I am NOT ok!

I was really distressed today, and I thought I had lost my wallet. (It was in the car)...But for some reason I was dissociated enough that I thought I had it with me and all sorts of goodness followed-like me running around the counseling center like a maniac looking for my wallet.

This was after Sunday...and it was sort of a freakout continuation.
I got massively triggered on Sunday-agoraphobia combined with some guy hectoring his toddler over something asinine in the paleontology exhibit. His kid said "I dropped it," I guess it was gum and the guy said "No, you spit it on the floor, I saw you, I saw you..." Like the kid had committed some sort of horrible offense.
I just wanted to run over to the guy and say "For Chrissake just tell him to pick it up and throw it away!"

I was already getting overloaded-freaking out...and that little act of one parent browbeating their kid bumped me into overload territory.
I said "I gotta get out of here." to my wife and she said "Well the only way is to go to the end," She was wrong by the way, I think there was an exit right by me but I was too distressed to realize it, I was in a dark dream and having to struggle mightily not to curl up under a bench.
Then she said "Just wait until I get a couple of pictures."
AAAGH!
But she's not helpful, she never has been helpful, her being there generally makes me feel worse because she wanders off like a giant freakin' toddler and it's one more goddamn thing I have to worry about because if I'm not there she'll be like all "WHERE DID YOU GO??? I was worried about you!"

So in couples' counseling today I worked out a thing wherein I go to a predetermined safe spot and she just lets me go instead of doing her non-helpful thing that she usually does, after the reality that I am now freaking out penetrates her preoccupation with things : "WHAT DO I DO WHAT DO YOU NEED???" And her freaking out and hitting me with a barrage of questions just makes me freak harder.

I feel so alone. Apparently that's a typical feeling of people married to Asperger's people...she may or may not be Asperger's but she acts like she is.

My therapist thinks I just want to divorce her because I'm triggered. There's a good chance she's right.
Plus there's the attachment issues...I don't feel happily attached to anyone.

Anyway, I had a shitty session with my individual therapist...at the end of which I got up shaking, after I had stopped in session (because I was curled up into fetal position on the couch) and she said "You don't have to shake, you're ok," because I was shaking, and I snapped back "NO I'M NOT OK!"

I really wasn't, I thought I'd lost my wallet at that point, and I definitely was losing my marbles and I was shaking because I would have had to work hard at not shaking and she does not get that.
Yeah I can stop it and try to act like I'm ok, because I got that bloody well beat into me as a child.
It takes every bit of energy I have to stop it when I feel that shitty.
So, goddamn it, if I wanna shake I WILL. I know one way to bring myself down that will work, and that's to cut so if she wants me to pull out the razor she can tell me to stop shaking and act ok.

I am not, not, not, not ok right now.