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Great post. Couldn't have put it better. Related to not rocking the family boat, I have to add that it was unreal to see how many people do not want to hear the truth. In any way. I'm a brutally honest man and I heard the word "tact" a lot. I just couldn't sit in a room and listen to bullshit...

Trying to buy earbuds with cash makes Apple Store staff look like they're about to cry. It was kinda scary. They treat cash like it was something from a museum.

I find I'm less-triggered by public situations like being in a big mall or a crowd etc. That still flares up but I've learned how to cope. Usually. My triggers all deal with things on a personal level. Interacting with one person usually. I find that in big crowds and malls etc I get extremely...

That I set out to spend money I can't afford to try and make myself feel better but walked home empty-handed. Amazing how less complicated life can be when you honestly ask yourself if you really need something.

People who cut their nails on the bus need to be set on fire.

Let me word this differently. I completely agree there are universal s/s of ptsd. How we became injured is in a sense a technicality. My initial question was dealing more in coping techniques, and how one sees that the world is now very different for onebself. For example: how do women see...

Of course. And I believe that people who would fall into our world tend to be fairly self-aware and realize that before they start trying to reenter the mainstream of life they need to focus on their own problems and try to grow and cope. No matter how well they get along with that, at various...

People think I'm silly for saying my fave shows are South Park, King of The Hill, Family Guy or old Bugs Bunny. Lol. Those shows are medicine. Laughter is life.

School me. Show me why it's good and where I may have lost direction. No joke. I'm here to learn.

This seems like an obvious question. Maybe someone can link me the archive of it. It's hard for me to believe it hasn't been asked. My question is, do you feel PTSD has struck you differently according your gender (whatever that means to you; not the place for THAT argument) EXAMPLE: If...

Grey skies. Rain. Cool temps Dead wet leaves. Early sunsets. When you can smell the cold in someone hair. Staring out windows in school watching the weather and the colours. I have clear memories of doing this in grade three as well as university. How much better coffee tastes and...

Thank you for these very kind words.

I'm very grateful I've kept my humour. It has literally kept me alive. Once I stop laughing I know it's over. I miss sharing the laughing with someone. Humour is a great way to bond.

Tension. Hyper alert. Sad

I miss laughing with someone.

True. The negative power of the douche in ratio to his actual influence has always baffled me. My apologies if I came across that way. I find it hard to meet genuine, sincere people because if and where they exist they often get oversdaowed by the douche/douchette. Like me. I think I'm genuine...

Ronin: Betrayal is one thing. In a certain sense you get used to it. This time the magnitude caught me off guard. I couldn't trust ANYONE. Being too f*cked to work has luckily given me perspective. As for the question, I realized that the insincerity out there is ridiculous. I don't mean just...

It's almost done. That sums it up.

A f*cking break lol.

Over Matter by Big Scary.

Try being a man. You keep quiet and try to act "normal" you're invisible. If people know you're sick, "quiet and normal" means the shooting spree is impending. If you get mad and frustrated, you're a hothead and loose cannon. If you cry, you're a weak pussy. If you try to talk about...

I'm in a horrible dark place today so I'm not going to spread my black cancer here. Take care everyone. I'll be back when I have something less cynical to say.

Agreed. But one can only be shit on and abused for so long. I'd much rather be nice and kind to others. But they consistently ruin it. I'm not going to be kind and understanding to a bear trying to maul me.

Where to begin with this: Always felt this way. PTSD made that crystal clear. My mind my greatest asset. I lived in my head. I loved to think. Now it's just a f*cking wasteland. This x1000000. The "saints among us" seldom care for anything but keeping up that rep. Humans are exercise...

I love this. Someone trots out a story about a deaf/mute parapalegic with cancer and I'm supposed to be grateful I can hear and walk. I am grateful. Duly noted. Can we now talk about my crippling mental illness for even just a few seconds without someone telling me how "good" I have it? The...