That's me in a nutshell now. I was a combat nurse for 2 tours. Held it together, no problem.
Came home, no problem. A bit on edge, no problem. No energy, no problem. A bit jumpy, no problems. Issues at home, who cares. Friends stop calling, better that way. GF thinks I'm an (expletive)..., she's better off without me. Can't sleep, who needs sleep. Can't concentrate, okay... that's not cool. It's ironic what becomes important to us.
Then a family member passed away. A person I looked up to my whole life. A person even through the roughest of times I still kept close. And I lost all semblance of "no problems" that I had left... I could no longer pretend.
And, it would seem, I could no longer do my job. I felt tortured inside the very walls of my job. I worked as a floor nurse you see. Everywhere I would feel triggered.
I'm new here. Hi. I've read some of your stories already though. I hope you don't mind. I think it's a safety thing we do. I've seen it and heard it over and over again, and it's true for me. Some times it's easier to talk to people that just "get you".
I isolate. I sometimes feel that people can just never fully grasp what it is I feel. I compare it to a woman trying to explain to a man what giving birth would feel like... just don't think there are things that can be explained...
Came home, no problem. A bit on edge, no problem. No energy, no problem. A bit jumpy, no problems. Issues at home, who cares. Friends stop calling, better that way. GF thinks I'm an (expletive)..., she's better off without me. Can't sleep, who needs sleep. Can't concentrate, okay... that's not cool. It's ironic what becomes important to us.
Then a family member passed away. A person I looked up to my whole life. A person even through the roughest of times I still kept close. And I lost all semblance of "no problems" that I had left... I could no longer pretend.
And, it would seem, I could no longer do my job. I felt tortured inside the very walls of my job. I worked as a floor nurse you see. Everywhere I would feel triggered.
I'm new here. Hi. I've read some of your stories already though. I hope you don't mind. I think it's a safety thing we do. I've seen it and heard it over and over again, and it's true for me. Some times it's easier to talk to people that just "get you".
I isolate. I sometimes feel that people can just never fully grasp what it is I feel. I compare it to a woman trying to explain to a man what giving birth would feel like... just don't think there are things that can be explained...
