all shopping done. Leisurely for the first time in my life.
Traffic was hell. Almost had an anxiety attack over the angry faces and gestures a speeding Discovery driver made at me. All hail to CBT techniques.
Notice ~ Identify ~ Action & Make Changes ~ Review
I felt the cold fear washing through me, and almost instantly my hands seized the steering wheel as if my life depended on it. I hunched forward, peering intensely at the street in front of me.
Ah! Triggered response. I hate confrontation. It makes me feel terribly small and insignificant. Vulnerable.
But hey, I’m inside my safely locked car, and can easily get away. So chill. You’re safe.
And as I repeated that to myself I felt the tension start to ebb away. I began to address it directly to my Inner Child, telling her she was safe now, and would always be. I would never let her get harmed again. It still took a remarkably long time to feel completely relaxed, over something as completely inane as a jerk with road rage.
Welcome to the world of CPTSD – complex post-traumatic stress disorder.