I can only tell from my experiences and I’ve been knocked down and kicked to many times to count. (As I’m writing this my son was over my shoulder reading it and said yes you have).
With PTSD my world falls a part every single day, grief is a journey itself, one you walk alone. I want it all, but I’m the overthinker that self sabotages.
So on those days …
I Breathe, I scream (in a pillow), break something if I have too, ugly cry with no sound … tears from from your soul, journal, write and burn, call my mom, call or text a friend that are supportive … but don’t ever gave up. Even if they knock you down over and over again dust yourself off and be that bad batch you know you are. We’re more resilient then you think.
Shower, dry your tears and GO ON WITH YOUR DAY!!
Change your mindset, think positive, meditation, manifest good things you want in life and light a match under your butt to act like it already happened.
That’s my motto, don’t look in the past… only towards the future. You’re human you’re going to bad days, god knows I do and bad decisions, but there life lessons… learn from them and move on.
You have PTSD as well? Welcome to the club ...
I have GAD, with PTSD as my co morbidity. And I go by the motto "Burn the bridge behind you".
All best wishes