Freida
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Ok supporters - help a girl out.
I was on a 911 chat site yesterday and we were bitching about the stupid people who ask "what was your worst call?" That's like asking a cop or military vet how may times they have shot someone. Not only is it incredibly personal but ...chances are the person asking can't handle the truth.
So when someone asks me that question, i ask them to narrow it down. Do they want to know about the frantic mom with the dying child? The elderly lady doing cpr on her husband? A cop begging you for help on the radio after being shot and you are sitting 20 miles away in a basement listening to him die? No. they don't. Because they can't handle it. I don't say that to be mean. But generally, when I describe my worst calls the person I'm talking to ends up in tears. So if I'm going to talk about my job, it has be be carefully. Give them some info, watch their reaction, give them some more, stop when they are done - not when I am.
This means I don't have a lot of supporters for 911 outside of the public safety field. I'm not angry about that -- it's not their fault. It's just something I have to be aware of. My bar for "bad" is way higher than the average persons. That's even part of the psyche test to get into the career field
The same thing can be said for ptsd. People don't want to know I have it - and they sure as sh*t don't want to know why. They say they do. But they can't handle the truth. So I have to be very careful how much information I let out to each of my supporters because I have to remember what I've told them, how they reacted, gauge how much more they can take and make sure I don't overwhelm them. It is exhausting! I also have to monitor my behavior around them because they want to support me but they don't want to see the true ugliness that is PTSD. It doesn't fit the picture in their head of me. They want to help. But they can't handle the truth.
So when things get really bad I ghost. I have to. I can't keep trying to pretend I'm ok. I can't keep the demons they don't want to see at bay. I know they love me and want to help - but there isn't much they can do, because I can't talk about it.
It's too upsetting ----- to them. They can't handle the truth.
I'm coming up on an anniversary and I'm afraid with all this therapy it's going to be a bad one. It's still about 6 weeks away and I've never been this jacked up this far out. I'm scared, I'm already isolating and I've already tried to take off once. (smart hubby wouldn't let me go alone).
I've put them on notice it's going to be a bad one but for the first time EVER I think I'm upset that I have to monitor what I say. It's not fair that I have to hide how I'm feeling, slap a smile on my face and pretend that everything is ok - all the while knowing that the only reason I have to do it is that they can't handle the truth. Which makes me feel like crap because I don't want them to have to handle it! It would break their hearts. But it's not my fault they don't understand and I should be able to let my crazy out. It's the hamster wheel from hell!
So my question is -- what do I do with them? they can't help because they can't handle the truth. (Again - I'm not saying that to be judgemental. I'm saying that based on experience.)
I know that to be a true supporter you have to be amazingly strong. I can't imagine what it is like for you to see someone you love in pain and the fact that you all stick around through all this crap is amazing. And I don't want to add to their burden.
But I don't want to do this anymore. I don't want to have to hide my terror and my memories just because it will upset them. I"m tired of having to judge every sentence that comes out of my mouth because knowing what I've survived will break their heart. I don't want to keep worrying about leaving my pictures in their head because I know how much it hurt them. I'm tired of trying to remember who knows what and how much. I'm tired of having to judge how upset they are before I think about how upset I am. I'm tired of people bailing on me because I let them know I'm struggling and it upsets them to watch
At the same time, I have no idea what kind of answer I'm looking for.
I guess I just need some input from your side of the issue: What do I do when I know you can't handle the truth?
I was on a 911 chat site yesterday and we were bitching about the stupid people who ask "what was your worst call?" That's like asking a cop or military vet how may times they have shot someone. Not only is it incredibly personal but ...chances are the person asking can't handle the truth.
So when someone asks me that question, i ask them to narrow it down. Do they want to know about the frantic mom with the dying child? The elderly lady doing cpr on her husband? A cop begging you for help on the radio after being shot and you are sitting 20 miles away in a basement listening to him die? No. they don't. Because they can't handle it. I don't say that to be mean. But generally, when I describe my worst calls the person I'm talking to ends up in tears. So if I'm going to talk about my job, it has be be carefully. Give them some info, watch their reaction, give them some more, stop when they are done - not when I am.
This means I don't have a lot of supporters for 911 outside of the public safety field. I'm not angry about that -- it's not their fault. It's just something I have to be aware of. My bar for "bad" is way higher than the average persons. That's even part of the psyche test to get into the career field
The same thing can be said for ptsd. People don't want to know I have it - and they sure as sh*t don't want to know why. They say they do. But they can't handle the truth. So I have to be very careful how much information I let out to each of my supporters because I have to remember what I've told them, how they reacted, gauge how much more they can take and make sure I don't overwhelm them. It is exhausting! I also have to monitor my behavior around them because they want to support me but they don't want to see the true ugliness that is PTSD. It doesn't fit the picture in their head of me. They want to help. But they can't handle the truth.
So when things get really bad I ghost. I have to. I can't keep trying to pretend I'm ok. I can't keep the demons they don't want to see at bay. I know they love me and want to help - but there isn't much they can do, because I can't talk about it.
It's too upsetting ----- to them. They can't handle the truth.
I'm coming up on an anniversary and I'm afraid with all this therapy it's going to be a bad one. It's still about 6 weeks away and I've never been this jacked up this far out. I'm scared, I'm already isolating and I've already tried to take off once. (smart hubby wouldn't let me go alone).
I've put them on notice it's going to be a bad one but for the first time EVER I think I'm upset that I have to monitor what I say. It's not fair that I have to hide how I'm feeling, slap a smile on my face and pretend that everything is ok - all the while knowing that the only reason I have to do it is that they can't handle the truth. Which makes me feel like crap because I don't want them to have to handle it! It would break their hearts. But it's not my fault they don't understand and I should be able to let my crazy out. It's the hamster wheel from hell!
So my question is -- what do I do with them? they can't help because they can't handle the truth. (Again - I'm not saying that to be judgemental. I'm saying that based on experience.)
I know that to be a true supporter you have to be amazingly strong. I can't imagine what it is like for you to see someone you love in pain and the fact that you all stick around through all this crap is amazing. And I don't want to add to their burden.
But I don't want to do this anymore. I don't want to have to hide my terror and my memories just because it will upset them. I"m tired of having to judge every sentence that comes out of my mouth because knowing what I've survived will break their heart. I don't want to keep worrying about leaving my pictures in their head because I know how much it hurt them. I'm tired of trying to remember who knows what and how much. I'm tired of having to judge how upset they are before I think about how upset I am. I'm tired of people bailing on me because I let them know I'm struggling and it upsets them to watch
At the same time, I have no idea what kind of answer I'm looking for.
I guess I just need some input from your side of the issue: What do I do when I know you can't handle the truth?