Hello and here I am again. My PTSD is from family and on the job. Slammed twice. This is the first time I have heard that to this should be talked to death. I think this is so right. It does help me as I look back on this, yes it is right. Pity our poor families and friends so a good group get together of us the PTSD people is good but difficult to find, would be one of the best way's to go. NAMI tries to do this but they are so overwhelmed and need much, much help in so many ways. And then there are the people who need transportation to these meetings. etc., etc., etc.
I was so very lucky to have the one loving memory of my early childhood that I still cling to it that I am a loved and wanted person. My grandmother was the one but she died when I was three. I look back on to this same feeling again and again. My story is long and practically unbelievable so I will not start it now. People tell me I should not think about it but I find it healing in many ways. Keep loving yourself. Peach (Just came out of the emergency room and three days in the hospital bed. Rheumatoid and Psoriatic arthritis attacking my body. Fighting these two dragons is a life long fight.) The morons put me in a room with another and who was brought there from a nursing home. She also was on a sleep apnea machine that when she stopped breathing which was every two to three minutes and when that happened the machine put out a noise so loud that the nurses closed the door to the room we were in. I asked to be moved which was not done. THIS WAS CHINESE WATER TORTURE. If I live through this one I will be surely blessed. This was cruelty and they wanted to put me into assisted living. It was when I threatened to sue: all of a sudden a doctor appeared and allowed me to leave to go to my home. Always a story but I love you all Peach