Hello, so this may be an odd post, which I apologize for in advance. While I have been professionally diagnosed with PTSD and definitely have the symptoms, I often wonder if I am intruding in a on space I don't belong in as my trauma is more odd and isn't ever included in the usual trauma narrative or experiences.
Basically, what happened to me was that I was in the troubled teen industry. You can look it up for more details of what exactly it is. But it started for me when I was sixteen. I was fast asleep one night, when at 4 am two strangers burst into my room, restrained me, and forced me to get into a car and fly across the country. I had no knowledge that I was going anywhere until the moment they entered my room and didn't have time to say goodbye to anyone. I tried to escape at the airport but they wouldn't let me, and assured me that if I tried anything else we would instead drive to Utah, but with me handcuffed the entire time. I would like to mention that I had done no crimes, and the reason this happened to me was because of a particularly bad major depressive episode that I was struggling with.
I spent ten months at the treatment center my transporters brought me to. We were quite literally locked in there and had no way to escape other than to complete the program, which was incredibly complicated and difficult and took a long period of time. We were not allowed to leave. Nothing was our own, we had less rights than a convicted murderer. We were denied medical care and food frequently--stealing food to eat was very normal. The program functioned off of a elaborate reward-punishment system in which you began the program unable to even go to the bathroom by yourself. The right to speak was often taken away as a punishment, and if staff disliked you you were not even allowed to go up the stairs by yourself. It's hard to describe how profound and all-encompassing the helplessness was.
The therapy was often psychological mind games and gaslighting, and the building and facilities (and consequently, us) were often neglected. I could go into more detail about this. I left the program in a condition that could only be described as brainwashed. The program ideologies still often overwhelm my own thoughts and control me.
While I had symptoms right away, my full-blown PTSD reaction only came ten months after leaving, after I had turned 18. I had subconsciously tricked myself into fully believing in and loving the program as a way to survive, as I could not leave and had no idea when I would be able to.
I ask about this because I know that the condition for a traumatic event requires the threat or actuality of physical danger or death. I was never in any actual physical danger. Does this still count as PTSD? Was it even bad enough? Sometimes I wonder if I'm being melodramatic about the whole thing.
Please be honest. I'm not here to get my back patted.
Basically, what happened to me was that I was in the troubled teen industry. You can look it up for more details of what exactly it is. But it started for me when I was sixteen. I was fast asleep one night, when at 4 am two strangers burst into my room, restrained me, and forced me to get into a car and fly across the country. I had no knowledge that I was going anywhere until the moment they entered my room and didn't have time to say goodbye to anyone. I tried to escape at the airport but they wouldn't let me, and assured me that if I tried anything else we would instead drive to Utah, but with me handcuffed the entire time. I would like to mention that I had done no crimes, and the reason this happened to me was because of a particularly bad major depressive episode that I was struggling with.
I spent ten months at the treatment center my transporters brought me to. We were quite literally locked in there and had no way to escape other than to complete the program, which was incredibly complicated and difficult and took a long period of time. We were not allowed to leave. Nothing was our own, we had less rights than a convicted murderer. We were denied medical care and food frequently--stealing food to eat was very normal. The program functioned off of a elaborate reward-punishment system in which you began the program unable to even go to the bathroom by yourself. The right to speak was often taken away as a punishment, and if staff disliked you you were not even allowed to go up the stairs by yourself. It's hard to describe how profound and all-encompassing the helplessness was.
The therapy was often psychological mind games and gaslighting, and the building and facilities (and consequently, us) were often neglected. I could go into more detail about this. I left the program in a condition that could only be described as brainwashed. The program ideologies still often overwhelm my own thoughts and control me.
While I had symptoms right away, my full-blown PTSD reaction only came ten months after leaving, after I had turned 18. I had subconsciously tricked myself into fully believing in and loving the program as a way to survive, as I could not leave and had no idea when I would be able to.
I ask about this because I know that the condition for a traumatic event requires the threat or actuality of physical danger or death. I was never in any actual physical danger. Does this still count as PTSD? Was it even bad enough? Sometimes I wonder if I'm being melodramatic about the whole thing.
Please be honest. I'm not here to get my back patted.