It’s stressful as fuck, I stopped with the medication after I noosed myself up pretty good when the pills made matters worse. I just try my best to let it out , I very loudly talk to “myself” , I yell, I tell my 5 dogs what’s going on, unless of course, they are currently the issue, then I just kindly ask for their love and forgiveness and approval, it took me a while to get here, but I’ve created a safe place for myself , I have a home and a few extremely understanding and caring people that know when to check up on me and knowwhen to give me space, unfortunately it’s a situational fix with certain advantages that may not be accessible if yer still on the road . I go through the stereotypical list of grounding measures, such as listening to familiar music that makes me happy, touching and comprehending my personal belongings, writing and drawing, and sometimes just hiding myself away from the outside, not always the healthiest option, but it helps to limit the potential to cause harm to myself or anyone else, a lot of what I do is about damage control rather than elimination, I’m sorry that this probably isn’t much help, but I want you to know that I understand how hard it can get and that you are loved.
Love&Respect