set the stage for this cycle of self-destruction? At least that body of flashbacks keeps me reminded to keep up my program so that I never have to hit that bottom again. I hope. . . Prayers in progress. I'll still take a panacea if one becomes available, though I'm a much tougher sale in the panacea market than I was on my way to the rock bottom.

Gentle empathy, Strength. Hope you find the strength to get out of that bed.

In know. In 2000 I was a college professor and it looked like I was set up for life. But a PTSD hospitalization, a new college president who closed my department, sudden discovery of infidelity leading to divorce and bankruptcy--they all made a perfect storm. I could not get out of bed for 3 months. It's hard and it's real. You're not alone, you're understood here, StrengthofMind.

Calming and comforting hugs.

hugs, from over here in my bed. we can do this, we can. i think we can.

Gentle hug for you Strength...… I was wondering about a hospitalization as well..... I know that no one wants to go inpatient however it can really be a saving grace

I have had 2 inpatient stays and they were both remarkable experiences in so far as starting to turn things around for me

You don't have to focus on anyone else but you and you have a lot of great help to do just that..... xo

It’s just part of the process, it will make you stronger than ever. I’ve been thinking about inpatient too, I stopped going to therapy because it became too much and my counselor left unexpectedly too and that was hard for me to deal with. I have to come back home to a traumatic place everyday because I can’t afford to move out yet so I either sleep or am in my own head...you are not alone, we are here for you!

Hugs and support sent your way until this passes.

Hugs! I have similar flashback dreams and random dissociation at times. I have also struggled to get out of bed for a few weeks. Gentle hugs. You are not alone.

We are here with you. Understanding and empathizing. You are alone, but not alone. We are broken, but piece ourselves back together. As the saying goes, It takes a village. We are your village. Hugs of comfort and peace.