A Gypsy Dream

Post Dramatic stress a disorder commonly know as PTSD can be a very subtle thing to notice or it can after time become very noticeable if untreated. Mine started very subtly when I was sixteen, I had never talk about the multiple molestations that had happened to me when I was a kid, I felt ashamed, and I felt as if it were my fault. So I basically kept my mouth shut, didn’t trust any man that came into my life friend or not. It had gotten so bad along with my anxiety and social phobia that I almost ended my life. There are many symptoms of PTSD Post-traumatic stress disorder usually developes after a horrific or terrifying event. The event may have involved physical harm or the threat of physical harm to you. Usually the person who develops PTSD usually is the one who was harmed, yet sometimes the harm may have happened to a loved one, or friend. Or at times the person or persons may have witnessed a harmful event. Something that may have happened to loved ones or strangers. PTSD originally was brought to play in this great physcological game and to the public attention due to war veterans. Yet anything traumatic can result in PTSD, molestation, rape, car wrecks, muggings, natural disasters, including most importantly war. Basically anything that may have frightened and basically scarred you. People with PTSD usually startle very easily, and more often than not become emotionally numb, they lose interest in things they used to enjoy, have trouble feeling affectionate, be irritable, become more aggressive, or even become violent. They tend to avoid situations that remind them of the original incident. Not to mention anniversaries of the incident are often extremely difficult. PTSD symptoms seem to be worse if the event that triggered them was deliberately initiated by another person, or persons. Such as in a mugging or a kidnapping. People with PTSD usually repeatedly relive the event in their thoughts during the day and in nightmares when they sleep. Usually causing the person to have insomnia. These flashbacks, which may occur usually consist of images, sounds, smells, or feelings. Most of the time triggered by ordinary certain occurrences, such as a door slamming or a car backfiring on the street. A person having a flashback may lose touch with reality and believe that the traumatic incident is happening all over again. So people with PTSD usually don’t know they have it, they just feel that something is wrong with them, that they are different, and nothing can fix them. So if you know anyone who has faced a dramatic experience and they seemed to have these signs or symptoms, it would be an ideal idea to slowly introduce the thought of them possible seeing a qualified professional about it. Try not to be forceful as with most people with PTSD they really don’t want to think that anything is wrong with them or think about that certain event that may cause it. With a lot of people we have to be there for them, whether or not that includes and intervention or not. We cannot give up on our friends, lovers, wives, husbands, and especially those who have served brilliantly in the war. Don’t give up on the hope that things will be better again, because they will. Yet like everything in life it can definatley be a long and windy road to get to your goal.

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Have you ever experienced a panic attack, a true, full blown panic attack? It can be one of the most freightening things you can possibly experience. Since I was about sixteen or so I knew I was different, and definately not in a good way. I was quiet, very shut in, and didn’t have many friends, not too mention I was almost always in a constant fear about going anywhere outside the house, and that included school. I ended up having to quick school and finish my education by homeschool. My life as a teenager was one of fear and loneliness.  Everyone in my family pretty much put it off as a teenage thing, that I was shy, antisocial, nothing really shocking to them. Eventually, it escalated to the point where the fear was consuming my life, I almost never left the house, crowds, people in general freightened me. It’s a kind of fear that always remains, for example if I was told that I was going shoping in two days. The entire time I would be anxious, scared of that moment, when Iwould be leaving to go on that trip. Everytime I went to school it was the same anxiety, heart pulsing fear that ran throughout my life. It got to the point where I eventually tried to commit suicide. It scary but it took that moment, that act for my parents to relize that I indeed did have a serious problem. I eventually went to counceling, and now I am on the right drugs for my problem. What bothers me so much is how long it took to get help. There are thousands of people out there needing someone just to listen, truly listen, to help them. Social Anxiety Disorder is a very prevelent problem in today’s society, so when someone looks or needs to talk please listen you could save a life.