Charles Desper
New Here
HI everyone,
This is the first time that I have participated in something like this. I predict that I will break all of the rules but I am educable.
I was the victim of a home invasion 15 years ago. My 8 foot tall oak door was split with 2 kicks. The first impact I thought something had fallen in my living room. I headed out to the front to see what happened, on the second impact I was certain that nothing had fallen. I turned around and picked up a very large handgun from my nightstand (OK don't freak out, no children only dogs). I went in to my living room and looked around. I saw a very large person fiddling with my VCR. There was a wide hallway that lead out the front door. I left him PLENTY of room to run away. He decided to attack me, I fired 1 round and he went down. Lots of details left out for brevity. He died and in a way so did I. 13 years of crappy counselors and weird drugs, now I have been successfully counseled to remove the depression. I still take a handful of drugs everyday, have severe agoraphobia and horrible insomnia. Can't go anyplace that I am not very familiar with, without someone close to me going along. I haven't seen anyone on this site that has a similar situation but if you went through this I would really like to hear from you.
Thanks!
Charlie
This is the first time that I have participated in something like this. I predict that I will break all of the rules but I am educable.
I was the victim of a home invasion 15 years ago. My 8 foot tall oak door was split with 2 kicks. The first impact I thought something had fallen in my living room. I headed out to the front to see what happened, on the second impact I was certain that nothing had fallen. I turned around and picked up a very large handgun from my nightstand (OK don't freak out, no children only dogs). I went in to my living room and looked around. I saw a very large person fiddling with my VCR. There was a wide hallway that lead out the front door. I left him PLENTY of room to run away. He decided to attack me, I fired 1 round and he went down. Lots of details left out for brevity. He died and in a way so did I. 13 years of crappy counselors and weird drugs, now I have been successfully counseled to remove the depression. I still take a handful of drugs everyday, have severe agoraphobia and horrible insomnia. Can't go anyplace that I am not very familiar with, without someone close to me going along. I haven't seen anyone on this site that has a similar situation but if you went through this I would really like to hear from you.
Thanks!
Charlie