It's about time I've seen a PTSD Lifestyle thread. I don't remember seeing one in here before.
I was struck by a truck about five years ago now and though I received therapy after the incident I still have difficulty around vehicles. I'm not sure I'll ever get up the courage to drive one, which sucks, and enjoying things that I used to (long drives, driving fast) is impossible to deal with without some form of stress and anxiety.
Huuuge bummer.
grinningjester
For everyone: Has there ever been a time when someone said something to you about your incident that hurt you more than helped you?
I had an anxiety attack in class once when the TA somehow segued from German lessons to how you should deal with an attacker. He was very firm in his opinion that you should never fight back and just try to talk the person out of it.
One of my mother's former friends assaulted me some years prior and though I never had any symptoms of PTSD afterwards (I was just generally shaken and stunned it had even happened at all but in truth I don't remember much about that night now. It occurred when I was around 13/14) the subject just got me. When I tried to convince the TA that no, negotiating DOESN'T always work and sometimes you do need to fight back to save yourself, he refused to believe me and pursued his POV harder.
Cue flashbacks and terror. After excusing myself I rushed to one of my in-school sanctuaries, a study hall/learning zone and proceeded to shake and cry myself silly. Bless their hearts my friends and the teacher there supported me and did everything they could to calm me down but eventually I had to return to class.
The teacher was completely unimpressed and refused to believe me when I tried to explain what had happened.
Disgusted I stormed out again, got the office to call my mom, and skipped the rest of the day.
Stubborn hard headed teachers. The Gym teach wouldn't have believed I was hit by a truck and unable to participate if I didn't have eye-witnesses asking after my health and being generally freaked out.
The b*****d still failed me for the year though. I had to take two gym classes in Grade 11 to graduate. /facepalm