I suffer from Post Tramatic Stress Disorder, and it is horrible. I am on medication, but it doesn't really help. there are :"triggers" that constantly bring up bad feelings. It makes me feel like I'm reliving the events that have happened to me in my life.
I wasn't raped, or brutally beat. But I was abused. Emotionally and physically. i know that more has happened than I can remember. It just hasn't broke through yet.
The really bad part is that because the bad feelings are always there, I am constantly holding grudges for anyone who has done me wrong. Its the way my brain processes it, it won't let go. I am always in a state of feeling ill-feelings towards someone. My hubby says, "just forget about it", or "let it go and forgive", but really I can't. I don't want to live my life like this. I would like to have a free mind full of positive things-but this is like a disability.
People hear about PTSD when they are in really serious situations, most don't know that it can happen to one who was abused as a child and beyond. I just wanted to make people aware. Thank you.


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I am in therapy, and I hope that you are too. It is so important to talk things through with someone. Medication can and does help, but sometimes the meds you are on are not the right one for you or the right dosage. This is also why you need to be talking to someone, so that things can be changed or adjusted.
You said earlier that no one raped or beat you badly, but that you were abused. No matter what it is, NO ONE has the right to hurt a child in anyway. Those of us who were raped or molested or physically abused badly do not corner the market on PTSD. PTSD can pop up after a car accident, if involved with a robbery. There is no rhyme or reason to it, just that something happened that our minds can not deal with.
I am 36 years old, and I am still dealing with the issues that gave me PTSD and a few other things. You are right, it does affect you long into an adult life. People should really consider what they say and do to children. But they don't and for this reason, there are people like you and me, walking around trying to figure out how to put peices together again. I hope that any of this helps you, even if it is to know that you are not alone.
I don't hold grudges, but I do have triggers.
One of them is English-speaking North American men with loud or very stern sounding voices.
All my Dad ever did was yell at everyone. I am legally blind, so voice tone is important anyway. My mother, sister and I were ALL emotionally abused when Dad lived with us, and we all paid for it in different ways.
A lot of people I know seem to think that PTSD only afflicts Veterans. Not true at all!!!!
I don't hold grudges, but I do watch for triggers. Strangely enough, I'm not afraid of much. I've prevented murders, and managed to stop a car that my grandfather was driving, when he was incapable of driving it. Oddly enough, since then I've felt rather uneasy driving down that particular road at night!! My boyfriend said that's no surprise. My family and I went back that way last week, and it was dark. I'm telling you, I just wanted to climb out of the sun-roof and RUN!! And the original insedent only happened about 2 months ago (Sept 10th, 2006).
As for preventing my neighbour's murder, (about a year ago) for the first month or two I'd freak if I heard someone walking in the hall!!
But after years of abuse from my father, I've become more determined to "stay on my feet" so to speak, and get on with it. I will never forget this stuff, and those triggers will be there forever... People THINK I'm holding on, but it's not something I do voluntarily. I mean WHO WOULD??!!
It's very hard to explain to those who have not experienced it.
The BEST days of my life are all linked to a piece of music that played a role in my happiness on that day. Take November 10, 2001, for example. A friend of mine gave me 10 big crates of 78 RPM records, each containing around 50 records. A lot of hits from as far back as 1900 all the way up to the late 1950s. I spent the day with him sorting through records, and selecting the ones I wanted. He said he had too many. Then I came home and heard the Rememberence day music show on AM 740 (11th was a Sunday, but George had his show on a Saturday). There are about 50 unique pieces of music that I instantly associate with THAT DAY, and always will. I keep a CD containing some of those songs in my handbag, along with my portable player. Stress? Crisis? When others around me are reaching for their cigarettes, I'm reaching for my CD player. Music has ALWAYS been calming for me.
On the other hand, Rod Stewart's voice drives me beyond crazy, because it takes me back to being seat-belted into the back seat of Dad's car, as a child, with him drving at 90 MPH and arguing with Mom the entire way. Not liking Rod Stewart is BEYOND personal preference!!
And my sensitive hearing, and loud voices. Dad once yelled at me saying "you think YOU'RE SCARED? Think of all those veterans who have seen combat!"
I LISTENED TO HIM!!!! Oh boy did I listen!!! However, I interpreted it MY WAY.
He meant: "You don't have it bad, compared to some. Suck it up, and get the @#$% over it!!!!!!"
I figured: "Many have it worse than I do. If a loud voice scared me because of Dad's abuse, a car backfiring and reminding a veteran of combat must be HELL BEYOND ALL HELL!!! My Dad HASN'T been there, so what can he tell me about Veterans?
Instead of feeling guilty for my fears I used my fears to respect those who had it worse, even more!! Does that make sense?
A friend of mine with combat related PTSD told me once that where no one really takes him seriously, he's happy that I listen.
While my Dad would hold a man like him up as an example of why I should NOT be afraid of my "little problems," I see the human in him and everyone else around us and say "WOW! Here is a man worth knowing. I'd rather hear the facts from someone who has been there, than smoke from some know-it-all who only THINKS he's qualified to talk about it."
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i go to therapy once a week and have been for 4 years. it's rough, but isn't life so much better now than it was as a child? don't be so hard on yourself for having these thoughts and feelings. they are a protective mechanism, trust you gut and try to keep your anxiety down.
also, one thing i learned that made me feel a little better. ptsd is a mental injury, not a mental illness.
and, long term abuse as a child causes ptsd that is similar to the type prisoners of war come home with, it's called complex ptsd.