People with PTSD commonly deal with a thing called “hyper-vigilance” and that can be in a mental and/or physical way.
Over-simplification: it means we are always clenched up and preparing for catastrophe.
I’m gonna focus on the physical side.
My muscles don’t relax. Ever. I can force them to release, but it’s actually painful because my muscles are always clenched.
Now, over the last few years, I’ve started blacking out. A lot. Standing or sitting up, doing yoga, turning my head, doing nothing at all.
This is, as you can imagine, troublesome.
Today, my doctor figured it out, and I learned something that I find so wild.
My pulse can’t be felt in my right wrist when I’m standing because the muscles wrap it all off.
It’s so, soooooo not. It’s definitely mental, but it spreads into every cell and changes the way our bodies work. It’s a battle from every angle.
So many mental illnesses are like this.
Your own neck muscles choking you out. 🙃🙃🙃
Keep pushing for answers. Hold them accountable to find the cause, and work to deliver solutions, or at the very least, relief.
If you’re in that loop, you deserve better. You deserve competence and compassion.
And to not be strangled unconscious by your own neck, I’m just saying.