Tabula-Rasa
Bronze Member
Wow! I just registered a few minutes ago and "Police Officer" was the first introduction post I read. The two things I saw in your OP is the anger bordering on rage, the sense of betrayal, the sheer fear of trying to cuff a man able to lift 270# of you... and suddenly being powerless against a "system" when you've always been the one that was trained to control a situation and be in power.
There's an enormous amount of anger and rage on my side and part of my issue with my therapist is that she wants me to "let it go and acknowledge it" and, I can't. Not yet. She wanted me to "slowly throw the punch into the air" that I had talked about and I tried... and I was finding myself in that moment of pure rage when I could NOT stop hitting a guy that had attacked me long after he was done with the fight and it was only me pinning his arm that kept him standing at all. I couldn't DO that in the air at the therapist office. The second I DID the punch, I felt myself losing control of the anger and I was up out of the chair and pacing around the room... and back in a Beirut where I found myself with a gun in my hands instead of a camera.
The very first post I looked at was yours and I recognize the anger and betrayal... and all that I can say is that "the issue is not the issue."
The anger seems older.. feels older.
There's an enormous amount of anger and rage on my side and part of my issue with my therapist is that she wants me to "let it go and acknowledge it" and, I can't. Not yet. She wanted me to "slowly throw the punch into the air" that I had talked about and I tried... and I was finding myself in that moment of pure rage when I could NOT stop hitting a guy that had attacked me long after he was done with the fight and it was only me pinning his arm that kept him standing at all. I couldn't DO that in the air at the therapist office. The second I DID the punch, I felt myself losing control of the anger and I was up out of the chair and pacing around the room... and back in a Beirut where I found myself with a gun in my hands instead of a camera.
The very first post I looked at was yours and I recognize the anger and betrayal... and all that I can say is that "the issue is not the issue."
The anger seems older.. feels older.