Helo, first I want to welcome you.
Very glad you’re alive and part of our forum. I say our forum because it’s been freely given to us. I’m told it’s here to help us help ourselves, with no expectation of giving back in return. And, yet I imagine all of us, have something to offer and yet we can’t always see it, maybe hard to believe it, even difficult to imagine. Now reading your post has helped me tremendously tonight, as it worked like an eraser to help erase some of my self-pity.
By the way my first impression of you was nothing more than, here’s a person who wants and needs help, and wants some hope and contact with others who suffer with PTSD. Great! Because, he or she just found that place.
And then I read on, and I identified. As, next thing you know you’re about ready to sign off, say farewell and see’ ya! I didn’t want to see you sabotage this opportunity for you, no more than I want a hole in my head. Personally, I appreciate you sharing what you did of your story. Not too far-fetched for my ears.
Your story gave me hope, because amazingly you’re alive to share it. And, then you shared it. Some people exist until their dying day with their trauma buried so deep inside themselves it shall never see the light of day. And there it is …and there it stays, trying to claw it’s way out thru multiple debilitating PTSD symptoms. Well you just unburdened some and I’m certainly no worse off as the result.
We do care and glad you’re with us because you’re one less person in this world that must suffer alone, too often in terror. Helo, I suffered traumas, PTSD, more trauma, PTSD, more trauma’s PTSD and all of it alone in sheer terror and/or hopelessness. I had absol. convinced myself this world with all it’s adults were god awful and a world that I didn’t want to be a part of and an adult I never wanted to grow into. And alcohol may have prevented me from killing myself and others for sometime, but than that turned on me too and could have killed me. (Mind you I’m talking only about myself on this one). I thought I was f’d for sure.
Turns out I’m not. Turns out there is hope…turns out I may not have to be one of those people who goes to my grave with the living terror of my trauma and the despair and lonliness of untreated PTSD. Turns out that some of the best people I’ve come to know exist, do have PTSD and are actively engaged in their own healing. Turns out that without even knowing you, I hope you’ll be one of them too.
Helo if you will....Keep posting, keep letting us get to know you, keep reading and getting to know us. We’re not all that bad. (Me-Maybe a little too serious, too often, but not all that bad.) Goodnight!
