I've been depressed for quite some time, and I think I may have PTSD. What the fuck am I supposed to do?
>be me
>couple years back
>witness hit and run involving 9 year old girl
>call 911
>stayed with her
>told her over and over everything would be ok
>it wasn't
>held her hand while she died
I can't get this event out of my head. Literally can't sleep unless I drink myself to sleep. It's really fucked me up, but it has gotten progressively worse over the last few months.
are you serious? jesus christ man
you're supposed to tell your doctor
get medical / psychological support
get help
All the fucked up shit you see online never really bothered me, but trust me it never even came close to preparing you for experiencing it firsthand.
God that fuckin' sucks dude :( I think you can just assure yourself that it wasn't your fault she died, it was that bastard that hit her. You just need to know that you are living FOR her, do everything that you have ever wanted to do FOR her. Live the life that she never got to live and that's all you can really do :)
Get some counselling. It definitely helps.
that is utterly horrifying man you should put some serious effort into getting help
you need to speak with a professional OP.
i am a college have had some really tough times, fortunetely for my school counselors were free and helped me greatly. helps get your thoughts in order.
Only if you're 'Murrican. The rest of the work doesn't need a therapist for everything. Pussies.
hey op, these things unfortunately happen, you should change your perspective on that event
you actually tried to comfort a dying person, you did the right thing, props to you op
Well........ he probably could have done something more to help.
I just don't believe you OP.
I think you want to be a hero and want some kid to get hit by a car. So you can bring attention to yourself.
When did Sup Forums turn into faggotville?
I went into the army 6 years ago, and i carried my dead friend back to an extraction point in iraq. Yeah it sucks, but thats part of the circle of life. People die and you can't do shit about it. Right now theres like 3000 africans dying of starvation. Such is life. Grow up and deal with life like a man you pussy.
You did a good thing. You weren't to blame, and sadly... shit happens.
Get the fuck over it. How do you expect to get through life if seeing something happen to someone makes you unable to deal with life anymore? Bad things happen, it might have happened to you instead but it didn't so keep living and make the best of it.
Stop obsessing over this shit, go see a therapist as you clearly can't deal with it on your own.
I know it was the right thing to do, really the ONLY thing an actual human being probably would do, but it really broke me to be so helpless in the face of someone so innocent being robbed of her life. For fuck's sake, it's not even like she was my kid or family member.
fine, addendum: should've fingered her underage pussy while she died nigger
get help OP
was she hot?
a doctor to prescribe sleeping pills
spoken like someone who hasn't gotten over his own shit
you're not a pussy for having feelings op. sorry it happened. go seek counseling if you want to get over it. there are people than can help you.
I don't know maybe some of the people here are over 12.
Nah that's pretty fucked.
post moar pics
cipralex helped me a lot for depression, try 5mg per day before bed, the first 3 days are terrible but as soon as you get out the first stage it works miracles
the key is not to forget, you have to learn to live with it! it's not possible to forget something like that!
I want to get over it. I just feel so guilty all the time about it. I'm a loser fucking nobody. She probably had more to offer the world than I ever could hope to. I'm not suicidal at all, but I still wish every day that it had been me that died instead.
This is stale copypasta. All you getting baited.
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there are people reading that may actually need help. giving useful advice in situations like this isn't a waste. if anything, bait like this can be a catalyst for others to find help.
faggot
did the impact knock her panties off?
My little brother says he has PTSD. Because his friends wife died.
He tries to use it as an excuse to drink and get medical weed.
I'm like, "Fake a better illness".
I wish that too, user, but you have to keep going and make the best of your one and only life.
Look for a counselor/therapist who specialises in PTSD. Tried the drink therapy thing myself, shitty spiral.
Broke out a back window of a ladies car who hit a pole and climbed in. She was pinned and too far gone. My advice? Get help now. It will only get worse. Don't rely on drugs or alcohol.
You ought to see a professional OP. Some of these people are gonna say tough it out or that it's gay to get help, but fuck that. Not everyone can just get over something traumatic like that. We're people and we feel.
Alcohol is a depressant. I've never understood why people think it will help them.
Go talk to someone user. Not here. This is a shit hole. Go talk to a professional.
Well then get over it cunt. Do you want help or just show pony about
you didn't run, you didn't hide, instead you did one of the hardest things on earth: you comforted an inevitable dying person in the last moments on earth! I'm 100 % sure she was deeply grateful you were there and she had not to die alone!
Be proud, more than 90 % of people would have run away!
Dude, you need to get over yourself!!
If what you described really happened, you need to realize that the tragedy is not about you!! The tragedy is that little girl that died, instead of focusing on you, just realized that for that little dying girl, she did not die alone... she had someone there to hold her hand, and gave her a small comfort and kindness before she left this existence.
So, get over yourself!!! Not about you!!!
PTSD-user here too. Know this, therapy/getting help is not a one technique fits all kind of deal. Therapy and psychological help in the US is a relatively new field and many techniques frequently come in and out of style.
My point of this is that therapists always want you to TALK (fixate) about what went wrong in your life. For many, this keeps the issue ALWAYS front and center in your mind. For many this involves cutting open old wounds in hope they heal better this time around, they don't.
Find what works for you. For me it's not therapy (always counter-productive in my opinion) or talking about it. I've always noticed that when you talk about terrible things in your life, everyone always says they're there to "listen if you need to talk".... well, every friend that I've really opened up to about the horrors I've seen didn't stay a friend longer than a few weeks after wards. Depression, in our culture, is treated as a contagious disease. Everyone says they'll help and everyone never does.
Weed helps me. A bunch. Helps me think tomorrow will be brighter. Keeps me from worrying. Keeps my brain from turning into a kaleidoscope of horrors.
That, and I've found if you talk about depression or PTSD, you lose friends and make women disinterested. So I NEVER talk about the hell I've went through. I went from having dozens of friends in high school to none because people avoid someone who's depressing like the plague.
I'm typically the sunniest most chipper person you've ever met because I realize, IN ALL CASES, showing of unhappiness will ruin all facets of life, then you'll TRULY have a reason to be unhappy. And when I don't feel it, I still plaster a rictus on my face and go about my business with a sunny demeanor. That works for me.
You have to consider all those ivory tower faggots that want you to talk out your problems have never had them. Like religion, it pays to keep you broken, that way you keep needing their "treatment".
LOL
You need a shovel, dig ditches for 8 hours straight, then we'll see how PTSD you really are. You content, overpriviledged fuck. Kiss all of our asses!
It helps you get to sleep. It eases anxiety at the time.
This is how you identify a dumbass or a really really really poor counselor of some sort. They think "depressant" means a chemical that makes you depressed.
It's called a depressant because it slows down the central nervous system causing relaxation, decreasing anxiety, and it will stop you from overthinking about your problems.
It's not called a depressant because it causes depression. If anyone says this, they clearly have no idea what they're talking about (and I've heard it from many counselors and even psychologists) and you can confidentally write off everything else they say as talking out of their ass.
I'm .
Weed helps me a bunch.
"pussy for having feelings"
you don't wanna not have feelings, life is too hard that way, but not for the reasons you'd think