pookiespooka
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Hello, I'm new here. It was such a relief to find someone who can relate to what I'm feeling. I live in the US and my husband's out of work so we can't afford treatment for me so this kind of resource is pretty much all I have to get me through for a while.
I was in a near fatal auto accident almost a year ago. September 13 (a week after my birthday and three days before my wedding anniversary) will be my one year anniversary of the accident. In an instant my life changed. I was about to cross a busy intersection. I saw other cars and let them through but I didn't see the silver sports car coming along and it hit me right in the driver's side door. Luckily the people that hit me didn't suffer any major injuries. I however suffered a crushed left arm, a broken back, broken pelvis, cracked ribs, punctured lung, nerve damage in my right foot, damaged kidney, and a bruised heart muscle. By the grace of God, I can still walk but I had to relearn how to do that. I also have almost full use of my crushed arm thanks to a surgery where they inserted a rod and pins to replace the bone that was shattered. For two to three months I was dependent on others for my every need. For another six months, I still needed a lot of help. Physically, I am a lot more functional now. If there's a problem, it usually has to do with pain or
exhaustion.
As you can imagine it's hard to let an experience like that go but my MIL decided to tell me at my youngest sister in law's birthday party last night that I talk too much about my accident. She says she went through a serious auto accident and she didn't need to talk about it all the time. This was after she once again got on my husband's back about getting a job. She wants him to try getting work at a local hospital, but he can't stand hospitals since my accident. He says it reminds him of what I went through. Furthermore, he wants to choose his own job. After hearing her nag for quite some time in front of everyone, I got defensive of him and I snapped and snarled at her. I asked her if we really need to talk about this now. She then decided to change the topic of conversation to how she tries to stay out of our business (yeah right) and that I talk too much about my car crash. How she had a near fatal car crash fifteen years ago but you don't see her talking all the time about it. :hit-boss: I feel so angry with her right now. It's swell that she's a model accident survivor but I'm not her. I Just want to yell at her right now unleash the fury I've been feeling toward her for months.:angry-fla
When I was still unconscious she tried to get my husband to quit his dead end job that still had health insurance and find another one. She said we could just pay the medical bills off slowly. Since it probably took hundreds of thousands of dollars to heal me, that's wasn't such a wise idea. He pretty much ignored her and stayed with the job until I was done with physical therapy but she wined and moaned the whole time. In addition she brought my sister in laws in on it getting them to side with her and nag at us. My husband had to justify every medical procedure I had to her because she thought it was an unneeded expense. I feel like she didn't even care if I had proper medical care. We have no NHS in the US so the bill would have been quite large.
I feel so angry right now and if she so much as looks at me funny I just might rip her a new a*** h***. My husband however has asked me not to because he would rather deal with it in a more diplomatic fashion. It know this is the best way if I don't want to start some sort of family feud but I do not feel so diplomatic right now :die:
Did I also mention she does not believe in therapy and will nag any family member mercilessly who would dare to seek help? She thinks therapists are quacks and that emotional problems are just in your head. I went to a therapist before the accident for depression and she constantly would nag me and ask nosey questions like how much does it cost to go to therapy. The she has the nerve to ask my husband why I avoid talking to her.
Add on to this, my husband looking for new work. I feel like I can't go forward with my life until he finds something. I'd like to seek therapy or something about these feelings I have. I've not been diagnose with PTSD formally but I've looked up the symptoms and I seem to have quite a few. The closer I get to the anniversary of the accident the angrier and more depressed I feel. I avoid sleep as much as possible and then when I sleep I dream about hospitals, operations, and car accidents.
Last week I was having such a hard time of it I was crying for several hours. I wondered why did I bother to get better and choose to live just for this? All there is , is pain, depression, guilt, anger, nagging relatives and a husband who also seems depressed and who's desperately seeking work. What kept me from harming myself is that I couldn't stand the thought of leaving that kind of emotional mess for my loved ones to deal with. Also I while I was relearning how to walk I saw people dealing with brain damage and I that's a rough way to live. Another thing is, after months of living in an institution while I was healing there's just no way I'd volunteer to live in another one. If I tried to kill myself and wasn't successful, I'd either be stuck in a mental ward for a while or a hospital. Neither sounds good to me so I choose live even if things are difficult right now.:dontknow:
Anyway I don't mean to be a downer. I just meed to get that off my chest.
I was in a near fatal auto accident almost a year ago. September 13 (a week after my birthday and three days before my wedding anniversary) will be my one year anniversary of the accident. In an instant my life changed. I was about to cross a busy intersection. I saw other cars and let them through but I didn't see the silver sports car coming along and it hit me right in the driver's side door. Luckily the people that hit me didn't suffer any major injuries. I however suffered a crushed left arm, a broken back, broken pelvis, cracked ribs, punctured lung, nerve damage in my right foot, damaged kidney, and a bruised heart muscle. By the grace of God, I can still walk but I had to relearn how to do that. I also have almost full use of my crushed arm thanks to a surgery where they inserted a rod and pins to replace the bone that was shattered. For two to three months I was dependent on others for my every need. For another six months, I still needed a lot of help. Physically, I am a lot more functional now. If there's a problem, it usually has to do with pain or
exhaustion.
As you can imagine it's hard to let an experience like that go but my MIL decided to tell me at my youngest sister in law's birthday party last night that I talk too much about my accident. She says she went through a serious auto accident and she didn't need to talk about it all the time. This was after she once again got on my husband's back about getting a job. She wants him to try getting work at a local hospital, but he can't stand hospitals since my accident. He says it reminds him of what I went through. Furthermore, he wants to choose his own job. After hearing her nag for quite some time in front of everyone, I got defensive of him and I snapped and snarled at her. I asked her if we really need to talk about this now. She then decided to change the topic of conversation to how she tries to stay out of our business (yeah right) and that I talk too much about my car crash. How she had a near fatal car crash fifteen years ago but you don't see her talking all the time about it. :hit-boss: I feel so angry with her right now. It's swell that she's a model accident survivor but I'm not her. I Just want to yell at her right now unleash the fury I've been feeling toward her for months.:angry-fla
When I was still unconscious she tried to get my husband to quit his dead end job that still had health insurance and find another one. She said we could just pay the medical bills off slowly. Since it probably took hundreds of thousands of dollars to heal me, that's wasn't such a wise idea. He pretty much ignored her and stayed with the job until I was done with physical therapy but she wined and moaned the whole time. In addition she brought my sister in laws in on it getting them to side with her and nag at us. My husband had to justify every medical procedure I had to her because she thought it was an unneeded expense. I feel like she didn't even care if I had proper medical care. We have no NHS in the US so the bill would have been quite large.
I feel so angry right now and if she so much as looks at me funny I just might rip her a new a*** h***. My husband however has asked me not to because he would rather deal with it in a more diplomatic fashion. It know this is the best way if I don't want to start some sort of family feud but I do not feel so diplomatic right now :die:
Did I also mention she does not believe in therapy and will nag any family member mercilessly who would dare to seek help? She thinks therapists are quacks and that emotional problems are just in your head. I went to a therapist before the accident for depression and she constantly would nag me and ask nosey questions like how much does it cost to go to therapy. The she has the nerve to ask my husband why I avoid talking to her.
Add on to this, my husband looking for new work. I feel like I can't go forward with my life until he finds something. I'd like to seek therapy or something about these feelings I have. I've not been diagnose with PTSD formally but I've looked up the symptoms and I seem to have quite a few. The closer I get to the anniversary of the accident the angrier and more depressed I feel. I avoid sleep as much as possible and then when I sleep I dream about hospitals, operations, and car accidents.
Last week I was having such a hard time of it I was crying for several hours. I wondered why did I bother to get better and choose to live just for this? All there is , is pain, depression, guilt, anger, nagging relatives and a husband who also seems depressed and who's desperately seeking work. What kept me from harming myself is that I couldn't stand the thought of leaving that kind of emotional mess for my loved ones to deal with. Also I while I was relearning how to walk I saw people dealing with brain damage and I that's a rough way to live. Another thing is, after months of living in an institution while I was healing there's just no way I'd volunteer to live in another one. If I tried to kill myself and wasn't successful, I'd either be stuck in a mental ward for a while or a hospital. Neither sounds good to me so I choose live even if things are difficult right now.:dontknow:
Anyway I don't mean to be a downer. I just meed to get that off my chest.