Since I left my insane, abusive ex, the expected PTSD has revealed a most unexpected side effect.
You may not have heard of this. In fact I have googled it so many times, that the mouse finds its own way to the page now.
And, guess what?? I found nothing! Nothing to reassure me that there are millions of others with this same strange disorder. Nothing to assure me that I am not alone. Nothing to comfort me that this will eventually fade away.
What exactly IS counting time?
…you may ask!
Well, it’s kind of hard to explain, I’m no psychologist. But for me, it’s a constant watching of the clock, counting and working out the hours until this or that event, and also a reluctance to use up time on anything that I see as ‘unnecessary fun’, or ‘frippery’.
It’s an icky, nervous feeling of wasting…
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