The title says it all -- if you were paying attention.
I'm Haden. I've been silently living with the horrors of anesthesia awareness and PTSD for 6 years now. Everybody knows. Nobody cares.
I used to be a normal kid at age 13. That quickly changed after my first surgery. I spiraled down the nightmare hole as my life was taken from me by an unlikely source. Hallucinations, voices, nightmares, anxiety, and all of the other horrible atrocities have followed me and still continue to do so. What's worse, is when I went for help, I was laughed at and told to "go home." The doctors know what they did. They don't care.
I've been suicidal for two years now after the last one. No, I won't act, because I'm not that stupid, but if this is what life is like, why continue to live it? I have no insurance, so I can't get help. My family cares but there's not much they can do for me. The people who SHOULD be helping me have thrown me under the bus. So all in all, I've given up. I let it take me, I do what it demands I do. I'm a slave to my misery, and there's nothing I can do about it. I'm currently taking horse riding lessons as a type of therapy, which helps, but not after I go home. Nothing stops the thinking.
I'm Haden. And this is my struggle.
I'm Haden. I've been silently living with the horrors of anesthesia awareness and PTSD for 6 years now. Everybody knows. Nobody cares.
I used to be a normal kid at age 13. That quickly changed after my first surgery. I spiraled down the nightmare hole as my life was taken from me by an unlikely source. Hallucinations, voices, nightmares, anxiety, and all of the other horrible atrocities have followed me and still continue to do so. What's worse, is when I went for help, I was laughed at and told to "go home." The doctors know what they did. They don't care.
I've been suicidal for two years now after the last one. No, I won't act, because I'm not that stupid, but if this is what life is like, why continue to live it? I have no insurance, so I can't get help. My family cares but there's not much they can do for me. The people who SHOULD be helping me have thrown me under the bus. So all in all, I've given up. I let it take me, I do what it demands I do. I'm a slave to my misery, and there's nothing I can do about it. I'm currently taking horse riding lessons as a type of therapy, which helps, but not after I go home. Nothing stops the thinking.
I'm Haden. And this is my struggle.