I don't like where this conversation is going. I'm here to talk to people who really want to connect so unless you'd like to help me understand PTSD and why I do the crazy thing I do, Don't talk to me. You don't seem like a nice person. I don't want to have a conversation with you, I want to...
Yes. I contact her by email if it's a question, but by phone if it's getting to the point that I'm considering hospitalization because of suicidal ideation or physical acts of aggression.
I was very reactionary to my emotions, but I'm trying to regulate. still swear, but not as much. It's a work in progress. Darn words are just so handy sometimes.
Yes, I've let a lot of people down because I can't do the things I used to be able to. Avoidance is a big problem for me right now. I don't get out much. That takes a lot of activities off the table, even birthday parties.
The only friend that's stuck by through thick and thin had a bad stroke last year, so other than family, I don't really have friends anymore. I'm a little too messed up to have friends right now anyway. Might as well just wait a little while instead of burning new bridges I guess. My wife is...
My family is about 50/50. the half that bailed.... Well it's probably for the best anyhow. I can't blame them, they just don't understand PTSD. Sometimes they try to compair notes and relate it to their every day stressors. That part kind of bothers me because I don't know if they're trying to...
Well I'm a terrible typist myself, so I understand his point of view. Anyways, the rage thing is a good dialog, glad it was added. I'm sure most of us have struggle with anger. This thing is like a giant magnifier for negative energy.
Yeah, it's a natural part of an academy environment. Indoctrination into their world is essential to keeping a tight unit. The problem is that the chain of command must be followed no matter how right or wrong. Lives are often of little concern to the upper echelon. Anyways, the symptoms built...
Yeah, the rage is really a problem, it's taken a lot of work to keep in wrapped up. I think it comes from a combination of anxiety and self loathing. This things strips away a part of you.