Neverthesame
Diamond Member
How to begin? I guess I will start with where it all started to go wrong.
About 8 years ago, I was training to be an EMT. One night went out with a couple of friends for a little camping trip, at one of those rv parks. I don't feel up to going into a lot of detail about what happened. There was an accident on the highway near where we were camped. I ran to assist, the whole situation went horrific when a drunk driver in a semi trailer crashed into the scene. I was not physically injured in the crash. I saw it coming and managed to run away before the impact. The five people trapped in the car from the first accident, did not survive.
After a few months I began to suffer severe anxiety, nightmares, flashbacks and began tuning out while doing anything that required more than five seconds of concentration. Gave up on the EMT career ambition. Just tried to do odd jobs, and can barely hold those.
Sorry for the wall of text, I'm getting to the point now, I promise.
Why I feel I'm an idiot:
I found that I was being triggered by semi trailers. I read in some psychology magazine somewhere about exposure therapy. So my bright idea was to get a job on a loading dock. Actually worked... Sort of.
Life works in mysterious ways. Doesn't it? I now have found myself in a job that I hate. Now, due to the economy as well as some family issues, I can no longer afford to leave. I am finding that the stress of this is also making my symptoms almost impossible to manage.
I don't know what I wanted from all this. I guess I just had to get this off my chest.
I also hope my grammar is tolerable, it has been some time since I have written anything longer than a shopping list.
Cheers,
Chris.
About 8 years ago, I was training to be an EMT. One night went out with a couple of friends for a little camping trip, at one of those rv parks. I don't feel up to going into a lot of detail about what happened. There was an accident on the highway near where we were camped. I ran to assist, the whole situation went horrific when a drunk driver in a semi trailer crashed into the scene. I was not physically injured in the crash. I saw it coming and managed to run away before the impact. The five people trapped in the car from the first accident, did not survive.
After a few months I began to suffer severe anxiety, nightmares, flashbacks and began tuning out while doing anything that required more than five seconds of concentration. Gave up on the EMT career ambition. Just tried to do odd jobs, and can barely hold those.
Sorry for the wall of text, I'm getting to the point now, I promise.
Why I feel I'm an idiot:
I found that I was being triggered by semi trailers. I read in some psychology magazine somewhere about exposure therapy. So my bright idea was to get a job on a loading dock. Actually worked... Sort of.
Life works in mysterious ways. Doesn't it? I now have found myself in a job that I hate. Now, due to the economy as well as some family issues, I can no longer afford to leave. I am finding that the stress of this is also making my symptoms almost impossible to manage.
I don't know what I wanted from all this. I guess I just had to get this off my chest.
I also hope my grammar is tolerable, it has been some time since I have written anything longer than a shopping list.
Cheers,
Chris.