I found this forum accidently. I had looked before and found nothing, this looks like it could be a home fo me.
My story is long, abused childhood, many tragedies I had to deal with too young, outsider hard to make and especially keep friends. About age 40 I started trying to develop people skills. Suicide runs deep in my family, lost my baby sis and 42 to drug overdose and then my brother at 42 also to the same thing. About 8 years ago I was burned severly, almost died, in a comma for 5 days, spent 2 months in hospital, insurance company visted me after I came out of the coma and told me they wouldnt pay so i had no insurance. That put me in the charity ward, got treatment but was treated badly by most thank God for the few that made it up and treated me as well as they could. I didn't get what I should have, later in bothers me badly that I was treated third class and I knew when I got out I had lost everything I owned. I got out of the hospital and a few weeks later while I was trying to get my life together my little brother died, drug od. 3 weeks later my oldest friend who I was very close too died in a car accident. Just two weeks later one of my best freinds who visted me 3 times a week in the hospital killed himself using a firearm he bought from me because his wife left him.
Lots of other unhappy and tragic stuff but that hits the highlights. I hesitate telling my story because it's some much that I fear people will not believe this much can happen to one person.
I have just recently come to the conclusion that I have suffered PTSD before the burning accident. There was abuse that efected my childhood and teen years, I know believe that is why I was such a risk taker, tried so hard for people to like me, would do anything, took everything so personal, rejection killed me, never thought I had a future, many relationships went bad, married 4 times, acoholism but never too much with drugs. Oh yeh and many jobs several carreers started and not finished.
Since the big accident I tried to learn more about PTSD and started to wonder if I had it long ago. The accident was extremely traumatic, 50-50 chance to live, going thru the neccessary torture in the hospital. Now I have an understanding SO but we have money problems all the time so that makes the relationship not as good as it could be. I want so bad to be close to my son and daughter but they don't understand. They remember their old dad who seemed to thrive when challenged, now I'm just about worthless, I hide from anything that might be stressful, can't make decisions and worry something will happen to them.
I know it is difficult for others to understand. I won't stick up for myself don't want to hurt others but can't live up to their expectations. I hate who I've become but can't seem to do anything about it. I can't force myself to do the things I used to love to do, I go weeks at a time without getting out of bed, not even showering or brushing my teeth. Someway somehow I have to break this cycle.
Thanks for letting me vent, I hope I've not deppressed anyone by reading my pathetic story and further than they are.
My story is long, abused childhood, many tragedies I had to deal with too young, outsider hard to make and especially keep friends. About age 40 I started trying to develop people skills. Suicide runs deep in my family, lost my baby sis and 42 to drug overdose and then my brother at 42 also to the same thing. About 8 years ago I was burned severly, almost died, in a comma for 5 days, spent 2 months in hospital, insurance company visted me after I came out of the coma and told me they wouldnt pay so i had no insurance. That put me in the charity ward, got treatment but was treated badly by most thank God for the few that made it up and treated me as well as they could. I didn't get what I should have, later in bothers me badly that I was treated third class and I knew when I got out I had lost everything I owned. I got out of the hospital and a few weeks later while I was trying to get my life together my little brother died, drug od. 3 weeks later my oldest friend who I was very close too died in a car accident. Just two weeks later one of my best freinds who visted me 3 times a week in the hospital killed himself using a firearm he bought from me because his wife left him.
Lots of other unhappy and tragic stuff but that hits the highlights. I hesitate telling my story because it's some much that I fear people will not believe this much can happen to one person.
I have just recently come to the conclusion that I have suffered PTSD before the burning accident. There was abuse that efected my childhood and teen years, I know believe that is why I was such a risk taker, tried so hard for people to like me, would do anything, took everything so personal, rejection killed me, never thought I had a future, many relationships went bad, married 4 times, acoholism but never too much with drugs. Oh yeh and many jobs several carreers started and not finished.
Since the big accident I tried to learn more about PTSD and started to wonder if I had it long ago. The accident was extremely traumatic, 50-50 chance to live, going thru the neccessary torture in the hospital. Now I have an understanding SO but we have money problems all the time so that makes the relationship not as good as it could be. I want so bad to be close to my son and daughter but they don't understand. They remember their old dad who seemed to thrive when challenged, now I'm just about worthless, I hide from anything that might be stressful, can't make decisions and worry something will happen to them.
I know it is difficult for others to understand. I won't stick up for myself don't want to hurt others but can't live up to their expectations. I hate who I've become but can't seem to do anything about it. I can't force myself to do the things I used to love to do, I go weeks at a time without getting out of bed, not even showering or brushing my teeth. Someway somehow I have to break this cycle.
Thanks for letting me vent, I hope I've not deppressed anyone by reading my pathetic story and further than they are.