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A_Tech PTSD for Medical and First Responders
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Hi, Well obviously this my situation. I was hoping to find others here that might have a similar background to chat with, it can be so hard to talk about this stuff with non-med people (and I mean no disrespect, it's just often graffic or upsetting t... View more

Hi, Well obviously this my situation. I was hoping to find others here that might have a similar background to chat with, it can be so hard to talk about this stuff with non-med people (and I mean no disrespect, it's just often graffic or upsetting to others). Im a 40 year old female that has spent the last 10years in the State Trauma Hospital as an Anaesthetic Technician. My PTSD was brought about after years of exposure to shocking traumas, deaths, and no support from management. I would love to hear from anyone that has a similar story, or just wants to chat. Cheers

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Calmum When does childhood torment end I'm so tired
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Struggling right now with stuff that I thought I'd left behind. I'm usually so in control of things but I just feel like a huge damn mess. I'm mid 40's and still can't shake my childhood, I just want these horrible flashbacks to go away. I'm sick of ... View more

Struggling right now with stuff that I thought I'd left behind. I'm usually so in control of things but I just feel like a huge damn mess. I'm mid 40's and still can't shake my childhood, I just want these horrible flashbacks to go away. I'm sick of the power my parents abuse has over me. I just want some peace, I've tried to put this in a box and never deal with, speak or think about it but it just feels like it has me in a death grip and nothing I do or try is working. My kids and husband don't know some of the things that have happened as I just don't trust anyone enough to talk or tell them. It's like I have a heavy weight dragging me down and nothing can help me. I feel like I am two different people wearing a mask. The good one and the real messed up one

TornTabby How to tell my.mum about a trauma in my childhood without breaking her?
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Hi I'm TT, Straight to the point - for 10 years of my childhood until I turned 17, I grew up in a hostile and abusive household. My stepfather was terrible to us all, but quite predominately my mother was his prime victim. 2 events happened during th... View more

Hi I'm TT, Straight to the point - for 10 years of my childhood until I turned 17, I grew up in a hostile and abusive household. My stepfather was terrible to us all, but quite predominately my mother was his prime victim. 2 events happened during this time that haunt my mind - even as an adult and just shy of 5 years later. On 2 seperate occasions I was abused by my stepfather, and at the time I told my mother about 1 of them and she dismissed my statement. Years later the events still trouble me and my mothers dismissal. Now that she is also in a better place mentally and no longer facing this man and not facing fear, I want to be able to be open and tell her what happened. Yet I worry that she either; a) wont believe me, b) that I will convince myself I made it up, c) she will completely shut down or d) she will explode on me. Any one of those things could happen (or others), and I dont know how to tell her. I havent told anyone about what happened, yet I figured I wanted to tell my mum. How do I tackled telling her something that will break her heart? She already blames herself for the physical abuse that she and us kids endured, so how do I approach this without meeting the same outcome? I want to be open to her, but dont know how. Please help me here, TT

WarPigs My name is Jeff, I witnessed someone suicide while I was at work
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My name is Jeff, I witnessed a guy suicide in a children's playground while I was working there, I'm not sure how much detail to provide in my introduction, but here goes, myself and two workmates witnessed this and kept children and parents from ent... View more

My name is Jeff, I witnessed a guy suicide in a children's playground while I was working there, I'm not sure how much detail to provide in my introduction, but here goes, myself and two workmates witnessed this and kept children and parents from entering the playground before and after the event, this happened three months ago, I have been seeing a counselor since then gaining many strategies, this forum was one suggestion, please, I would appreciate any suggestions to help me become myself again, I, unfortunately have a dislike for the victim, because of what he has subjected me and my workmates to, but also what he could have subjected children and parents too, I am usually a very compassionate and empathetic person and realize this person had many issues, but, for him to do this to us and potentially children , in a children's playground, is doing my head in! I am having nightmares nearly every night, a feeling of detachment in group situations, not feeling my self, unhappy, weird,strange, I have downloaded some meditation apps, I am not on medication, I just want some strategies please to become normal again, I know it will take time, but I want to do everything I can to help my healing process , thank you !

Nez Alcohol, burns, death, abandonment, homelessness, pain, divorce- healed- but cannot forgive myself.
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Yep- 18 months ago was clinically dead 3 times on the slab because of horrific burns because of booze+ciggie+blackout. My family disowned me from that moment. Ended up homeless - should have died again, mix of post hospital booze and hospital drugs u... View more

Yep- 18 months ago was clinically dead 3 times on the slab because of horrific burns because of booze+ciggie+blackout. My family disowned me from that moment. Ended up homeless - should have died again, mix of post hospital booze and hospital drugs used over 3 months for pain etc had fried my brain. Then came being stalked, threatened, robbed numerous times, fleeced of money, pain (burns), major depression, divorce, post burns treatment (sore),my dad died when I was in a coma, PTSD and a lot of other stuff. A year sober, depression under control- I do not take any pain relief, my brain is working better than ever, in a safe place housing wise, burns treatment okay. I miss my 2 adult sons heaps. They do not speak with me- despite me trying. I am alone. Divorce- I accepted the ex's demands without argument. So all on track, but I feel as if I deserve to be alone and punished. That my situation is my fault and I am not worth forgiving by others- so I should not forgive myself. I need to and am making progress. BUT B/B is another tool where I hope to gain strategies, learn- offer and perhaps receive support. Thanks for taking the time to read my narrative.

Seekinghelp81 Where to start
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I've walked from 6 years of domestic violence and severe emotional abuse only few weeks ago, even with him I have had no permanent address and been homeless as I am at the moment I left with the bag of clothes which is what I owned after 6 months ago... View more

I've walked from 6 years of domestic violence and severe emotional abuse only few weeks ago, even with him I have had no permanent address and been homeless as I am at the moment I left with the bag of clothes which is what I owned after 6 months ago we were staying with a mate of his and they kicked me out in track pants and singlet and kept every single item I owned from clothes laptops, memory sticks to life time of paperwork and my online course books included. Which I've been humiliated and taunted over as my phones and laptops and paperwork was gone thru by many and posted online.. My ex could have got it all back but chose not, worse was my fathers photos which was all I had of him after he died of cancer.​ I suffer severe depression and anxiety, I have no friends and rare contact with my sister and mum who live east. I sleep where ever I can or on a couch at a lady's house I met at Centrelink. I have hardly any money at the best of times non at the moment and no idea where to even begin to turn to for help. I don't know if its the domestic violence, mental health or homelessness I try and fix first. I am very very down and upset every day and just lost completely with nobody to turn to.

E77 Emotional breakdown
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My first time really reaching out! i feel I have lost myself over 33 years. Life has taken its toll and everytime I feel like this I have given myself a hard time to straighten myself out and tell myself other people have it worse than me! It hasn't ... View more

My first time really reaching out! i feel I have lost myself over 33 years. Life has taken its toll and everytime I feel like this I have given myself a hard time to straighten myself out and tell myself other people have it worse than me! It hasn't helped even now I want to delete and not post as I feel what I have to say doesn't matter. I have lost trust in all people so how do I get help?

C-marie Road to Recovery - 28 Years of Struggle is Enough
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Hi, I'm new here. I have never shared my story in writing to anyone, but this is a first step on the road to recovery. I was sexually abused by my father from as early as I can remember until the age of 12 yrs old. I was 15 when it finally came out. ... View more

Hi, I'm new here. I have never shared my story in writing to anyone, but this is a first step on the road to recovery. I was sexually abused by my father from as early as I can remember until the age of 12 yrs old. I was 15 when it finally came out. My mother confronted my dad about it, and he admitted to everything. She chose to stay with my Dad and support him through community workshops etc that were available at the time. I was forced at the time to go to therapy, but it didn't last as I wasn't able to deal with it at that age, so I never did. The last 28 years have quite literally been a blur for me. At 16, the drinking began - it's never stopped. It helped dull the pain - it still helps dull the pain. As too, did the pointless relationships with all the wrong men, one after the other, after the other.... I left school and did an office administration course. Work has been the one constant in my life - the one thing that kept me functioning normally. At 20, I met my husband-to-be, again, in hindsight, the wrong man for me. Someone who could barely hold down a job, someone who was distant and was not looking for commitment, someone who treated me with disrespect because that's what I felt I was worthy of. But that suited me at the time. In January 2000, we married. I was 6 months pregnant. In April 2000, my beautiful baby boy was born. In August 2005, I had a gorgeous baby girl. Work functions, partying and a multitude of flings throughout my marriage later, I left my husband in August 2010. I still struggle with the guilt of all of my actions - it was out drinking, that I was at my happiest. My escape. I struggle to even write a lot about my nearly 40 years of life, as it is marred so significantly with shame, disappointment, regret, anger, sadness - so many mixed emotions. I have been in an on again-off again relationship now for the past 4 & a half years. Again, one where he kept me at a distance right up to about a year ago. But that suited me. It is only now, that I'm starting to feel that I want for something better. I want for all the endless guilt, anger, sadness to go away. I want to proud of me and to be able to create happiness within. I've made the decision that this is now or never. I've had opportunities presented to me that I want to take advantage of, but my negative self-worth and body image has held me back. I start therapy next week. I know it's not going to be easy, but it will be worth it.

A_Penitent_K The thoughts that haunt
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I'll just start. I suppose some perspective is necessary here. About 6 months ago I had steady employment, it wasn't challenging, perhaps a little boring and filled with the kind of sordid banality that can only exist in modern offices. But it had ro... View more

I'll just start. I suppose some perspective is necessary here. About 6 months ago I had steady employment, it wasn't challenging, perhaps a little boring and filled with the kind of sordid banality that can only exist in modern offices. But it had routine and that is it turns out was unreasonably important. An inflection occurred in September when I was at a conference and presented some things I had been working on. I gave a presentation on phenomena I thought everyone new about, I was wrong and this turned into an offer of employment with a specialist company. No sane person turns down employment that comes to you with little effort. Especially when it's with a global specialist firm. However this work require me to travel and be away from home. This has been my utter undoing. The last 6 months have been agony. I have consistent and ever present anxiety about the upcoming work away from home. It is all consuming and requires Sisyphean mental gymnastics to keep it at bay. The fear and sadness of being away from home is totally crippling, a large portion of my day is spent controlling the fear and the overwhelming sadness. The raw mental horsepower required to maintain a semblance of function in society is unbelievable. By the end of the day, I am spent, gone. I have no energy for even the most basic tasks, it's all spent on managing the sadness and fear. Little processing power is available for anything else. To add morbid insult to injury, the anxiety sadness and fear is ever present now. Fear and crippling sadness knowing that I am going and fear and sadness when I am away. There is a component of self loathing of course. I feel like I should have had more insight into my emotional well being criteria. I had my child hood in the Balkans, right at the time when the entire Balkan region was going through a process of self immolation. A lot of the horrors I have seen will accompany my to my grave. I was Diagnosed with PTSD when I first came to Australia, but I have since managed to control it. This is possibly where the requirement for routine came in. Of course now it’s a wonderful chemical cocktail of PTSD and Anxiety and whatever else is going on in the 1,500CC of salty porridge I have residing in my skull. I am writing this maybe for posterity, maybe as an exercise in self-exorcism. An attempt to externalise the thoughts. I want to quit, I am so very tired of this self torment. The sadness and fear on repeat without respite.

Shadow25 How do you explain sexual assault in marriage
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I'm new at this. Hard to find the words to describe what I'm going through at the moment but I'll try. Life has been tough for the past 7 yrs. I was diagnosed with severe carer burnout/depression when I was not coping with looking after my severely d... View more

I'm new at this. Hard to find the words to describe what I'm going through at the moment but I'll try. Life has been tough for the past 7 yrs. I was diagnosed with severe carer burnout/depression when I was not coping with looking after my severely disabled son. Unfortunately he died 6 months later. After looking after him for 25 years I was lost to say the least. With the help of a great GP and a psychologist I managed. Probably wasn't the best Mum to my daughters at that time. In 2013 I separated from my husband. Just couldn't cope and wanted somone to look after me. Finally divorced in dec 2016. All through this I had a habit of scratching myself especially when stressed. Calmed down for awhile then got worse last year with stress of selling family home, divorce etc My GP wanted to know why I was still doing this. Was it something that happened in my childhood? It led me to lookback at aspects of my marriage and what I discovered wasn't pretty. Things I knew were there but didn't acknowledge because I had my son and 2 daughters to look after are now making their prescence felt. I have told my GP and psychologist and a close friend but can't bring myself to tell my family. Is this normal? My brother and sister know I've had a rough time but keep telling me to look forward not backward. Just so hard at the moment. Tempting to lock it all away, try and forget it happened. I need to work this out so if I start another relationship I can trust again. I know talking will help just feel so scared at the moment. Shadow25

I_am_enough New to all of this
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Hi, i have been reading your posts and felt uplifted. I am just learning about PTSD. Actually, just beginning to accept that i have it and relieved that i am not alone. I spoke to my GP last week and we are in the process of finding a clinical psycol... View more

Hi, i have been reading your posts and felt uplifted. I am just learning about PTSD. Actually, just beginning to accept that i have it and relieved that i am not alone. I spoke to my GP last week and we are in the process of finding a clinical psycologist. I have been on medication for clinical depression and anxiety about a year. I have been so numb and afraid for so long now. I am a survivor of domestic violence. I am blessed to be almost 6 months clean and sober. The violence ended in 2013 when he went to prison. I have the love and support of amazing men and women at my meetings which keep me sober and not isolated. I am 48, being sober again is like waking up to "life" for the first time....Where have i been? What's going on, and why is everyone in such a hurry !! I have suffered alot more in my lifetime but i have hope today that i too can and will recover. If i had a middle name, it would be "pretend its not happening" !! But it is. I get scared real easy, spend most if the days alone, go for gentle walks in the park, sit and meditate, laugh at the dogs and get lots of doggy hellooooz. I'm so not ready to add any socialising or groups with strangers just yet. Next door aren't home much but lately they have been fighting and i felt like i was having a nervous breakdown. When its time for bed, i hear sounds and am real jumpy and cant sleep. When i hear their car, my anxiety levels begin to rise. I know in my heart of hearts that i am safe......but i am so afraid of people. I am fatigued most of the day. Gratitude keeps me sane. I have been afraid all of my life and i don't have the energy to run anymore.....i guess it's my time now to face my demons. Does it get better? Thanks for listening peeps ! I will be like a kid on Christmas morning jumping up to see if Santa replied to my distress call ! Over and out (for now) Regards, I Am Enough ;^}