Sufferer Sprained My Ankle, Caught Ptsd

[a3a2]

LOL, I "caught" my ptsd when some stranger yelled at me for spilling coffee on her clothes (I don't drink coffee).

Welcome to the forum. I can relate to so much of what you wrote concerning the discovery of the illness you had come to consider normal. As I recover from my ptsd more, it feels like chains dropping off. I still have a few chains....probably some I don't even know about yet, but I have lost quite a few already.

 

[WillThereBeCake]

An 8 acre homestead with rescue animals... ahhhhh :happy:

Thank you Toria. The homestead is nice and the animals are awesome! They really keep me grounded. A dog will NOT let you forget to feed them.

I had checked out a few online forums and lurked here for awhile before I popped up. I like the vibe of the people here. Fun group in spite of the tragedies I have read about.

As for a book, with all the craziness I have encountered with this deal, the subtitle would have to be, "You Won't Believe This Sh*t!" ;)

 

[Pencil]

I can easily separate one fool from the populace of wrong doing, but the betrayals and apathy over the years has left me terribly jaded.

Oh hell yes.

 

[safenow]

I have come to think, and I profusely apologize to our law enforcement officer here, that many "peace keepers" do just that.

Oh girl. You have no idea what happened here for the year before he broke in.

When I learned he was in the US, I got that alarm system. Then, when I learned he was in the state I was in, I called the police and ask them to come check my apartment to see what else I could do. The cop rattled my window, smiled at me and said, "It's locked. You're safe." My reply was, "Restraining orders stop bullets, right?"

He told me to call the local crisis line. I did. The fool there said, "Go work a crossword puzzle." I got so pissed I almost broke my phone. When dawn came, I called my therapist and told him what she had said. He knows my history, and read them the riot act. Told them they would never work the lines again if they said that to me or anyone else. I didn't call them because I was bored. I called them because I was in fear and needed to talk to someone to calm down. He gave the head of the place a chewing out, since he'd made a point of sending a file on me to them.

I suffer from Multiple Personality Disorder (MPD) currently called Dissociative Identity Disorder (DID from trauma since I was a wee child. I suffer with PTSD from multiple traumas in my life. Yet that person thought I needed to "go work a crossword puzzle". Who trains some of these people?

When I first saw your title, I was coming here to tell you the facts of life, then, I saw that it was a joke. It really cracked me up. I love a good sense of humor.

 

[Pencil]

I think 'how we caught PSTD' would be an amazingly interesting thread. I caught PTSD when I discussed a practical matter with a trauma counselor - not because she dealt with trauma, but because she was connected to the police station, and the matter had to do with a protection order against my family) and I then went through very rapid (free-fall actually) decompensation, traumatic transference and so on, and long forgotten stuff came down upon me like an avalanche and I experienced flashbacks for the first time. And while I was traumatized by what was happening to me, she sympathized with me for 'falling in love with her' and tried to convince me that 'when we are in love we feel as if we are going crazy', and that I was traumatized because 'rejection is a terrible, TERRIBLE thing' - in an undertaker's voice. WTF?! I needed therapy after that.

 

[WillThereBeCake]

I suffer from Multiple Personality Disorder (MPD) currently called Dissociative Identity Disorder (DID from trauma since I was a wee child. I suffer with PTSD from multiple traumas in my life. Yet that person thought I needed to "go work a crossword puzzle". Who trains some of these people?

I had to pick my jaw off the floor more than once with the things officials said to me. Again, I can't get too specific, but it was along the lines of what you wrote. My situation was bizarre, in that it wasn't a matter of convincing anyone. They all believed me, they just didn't care. The exception was the first officer I spoke to. After answering his open ended questions, he started asking me VERY specific ones. Like, "Does he drive a ........." and "Does he look like......." He asked several and then says, "That is the same SOB that stalked my ex-wife in (neighboring town)." He was my best advocate, but even he could only do so much. He's the one that got me over my hesitation of carrying or using a weapon. My local police had no doubts what they were dealing with, and were just sure someone would take the dude out. There are actually four jurisdictions involved now, and the others were absolutely horrible to me.

I don't want folks to think I'm a vigilante, nor are my local police advocates of violence. This was a very dangerous and shrewd predator and extreme measures were called for.

 

[WillThereBeCake]

And while I was traumatized by what was happening to me, she sympathized with me for 'falling in love with her' and tried to convince me that 'when we are in love we feel as if we are going crazy', and that I was traumatized because 'rejection is a terrible, TERRIBLE thing' - in an undertaker's voice. WTF?! I needed therapy after that

No freakin' way! LOL, that is just out of this world. Did you say, "Wow, I bet you say that to all the wackos!" Talk about a fox guarding the hen house. I need therapy just from having heard what she did. You Win

 

[Pencil]

I was too gobsmacked to utter a single word. I wanted to tell her she reminded me of my mother, but thought that would be way too dangerous. So I sat there staring at her with what must have seemed to her as the longing of undying love; my dropped jaw must have come across as drooling. Later, when I regained control of my mind, voice and muscles, I tried to explain that I was actually, really and honestly, dealing with OTHER things, and she gave me an indulgent 'methinks the lady doth protest too much' smile. I could see she was feeling VERY sorry for me. Pass me some spiked cake, please!!

Oops, just highjacked another thread :D:

 

[safenow]

This was a very dangerous and shrewd predator and extreme measures were called for.

My ex-husband was that way. When I went to the FBI over him, they understood exactly why I was so scared. But here, they are different. Sigh. I hope this will the last time I have to experience that type of person.

Giggle. *Tossed pencil a piece of cake, missed and hit WillTherBeCake in the head.* Sorry.

 

[Pencil]

I really like your attitude - I don't see you as having a vigilante mentality, simply that you are proactive and trying to be more than a shivering victim. You might be shivering and you are a victim, but you're doing a lot to gain control over the situation.

 

[Pencil]

Tossed pencil a piece of cake

Thanks Safenow! Please try again.

 

[The Albatross]

Roger that, same here (what Pencil says). I have some time and distance, and have been framing up some challenges about yard work this spring and summer in multiple locations to desensitize myself... but think it may be a good idea to run a background check and see if I get a location on my previous stalker.