To the OP, yes, I absolutely feel the same way, and I often think that I should take the the necessary steps to have the tools I need at my disposal when the time is right.
I don't see how this thing is about "not trying hard enough" or "not finding the right treatment" or whatever, because I gotta tell you, I have thrown every resource I have at a treatment or fix or cure or whatever you want to call it for 2 1/2 years and I feel just as miserable now about my life, my situation, and my prospects for any kind of tolerable future as I did then when things went down that never should have and my life fell apart. And I do mean everything I coukd think of - I've seen probably in excess of 25 different healthcare professionals of various types, MD's, psychologists, therapists, and spent at least $250,000 trying to "fix it" and it is still an effing mess.
At what point do you say enough is enough, game over, and take your toys and go home?
"All I wanna do is have a little fun before I die, says the man next to me, from out of nowhere" - Sheryl Crow
I probably would have been better off just living it up for 2 1/2 years. What do I have to show for all of this - nothing. I don't feel "safe" and I haven't found anyone, including my current twice a week, $225 for each 45 minutes session, trauma therapist with the $300,000 PhD who has gotten me anywhere close to safe, happy, or at peace. Not that it hasn't helped, it does to an extent, but it isn't a true solution - and I doubt there is one.
"2000-0-0, Party over, oops, outa time ... So tonight I'm gonna party like it's 1999" - Prince
Don't get me wrong, I think these people mean well. And I have tried, I've done all of the crap they told me to do, I've swallowed the pills both literally and figuratively, and been a good little hamster running 24/7 on my wheel. But no one ever gave me a solution to the problem of "how can I feel safe in a world where they tell me I'm entitled to my feelings, but if they are the wrong ones, (by which I mean suicidal thoughts) they'll send the cops out to rough me up, throw restraints on me, and stuff me in the back of a squad car and haul me off like a common criminal - all in the name of 'helping me' or 'keeping me safe' for 'my own good' "??
That so-called solution robs me of the things I value most, honor and freedom.
I know exactly where the OP is coming from - and it's great to say "just do X, Y, and Z and you will learn the skills and the life lessons you need to get past your trauma and survive" and for people who can do that I say awesome. But I think for some of us the wounds are too deep and the danger is real in that whatever happened could happen again and no matter how hard you try to be ready for it if it comes there are no guarantees you will win.
If that is the case, maybe the search for the fix is just more pointless torture and people like me would be better off enjoying the time we have left instead of spinning our wheels. And taking our route to peace at the right time.
Not everyone is going to make it - whether the issue is PTSD or Cancer - any oncologist will tell you it depends on the type, severity, and stage and the same is true with this.