SuperAnxietyGirl
Bronze Member
Hi. I have had PTSD for ten years, I am seventeen now. My father is a recovering alcoholic. There was a lot of yelling and things breaking in my early childhood, then as I got older, things became worse. I was never abused, but the emotional and fears of it all was more than enough to cause damage to me.
When I was fourteen we moved to GA where my father swore to stop drinking-again. He started back when his father died which led to my mother finally asking him to leave. He left but soon came back, my mother's brother-in-law came over to help out since my dad was in our barn with a gun. The police wouldn't come since he hadn't actually done anything, but soon after the 911 call, he came to the door and started banging on it, then kicking at the door and eventually shooting to try and scare us.
I had hidden in my mothers room with her, she stood by the door while I lay half-under her bed. He broke the window and came into the house, but my mother's brother-in-law, who was former military, brought my dad down.
While my father was in jail we finally decided to forgive him once we realized that he was actually truly sorry, but that soon went away when the need to defend himself came in. He had claimed that it was my ex-uncle's fault and all of that. After a year of trying to keep my dad out of prison, he was sentenced to only probation. Soon after that, my ex-uncle suddenly wanted to be friends with him so we put a restraining order on him. Soon after that, we realized that he had murdered my aunt who had died twelve years previous.
With all of that, we quickly and desperately found a way out of GA and moved across the country.
Even though I am far away from the "crime scenes", the PTSD causes me to never forget. Recently, thanks to this site, I realized that I may in fact be having flashbacks, which has been causing a lot of problems and stress.
Anyways, that's my story. I'm hoping this site might be good for me since I have no other ways for help.
When I was fourteen we moved to GA where my father swore to stop drinking-again. He started back when his father died which led to my mother finally asking him to leave. He left but soon came back, my mother's brother-in-law came over to help out since my dad was in our barn with a gun. The police wouldn't come since he hadn't actually done anything, but soon after the 911 call, he came to the door and started banging on it, then kicking at the door and eventually shooting to try and scare us.
I had hidden in my mothers room with her, she stood by the door while I lay half-under her bed. He broke the window and came into the house, but my mother's brother-in-law, who was former military, brought my dad down.
While my father was in jail we finally decided to forgive him once we realized that he was actually truly sorry, but that soon went away when the need to defend himself came in. He had claimed that it was my ex-uncle's fault and all of that. After a year of trying to keep my dad out of prison, he was sentenced to only probation. Soon after that, my ex-uncle suddenly wanted to be friends with him so we put a restraining order on him. Soon after that, we realized that he had murdered my aunt who had died twelve years previous.
With all of that, we quickly and desperately found a way out of GA and moved across the country.
Even though I am far away from the "crime scenes", the PTSD causes me to never forget. Recently, thanks to this site, I realized that I may in fact be having flashbacks, which has been causing a lot of problems and stress.
Anyways, that's my story. I'm hoping this site might be good for me since I have no other ways for help.
