Do you experience hidden triggers?

I feel ya pain vro.

I never know if its PTSD or just my shitty attitude but I can get super irritable really fast, noises or other physical stimuli have never been an issue for me except the random firecracker here or there. Honestly the best relaxation tip Ive found is still illegal in most states.

oh lord yes, all the time. It could be a video game, a tv show. A sound outside, going by the scene of an accident. It sometimes is rather difficult to leave the house. It sucks sometimes. By coming to this site though, it does help an awful lot.

it might sound strange, but chewing gum can sometimes help me calm down. its a hardwired brain thing that convinces your brain you cant be in danger because you are eating. music helps also, but when I start getting toward the edge of my limits I need pure silence. too many focal points and input can really set me off. like driving in heavy traffic and my kids are in the back being loud and my wife is talking and im focused on the road can be a flash point. my wife is really good at noticing this before I even realize im getting spun up.

I don't know if we're speaking about PTSD in general I was diagnosed with mild PTSD but haven't been confirmed yet by a doctor. I have however been diagnosed with MDD (major depressive disorder) early last year. The lowest point in my life was Sept 6 when my now ex left me for a much younger younger female. I broke down. It was to the point where I wanted to end my life there because I felt like I'm not good enough for anybody. The Chaplin didn't want me be alone by myself because I felt worthless. I spend days straight crying myself to sleep. My hair started to fall out and loss 11 or more pounds from this. There were times where I cut myself from facebook, twitter and Instagram. I loss everything for him- my car my job everything. I was the one who took care of his two girls when their biological mom didn't have anything to with them. Whatever they needed I provided. I helped them with their homework, I fed them when he couldn't afford to feed them, and I sheltered them when they were sleeping in the car. They call me mom and always wanted to go where I go. They were my shadows. Everything I did was for them. I didn't not ask for anything in return. I loved those girls as if they were my own.After calling into the suicide crisis line several times. They arranged me to speak with my counselor every week for the whole month of October. I finished college Nov 16 with an Associates in General Studies. I'm looking forward to culinary school in the near future. My appetite is back where it used to be but need to work on getting back physically and mentally. At the end of October my counselor moved my session from every week to every three weeks. I still have my moments where I want to beat the living crap out of him with my baseball bat and then tell the police I did it with a good heart. Right now I'm going through the system to get some money back where he bounced a check onto my account. Sorry for the long story