So, I went out dancing for the first time since my car accident. It's been almost a year, but I've only left the house maybe 10 times? Getting in a car makes me so nervous, anxious, and nauseated. Damn, PTSD... Damn it to hell.
Anyway, I went country line dancing at a casino. It was the first time I'd seen any of my friends in so long. The DJ made a huge fuss over me, and all my friends were so excited to see me. They noticed I had lost so much weight. But that's what a diet of soup and crackers will do.
It just felt to good to get out of the house and see everyone. I missed them all so much, and I was worried they might have forgotten about me! Since things have been so crazy at home, it's better that I do get out and try to have the life I used to. I missed dancing so much. I messed up quite a few times, but thank goodness for muscle memory! Everything just came flooding back. Before I knew it, I was sweating quite a bit. It was so great to feel that happiness I had felt before. It had been gone from my life for so long, and I thought I would never get it back.
I seriously thought PTSD only really applied to people coming back from wars, or sexual assault victims and other really scary encounters that people survived. I never really thought that the after shock of a car accident would count. But, I've never claimed to know everything. Haha.
I see this as a giant step in the right direction for me. It may seem small to someone who doesn't understand. But for anyone who understand what I'm going though, I felt like I had just climbed a huge mountain and planted my flag at the summit.