Comments on: Mind Games

By: Meg

Meg — Mon, 20 Aug 2007 01:47:42 +0000

I’ve been the same way ever since giving birth. I play out all of the horrible tragedies in my mind, ending with me in tears and freaking out over something that hasn’t even happened. And I’m still on medicine, so I think part of it is just a mom thing.

I hope you enjoy your trip in spite of everything and I hope you guys STAY SAFE!

By: Mauigirl

Mauigirl — Sun, 19 Aug 2007 21:54:19 +0000

I can identify. I always imagine horrific things happening – and I don’t even have post-traumatic stress syndrome. For instance, I bought new toothbrushes while my husband was on a business trip, but I didn’t throw out his old one until he was safely home. Why? Because I imagined if there were a plane crash and I needed to identify him by DNA, I might need his used toothbrush. Beat that one if you can! LOL! And that is when I’m ON Prozac.

By: Chris

Chris — Sun, 19 Aug 2007 20:01:02 +0000

PS: Don’t act on those UPS guy fantasies. When he says “I’ve got a big package” he was just talking shop.

By: Chris

Chris — Sun, 19 Aug 2007 19:59:53 +0000

It’s a tough line to walk, I agree. Some people think my wife and I are paranoid for carrying our pistols for something like a short trip to the grocery store, but will all the car jackings, murders, and robberies, I’m not taking a chance.

I was on zoloft and quit but I didn’t suffer from any worries like that. I just became a great big pussy for a few weeks and my eyes would tear up over a song, a picture, or even a damn commercial that really didn’t mean a thing. Now I’m back to being a regular sized pussy, tyvm

We can laugh at ourselves for those thoughts, but when we sit around in private and look at them, it is scary. Here’s hoping you find that balance, Queenie.

By: Christine

Christine — Sun, 19 Aug 2007 19:24:03 +0000

We will soon be camping for a week. My anxiety lies with a few things, but the biggy for me is barfing. Granted, I can’t begin to describe how much more “normal” I am on the Zoloft. The weaning for me was a disaster. Okay – not disaster – just the realization that I probably need lifelong medicinal treatment.

So, I will spend an entire week, many hours in the car, getting the runs and the sweats anytime someone has a wet burp. Without the Zoloft … we would be staying home. My kids are rather fond of my meds.

By: Miz BoheMia

Miz BoheMia — Sun, 19 Aug 2007 01:36:43 +0000

As cheesy as the title is, read, if ever you get the chance “Excuse me, your LIFE is waiting” by Lynn Grabhorn… it saved my mind from utter darkness when Spain and life and hardship and paranoia running rampantly amock and whatnot had me in their grips…

This made me think of that… there is always hope, in the beginning the work is hard but then MY GOD the freedom! And if anyone can kick ass it’s you my dear!

By: susan

susan — Sat, 18 Aug 2007 16:14:24 +0000

Hope you have a relaxed enjoyable time camping!

By: Christina

Christina — Sat, 18 Aug 2007 02:28:21 +0000

I hope you can put the anxiety in the back of your mind and enjoy the weekend. I never felt the kind of anxiety I do now before I had kids. Now my first thought in any situation is to the safety of my daughters.

Good luck, and watch the sand in those sensitive areas.

By: tori

tori — Fri, 17 Aug 2007 21:32:19 +0000

Have a great time camping! I hope you have more thoughts about the UPS guy than anything else this weekend. I feel for you.

By: Violet the Verbose

Violet the Verbose — Fri, 17 Aug 2007 18:29:29 +0000

{{{HUG!}}}