Whiplash

I'm curious to see how other people experience and deal with this:

Whenever I feel a bit better or do something and it's not as worse an impact on my health than I thought, I start feeling so incredibly guilty and hateful, and it feels like the bad days I can remember are just because I let my anxiety and self-indulgence get the better of me.

Inversely, when I have a bad day or crash, I feel absolutely awful and think that there's no way I'm faking anything and I just want whatever pain/fatigue/symptoms I'm experiencing to ease up. It's gotten to the point where I keep fantasizing about having a wheelchair so I can do things without having to push through immense discomfort and whatever pain.

In either moment I'm SO confident in what I'm thinking/feeling, and the whiplash of going back and forth is emotionally exhausting and confusing. I'm constantly trying to analyze and compare, but I've had various health problems for so many years that even though I instinctively intensely monitor the physical symptoms I'm feeling, I have a hard time remembering severity and frequency unless I'm actively experiencing it.

I think I've hit my threshold on dealing with this seesaw, and the ensuing guilt and feeling like a hypochondriac. When the pain is bad, it's bad. Ultimately these feelings are getting in the way of how I feel about myself and interact with others, and how comfortable I feel asking for help or accommodations.

This is such a long post, thanks for being here if you're still reading.

Right now I'm sorting through desperately wanting some sort of mobility aid, and everywhere online screams at you to not get more than you need or you'll mess everything up, but even crutches or a rollator sound painful/inflammatory and exhausting.

Most of my illnesses are invisible and have been since I was a kid, and it took me years to fight my way through doctors and to treatment finally in my 20s, something I'm sure a lot of people unfortunately experience. Because of this, I think part of me has an aching desire for visible illness and support. So I'm terrified and ashamed that that's what's driving my want for mobility aids.

Again, this is the seesaw because I'm feeling not awful right now....in a few hours I'm sure I'd say that the pain and exhaustion is absolutely bad enough to need a more advanced aid.

Let me know how you cope with this if you experience anything similar, and I wouldn't mind advice/tips as well as just experience or a "me too" 💛. Thanks for reading

Been having a hard time the last few weeks.

My lows are extremely low and come on me violently out of nowhere. It exhausts me and strains my relationships.

My anxiety attacks have started up again. I usually see my therapist every week but because of the holidays I have to go 3 weeks before seeing her again.

I hate that life is harder because I can’t see my therapist. I have this perfectionist inside ripping me to pieces saying “you should be able to survive 3 weeks on your own….. if not you are pathetic”.

I run on two extremes, either I need a person to live and life is great or I am devastated and everything is horribly wrong and I have been broken and betrayed. I don’t know how to feel anything mildly. I don’t understand how “normal” people do it.

I am the definition of melancholic. I prefer to live there so I can’t be hurt. My brain keeps fighting it for survivals sake but as soon as I come out into the sunshine my brain changes its mind and drags my back down to the deepest depths.

I have whiplash.
#MentalHealth #Depression #Anxiety #ChronicIllness

I discovered a label in the margins of a chart and watched gravity shift. Arguments began reading as “affect.” Risk assessments read as “instability.” Safety calls arrived preloaded with suspicion. The file learned a new word; the room learned a new posture.

Here is the claim: the BPD label often operates as an administrative alias for trauma. First, testimony loses credit. Then isolation sets in. Protest finally appears as “symptom.” Philosophers call the first move epistemic injustice and the aftermath ethical loneliness. Clinicians call the visible residue “borderline.” The engine underneath runs on trauma physiology, attachment disruption, and the long tail of disbelief.

Checklists describe; histories explain. The DSM clusters collapse neatly into trauma signatures:

Affect storms track hypervigilance and arousal cycles; anger acts as perimeter when safety feels provisional.

Relational whiplash follows nervous systems trained to anticipate loss; closeness alarms, distance invites pursuit.

Self-state wobble and dissociation reflect survival’s constant self-editing under threat.

Short-horizon choices (branded “impulsivity”) often function as rational relief under scarcity and uncertainty.

This trajectory has a public health shape: credibility discounts → isolation → protest behaviours that read as essence. The behaviours look dramatic; the mechanism reads simple. Harm without uptake teaches escalation. People intensify when unheard, conserve when ignored, and scan when help proves conditional.

Care systems stabilize categories across sites—intake, unit, record—because categories move paperwork. Labels travel fast; justice travels truer. Precision in formulation matters because it governs what gets treated: character or injury.

Choose a different architecture:

Lead with trauma-grounded, function-based formulations (PTSD/CPTSD where it fits).

Practice epistemic justice out loud: name uptake, audit disbelief.

Build plans that reduce arousal, widen windows of tolerance, and keep police out of care loops.

Chart triggers, functions, and levers; retire global character verdicts.

read the original blog post where i go into the details of this theory here ----> Borderline Personality Disorder (BPD): A Fake Disease They M... #BPD #BorderlinePersonalityDisorder #Trauma

Living with BPD can feel like emotional whiplash, one moment you’re up, the next you’re spiraling. But just getting through the morning is a win.

You’re not too much. Your feelings aren’t wrong. You’re trying, and that counts for something big. Take today slow. Breathe. You’ve got this. 💛

#MentalHealth #BorderlinePersonalityDisorder #Anxiety #Depression #PTSD

Hi, my name is Aaron. I'm here because I have some health issues that I want to share in-case anyone else can relate. I have a spinal condition where my vertebrae in my spine shifts if I bend a lot, and bending a lot is how I got the injury in the first-place where my spine shifted overnight in January of 2022 and it took a year to heal as much as it was going to. Because of the incident I have to sit in incredibly specific chairs that are short with a straight back and this has even prevented me from going on vacations because I can't walk a long distance or sit in chairs that will cause my vertebrae to feel uncomfortable. Prior to this happening back in 2016 I had injured my neck by headbanging (the dance) to heavy metal, it gave me whiplash. I have not done it since. Due to this health issue, I have to read books on bookstands and not hold anything for too long a period of time or my neck will start hurting. I also have a sensitivity to screens or rather a sensitivity to light when I look directly at it, no matter how faint. It is for this reason that I have to use older monitors that have CCFL backlighting and not LED backlighting, because fluorescent, or CCFL backlighting is much easier on my eyes. Unfortunately there are no new CCFL monitors being produced so I am using an old monitor from 2006 currently, and I also use an older phone that has an LCD screen. Along with all of these issues, I have dealt with having Autism Spectrum Disorder all my life which had made me a social outcast even before any of this happened. Lastly, I have been living in isolation since my spinal injury in 2022 it has been difficult trying to find people to talk to about these issues. I was attending college prior to the spinal shift but I haven't been able to go back yet.

#MightyTogether #AutismSpectrumDisorder #Depression #spine #spinalinjury #lightsensitivity ##screens Screens

Sick with shingles brought on by allergic reactions to a severe spider bite and whiplash from a car accident I’m a mess 🤢😢

FIRST: I AM OK! Don’t worry about the title, I’ll explain. This is my last update about the friendship I decided to end. This is my 3rd update, you can find the other posts on my profile.

My last update, I said I did the hard thing and decided to end things and that he responded but I didn’t read it yet. Well, I read it later on that same day, and he got really abusive. He basically decided to gaslight me by putting horrible words in my mouth that I never said and down right insulting me. Because I was leaving, he wanted to tear me down first. I decided to be the bigger person, respond once more very kindly and not give into the awful energy he was creating and blocked him.

That night was rough, mostly because I expected a lot of things, but not verbal abuse. It was like whiplash. I had a short meltdown, and moved on. The best part? It’s only been a couple days and I’m already so much happier. I feel like a weight has been lifted off my shoulders. I stuck to my principles, chose my words carefully and chose kindness over hatred. Seeing the way he responded told me everything I needed to know about him, and it reassured me that I made the right choice.

If you start to get a weird feeling in your gut about someone and you don’t know why yet—trust it. It could save you from a bad relationship. Surround yourself with people who make you feel happy, loved, and seen.

#BipolarDisorder #MentalHealth #Selfcare

Ok so I saw 👀 my psychiatrist this morning and she is nothing but predictable she 🛑 my Xanax and gave me colonopin instead stopped my Zoloft and gave me Prozac. Then she sent me to have lab work done. I’m catching it rough and I’m at a job I hate I actually pray for someone to rear end my car every time I drive to work so I don’t have to go in. Like that’s how bad I hate my job! I don’t want to get paralyzed or anything but whiplash will work I can sue the person who hit me and it gives me a few days if not two weeks out of work. I know it’s wrong but I really wish I could utilize intimidation or threats to control the disability judges decision and force a approval for my disability so I don’t have to deal with people in a work environment. I am not a bad person I am just so sick of how life is going even though I’m severely afraid of dying I wish I was in heaven right now and not here because of all the 💩 I have to deal with. I’m scheduled to go to vocational rehabilitation services on April 3rd I pray they can help me find another job that’s not fast paced like my current one is and I know I sound like a jerk but I just can’t keep dealing with crap man I just can’t and people truly wonder why I have such a issue with authority figures gee I wonder why?