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FindingKatB
So today, for those who have read my latest journal entry, I had a outpatient follow-up appointment with one of the psychologists/social workers. A lot was spoken and said. Lasted longer than expected. Also, went in to hand in documents for my application for the auxiliary police program.
Few hours later, I felt the exhaustion and weariness from all the "exposure" of opening up and doing what I needed to do today. It was a dark and lonely pit of shame, guilt, and extreme feelings of unworthiness.
For soooooooo many years, I have fought to remain alive, remain strong. I survived trauma and became the victim of abuse. The fact that the police officer pointed out how my ptsd was not caused purposefully; it was caused by abuse. The fact that the application asked for mental illness and it was put next to the bold, PTSD. I have fought so hard and to see the label, title of. The fact that my mom scoffed at my idea of becoming part of it. The fact that the only thing I know how to do is survive and thrive in dangerous or chaos situations, makes me feel completely and absolutely not normal.
All I know is survival. All I know is pain and hurt and trauma and chaos makes me feel like this small speck of dirt to even deserve the badge of auxiliary police. I dont want to know survival. I want to know living. And for that, I do not know HOW to. I can't stop replaying how awfully life-changing it was to be in the Psych ER this past weekend. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
Anybody?
Few hours later, I felt the exhaustion and weariness from all the "exposure" of opening up and doing what I needed to do today. It was a dark and lonely pit of shame, guilt, and extreme feelings of unworthiness.
For soooooooo many years, I have fought to remain alive, remain strong. I survived trauma and became the victim of abuse. The fact that the police officer pointed out how my ptsd was not caused purposefully; it was caused by abuse. The fact that the application asked for mental illness and it was put next to the bold, PTSD. I have fought so hard and to see the label, title of. The fact that my mom scoffed at my idea of becoming part of it. The fact that the only thing I know how to do is survive and thrive in dangerous or chaos situations, makes me feel completely and absolutely not normal.
All I know is survival. All I know is pain and hurt and trauma and chaos makes me feel like this small speck of dirt to even deserve the badge of auxiliary police. I dont want to know survival. I want to know living. And for that, I do not know HOW to. I can't stop replaying how awfully life-changing it was to be in the Psych ER this past weekend. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
Anybody?
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I would also agree the brain gets used to living in chaos mode... Retraining the brain is possible, from what I have learned here.
I also think you would make a great officer and wish you the best!
What is really good though, is that you have goals. You know how you'd like life to be- some people can't even imagine that, so it's really positive you can even identify that.
Auxilliary police could be part of your healing; it's a meaningful way to respond to a terrible series of past events. Healing yourself will contribute to what you can give to others.
I've said it before, but you are a strong, smart woman. So worthy of healing and all the good things you would like in your life.
It seems to me that everybody I have ever met, Mythical Normie or damaged soul - longs for a life more meaningful than mere survival. I think each of us get that, too, but getting it ready for TV presentation is a different series of steps than living it.
Keep on surviving, Kat. Ya done good. Some things are just hard and this is one of them. I'll even accuse you of being Normal for feeling brain-zapped after such a chore.
Personally, I think you will be a great asset to the auxiliary police. Your experiences will be helpful for officers who more and more are being forced to deal with mental health issues without the proper training. You survival of mental health will benefit those in crisis also. This is a growing field and you could be on the leading edge. We need people like you out there. Calm in a crisis.
In our area the Canadian Mental Health Assoc. just got funding for a mobile crisis team who will take mental health calls off the police department. They are doing this because the police are getting between 4-10 mental health calls a night and spending up to 7 hours at the emergency ward with the mental health patient. The mobile crisis team will go with police to the call, assess the person and decide if they need to go to the hospital. If they do the mobile crisis team will go with the mental health patient to the hospital and wait with them rather than the police. It will free up the officers time and ensure the patient get proper care by a trained professional in mental health.
Kat, I could see you doing something like this.
But i agree with reply one....its tiny steps tha when show us we have continue to grow as people and good people regardless of what we think.