It’s time I confessed. See, there is something I’m ashamed to admit.
I don’t know why. I mean, others have probably gone through the exact same thing. Why should I want to hide it?
I’m talking about my case of PTSD, or Post Traumatic Stress Disorder and absolutely nothing else.
What event occurred to cause these symptoms (according to the Mayo Clinic definition)?
PTSD:
Feeling emotionally numb
Avoiding activities you once enjoyed
Hopelessness about the future
Trouble concentrating
Difficulty maintaining close relationships
Irritability or anger
Overwhelming guilt or shame
Self-destructive behavior, such as drinking too much
Being easily startled or frightened
Hearing or seeing things that aren’t there
What happened is that since she lost gave up her last sippy cup, the Kid knocks over her drink every freakin’ time. On me. Everywhere, our house, Disneyland, restaurants, airports, our house, the ferry, someone else’s house, our house. Every. Where.
I’ve got the nervous twitch to prove it. Just bring us our beverages make mine a double, and I’ll show you.
And I have those symptoms. I avoid giving her drinks unless she’s choking; I swear I hear the dumping sound of a full cup of milk when there is no cup; and I jump and gasp like a freakin’ kangaroo (yes, they gasp, pretty sure) if the Kid’s hand goes anywhere near anyone’s glass at any time in any place.
I am drinking too much ok, possibly not related; I don’t want to be anywhere close to her; I feel terrified of tall, skinny glasses (oh, SO tippable); and I feel hopeless about the fact that she will never ever stop doing this.
It has made me irritable screw you, that’s why, I tell you!, and I have trouble concentrating which is wholly unrelated to Twitter or Facebook usage.
The first step is awareness, right? So, there we go. Hello, PTSD!
Now, I’d like a sippy cup of Grey Goose, please, while I go online to order more quick-dry pants.
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Wow this is totally PTSD :/ Did u try using the “big girl”? Whenever she drinks from a cup give her praise and tell her that she’s a big girl and great job etc and when she tries to tip tell her big girls don’t do that and that other’s are learning from her so she’s setting a bad example etc
well, she’s never doing it on purpose. it’s always a big OOPS! SORRY!! i think the more i say at this point, the more annoyed she is getting!