Why Did I Get Out?

[Paladin2A]

Felt good to post and vent some long pent-up frustrations. I've also noticed, however, that talking about it is also like picking the scab and exposing the wound. I find myself feeling more depressed and agitated, probably because things that have typically been burried in the back of my mind are up front and foremost in my thoughts. Just hoping the edge wears off soon the more I write and talk about it.

 

[Sarg]

Ah, that's the secret to the whole "getting better" thing. Learning to let it out slowly instead of all at once. Letting it out all at once can lead to disaster. It takes, time, work and a good therapist. Meds also.

Be cool,

Sarg

 

[Paladin2A]

At the bottom of the page it says that someone found this page by searching "combat PTSD just waiting to die"... Bittersweet, feels good to know that there are others who feel exactly the same way I do, but sad for the same reason...

 

[Tim Cake]

Felt good to post and vent some long pent-up frustrations. I've also noticed, however, that talking about it is also like picking the scab and exposing the wound. I find myself feeling more depressed and agitated, probably because things that have typically been burried in the back of my mind are up front and foremost in my thoughts. Just hoping the edge wears off soon the more I write and talk about it.

You won't get any arguments from me.... The pain seems to be an integral part of the healing process.

 

[Sarg]

I wish like hell I could tell you guys it was gonna be cake. I would love to tell you one thing and have you go out and everything would be great. It's not. It's a hard disease, that never wants to leave you alone and always hurts in one way or another.

I fought it. Fought it harder than anything I've ever fought. That only wears your out too soon and pisses the beast off. To boot, I was a drunk. Thought I could just drink that sumbitch gone. Well, yeah, he was gone for as long as the alcohol lasted, then he was back, stronger and I was hurting from the booze.

I said it in another post, but I just said to hell with it and let that sombitch just walk right over me. That, and the combination of finding a good therapist and P-Doc, I'm better. I'm letting the crap just leak out of me, slowly.

Yeah, I know, you guys are young and strong and live fast paced lives but all I'm saying is try to be on guard for letting the beast out too fast. When I first got back, I had real bad rages. I almost got in to very bad trouble over it.

Easy does it.

Sarg