My name is Kathleen. I am from northern Ontario. I could us some new friends, as I have chased most of the old ones away. I am usually very friendly, just a little messed up right now.
I tried the counsellor thing. But their idea of counselling me was to take me into a room at the back of a building and read to me from books on anxiety. My feelings, my thoughts, my emotions where never talked about. I walked out on my last session. I don't think they have dealt with many...
I can totally relate to this. My home phone is hooked up to a machine and my cellphone has voicemail. I do not answer either one. I check the messages and may return a call if it is important. But like YoungAndAngry, if you want my attention, email me.
Being a police officer, I went through one trauma after another. I think it kept me from thinking of the main event which started my PTSD. Once I resigned from the force, when I had more time to think and relax, everything came rushing back.
I was diagnosed by a psychiatrist. I had to fight like crazy to get into see one. My doctor kept insisting I was just depressed. I finally went to counselling just to see the psychiatrist. I was with him for half an hour and I was diagnosed.
No...I do not see and end to the symptoms. I have tried the counselling they offer were I live. I am hidden away in a room in the back and my treatment is listen to my cousellor read from a book about anxiety. If that is the only treatment I can get, I am better off without it. I was made to...
I have never been given meds for the PTSD. I was given antidepressants before I was diagnosed with PTSD and then my doctor thought that Ritalin would help me think better. I have to admit, neither drug does a think for me. My doctor does not believe I have PTSD, but the psychiatrist I say does.
I smoke about a pack of cigarettes a day. I would love to quit, but I don't know how I would control the stress and anxiety. My doctor put me on antidepressants, but nothing for the stress and anxiety. I have never tried the illegal drugs, but I have to admit I have thought about it.
I told my family what I was going through. They didn't seem to care about it. The more I tried to explain, the less they listened. My son is the only one who really understands what I have gone through. I thank God he is old enough to understand. For almost 10 years I kept it all inside. Just...
Geez...where to start. I am a retired police officer and I have recently resigned. I did not realize I had PTSD, until I saw a doctor in December. I have kept this buried inside of me for a long time, just hoping it would all go away. I have the normal night terrors that police officers get, but...