GirlFriday
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Hi, I'm apparently a sufferer of PTSD after working several years in law enforcement. I say "apparently" because I'm not really accepting that label very well. I mean, I know somethings not right, as does my poor therapist, but ya know..just not fond of the label.
Anyway, I was a CSI for several years and was very, very good at my job, including holding a board position in a national organisation. However, cases started getting to me and I burned out. Or so I told everyone. In actuality, I couldn't concentrate, couldn't sleep, developed an ulcer, and was a virtual train wreck. Though of course my department didn't know, and neither did my husband or family. I've gone years hiding things from them, because I don't like being coddled or seen as weak.
Lo and behold, I became friends with a soldier that returned from Afghanistan and he saw through me almost instantly. So, I agreed to see someone and sure enough...PTSD. I vary daily between wanting to ignore it, and knowing full well that I can't. My tough side wants to just stuff it back away, but my logical side knows that its not going to get better if I don't keep working on it.
But as some of you know...its not easy.
Anyway, thank you for reading, and I'm glad to find this place. It helps tons to read your stories.
Anyway, I was a CSI for several years and was very, very good at my job, including holding a board position in a national organisation. However, cases started getting to me and I burned out. Or so I told everyone. In actuality, I couldn't concentrate, couldn't sleep, developed an ulcer, and was a virtual train wreck. Though of course my department didn't know, and neither did my husband or family. I've gone years hiding things from them, because I don't like being coddled or seen as weak.
Lo and behold, I became friends with a soldier that returned from Afghanistan and he saw through me almost instantly. So, I agreed to see someone and sure enough...PTSD. I vary daily between wanting to ignore it, and knowing full well that I can't. My tough side wants to just stuff it back away, but my logical side knows that its not going to get better if I don't keep working on it.
But as some of you know...its not easy.
Anyway, thank you for reading, and I'm glad to find this place. It helps tons to read your stories.