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Does trauma make you clumsy?

OMG!!! When I read this article about trauma making us clumsy I thought "that's my problem!"

5 Tips for When Trauma Makes You Clumsy

You might find this hard to believe but I used to be a ballerina. Put me in toe shoes and I'm fine. Ask me to walk around the world like a "normal" human being and... boom. I'm also a world class stumbler and my poor ankles have seen their fair share of orthopedists in my life.

Do you consider yourself "accident prone"? Do you resonate with this article? Share your story below!

#Trauma #PTSD #CPTSD #Clumsiness

5 Tips for When Trauma Makes You Clumsy


Is me being extremely clumbsy actually something more?

I fell a lot as a kid. Injured my wrists, knees, wrists and elbows more times than I can count. Dislocated my knees quite a few times. I have been told I'm just really clumbsy and to look where I'm going. I do and I still get hurt. Is it possible it's more then just being clumbsy? I also have a lot of stomach issues and pain.
#CheckInWithMe #Clumsiness #EhlersDanlosSyndrome


Am I just dumb or have anxiety symptoms/effects?

Hi there :) I don’t know if it just me but sometimes I’m very harsh on myself In social situations or in general sometimes I can be clumsy or nervous and mess up and end up looking or feeling dumb i don’t know if sometimes it’s just symptoms of struggles with anxiety and it’s somewhat normal or why I feel like this sometimes :c ,sometimes I feel I’m not good enough or I will never amount to anything and when I mess up I wish I could be easier on myself more times instead of getting so depressed unnecessarily. #Anxiety #Clumsiness #SocialAnxiety #depressed #PanicAttacks


Sick and Tired #SleepingSickness

Without my #Cats informing me that their meals are due, my schedule would no doubt consist of something akin to one of a night-worker.

Instead I subsist on a few hours sleep per night ( #Insomnia ). The evading rest with possible #SleepApnea combined with loving nudging mewing causes me to become more and more exhausted each day.

Today my batteries couldn’t continue (the image of swapping them around in the TV remote to eek out a few more moments of functionality comes to mind). By 11am I was feeling nauseated and dizzy.

My fatigue was exaggerating my #Autism as my subconscious couldn’t muster the ability to use #SocialMasking and the #Clumsiness attached to my #Dyspraxia kept causing me to constantly collide my flailing limbs with inanimate objects. #Forgetfulness is the bane of my life which is even worse when I am not just responsible for myself #Carer #AutisticCarer but it had reared itself up with surprising frequency in the 4 hours I had been awake so far.

I decide to be kind and relent on my usual rule of not napping when I can’t sleep properly at night, and give myself a few hours: followed by a relax in the bath listening to my favourite podcasts.

A quick recharge before real life had to continue.

However, when my alarm went off it was like my body was heavier than normal, my vision was unfocused, and my usually over-active mind was filled with one thought: #Sleep

My “kitten” kept watch over me like a little furry nurse-maid, giving me a quick nuzzle and a loving purr the few times I opened my eyes. Until the next meal-time eventually stirred my limbs into shifting into actual movement.

I thought about taking the evening off; having that bath, burning some incense, and catching up on of those long-recorded programs...but an email that I had forgotten for for the nth time reminds me that that nap was probably as selfish as I can be today.

It’s now nearly 7pm and I’m still going to have that bath ... but after dealing with reality once more.

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