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Mike_927
My diagnosis of PTSD has just come in the last few weeks, although I've been living with it for about 3 years now. I have battled depression (poorly) for as long as I can remember. I am a single father of two great kids, a boy and a girl, ages 7 and 10 respectively. My children's mother, my first wife left me in early 2009 after 5 years of marriage for another man, (men). I developed rather quickly, for lack of a better word an immense fear of women. About a year after the divorce I met Heather, Heather changed everything.
We met quite by accident and in no time were deeply in love, something that I wasn't sure I thought possible for me at the time. It was as if we had known each other for years in a few short months. She had a rough go herself in adult life and we just connected on so many different levels. Heather, 38 at the time (10 years my senior) had never been married and was childless. My kids took a liking to her right away on my weekend visits with them and she loved them like her own. About this time it became clear to me that for many reasons my son and daughter would be safer with me due to my former wife's lifestyle and choice in boyfriends. I began the process of obtaining custody of my children, and Heather and I started to plan a future together.
I came home from work one Monday evening about 5:30 and was talking with a friend who had stopped by, Heather would be home any minute from her shift at the local Lowe's store. A little after 6pm the most horrible feeling of dread came over me, I still don't understand how I knew something was wrong, she was only slightly late. I started to ring her cellphone over and over to no response. I left immediately and reverse drove her route home.
I found her car overturned on the shoulder of the road near her store, she had been partially ejected in a low speed turn over after a front tire blew out. Heather Kaye Parrett had been killed instantly at 6:15pm on September 27th 2010. I had put two tires on the back of her car on the 24th and would replace the front two the coming payday. I know it was a freak accident but I still feel as if her blood is on my hands, I relive what i found that evening almost every time I close my eyes. My son and daughter came to live with me about a month later.
Heather Kaye Parrett
January 5, 1972 ~ September 27, 2010
I love you more than you will ever know.
We met quite by accident and in no time were deeply in love, something that I wasn't sure I thought possible for me at the time. It was as if we had known each other for years in a few short months. She had a rough go herself in adult life and we just connected on so many different levels. Heather, 38 at the time (10 years my senior) had never been married and was childless. My kids took a liking to her right away on my weekend visits with them and she loved them like her own. About this time it became clear to me that for many reasons my son and daughter would be safer with me due to my former wife's lifestyle and choice in boyfriends. I began the process of obtaining custody of my children, and Heather and I started to plan a future together.
I came home from work one Monday evening about 5:30 and was talking with a friend who had stopped by, Heather would be home any minute from her shift at the local Lowe's store. A little after 6pm the most horrible feeling of dread came over me, I still don't understand how I knew something was wrong, she was only slightly late. I started to ring her cellphone over and over to no response. I left immediately and reverse drove her route home.
I found her car overturned on the shoulder of the road near her store, she had been partially ejected in a low speed turn over after a front tire blew out. Heather Kaye Parrett had been killed instantly at 6:15pm on September 27th 2010. I had put two tires on the back of her car on the 24th and would replace the front two the coming payday. I know it was a freak accident but I still feel as if her blood is on my hands, I relive what i found that evening almost every time I close my eyes. My son and daughter came to live with me about a month later.
Heather Kaye Parrett
January 5, 1972 ~ September 27, 2010
I love you more than you will ever know.