Jean4
Remember. I am ALWAYS right.... until I’m not
- Apr 28, 2019
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Everybody Breathe. This Is NOT a Goodbye Thread, or a thread that is going to say I am leaving.
There are Trigger Warnings in this post. Heads Up.
This is long. Get popcorn.
As many here know, I am a 9/11 First Responder. Which is particularly the reason why I am here. War vets have an extremely high rate of suicide.
I used to work for the government. Due to my illness, I had to leave my job. However, I still work for the emergency response team for New York, as I am a specialist.
One of my issues, is severe PTSD. Most people know what Trump has been doing (which we won't get into) which has kicked my PTSD to sky high limits yesterday. Yesterday also, I received a call from the Emergency Response Team updating my information and seeing what I would be willing to do in case we are attacked again.
This on top of we are coming up on the month anniversary of Stan's death (can you believe that?)
That was my PTSD push over the edge, and yes. I wanted to die.
What Happens To Jean4 when she is in the midsts of a PTSD attack? (Trigger Warning)
What I have been told by doctors, it is similar to a person who participated in war.
I have visual and audio hallucinations
First I start reliving that day. It is very interesting, I see and actually feel everything that I went through. I see all the death. I see all those suicides.
Second, the audio hallucinations. It can work either way. I hear the screaming or crying. I also hear something people didn't know happened. When we saw someone jump from the window and was falling to their death, there was silence. It was eerie. We all stopped and watched in silence. Out of respect. We then heard the thud. That thud haunts me.
Many of you write me with hallucinations, some command in nature telling them to die. Just yesterday someone who I love dearly wrote me and that was happening to her. She was scared, and didn't want to die and didn't know what to do, and we got through it together. I was so happy to hear she made it through the night and is feeling better today.
I fit into many categories of why I want to CTB, so I do understand what everyone is feeling.
I made a promise to Stan to stay. I made a promise to you, I will stay. Since @Sensei dubbed me Queen of this forum, and we now have a whole court of CTBRS under me, I have no choice.
However, I am human as much as I hate to say. I am also an impulsive CTB. The voices telling me I want to die, and images would push anybody over the edge. I can't think of anyone who could get through that without help.
What did I do to not CTB?
I have two doctors who are absolutely amazing (I am very lucky and blessed to have them.). A primary care physician (from Russia) and my pulmonologist (from India). I am giving their nationalities because in Trump's America, these two amazing doctors would probably not be allowed in my country.
Anyway, I put in an emergency call to my Pulmonologist. I chose him to call instead of my PCP because she is an Orthodox Jew, and even though I know she would call me back, I didn't want to bother her.
When he called me back, honestly, I was out of my mind. Before he called, I am sure all my hallucinations people can relate, I was sitting with my hands over my ears screaming trying to get the voices to stop.
The first thing he heard when he called was me screaming at him that I want to die.
Most doctors would have called emergency services. Honestly, I would have also. He didn't because he knows me. Instead, he increased my meds and stayed with me until they kicked in.
After I was calmer and active suicidal state, I did what Stan told me to do if something like this happened. Put on the nightgown he gave me, get into bed, and think of him. Of course, I went to his wall to talk to him.
Even in the worse states imaginable, if you aren't ready to CTB you can get out of it. I wanted to yesterday. More than anything. But there was also that small sliver that I could not see which wasn't ready.
On a side note. One of the most wonderful things that came from this is that @realjunes, who knows my situation (and is in a very bad frame of mind himself right now) saw what was happening in the world, knew it may affect me, and checked to see how I was. I have never had someone think of me and my well being. Another first for me, and I am eternally grateful to my partner in crime.
Which is one of the reasons why I pop in on some of you with messages or asking if you are ok. Sometimes it's nice, even if you are in a depression, to know someone is thinking about you, you matter and cares. Again, something I personally never had, and maybe if I did, I wouldn't be here.
No. I'm not trying to stop you. If you choose to continue, I will always hold your hand if you need me to til the end.
I am just showing you that if there is any doubt you are not ready, no matter how bad it is, one may be able to fight your way out of it.
For those against psych meds and therapy. It may not be for you. Medical treatment isn't a one size fits all and to say a particular treatment is 100 percent horrible is wrong, and in my opinion truthfully dangerous. If I did not take psych medications yesterday (and medical marijuana) that my doctor told me to take, I would be dead.
My opinion as far as therapy. I personally do not see a therapist, because that is what I am. I honestly have found nobody as good as me, and I have 100 percent insight into my illnesses and know what medications will work for me. I am being factual, not egotistical. ;)
What Will Jean Do When This Happens Again?
What works for me (and everybody is different)
First, it is comforting to me to write on Stan's wall... and I am so thankful for that post.
Second, for all you animal lovers. I get my cat. My world and life, and I can't leave him.
Third, I call my doctor if necessary and listen to them, taking meds if necessary.
Fourth, I may pop up on your wall out of the blue or send a PM asking if you are ok. Making sure you are ok, keeps me grounded. Yup. I am one of those who puts everybody before herself.
Fifth, I look at all the drawings, poems, songs, and writings you gave me. You are all so amazing and talented!
Thanks for listening to my ramble. Just know. I understand what you are all going through. PTSD, Mental Illness, Medical Issues, sexual abuse, finances, loneliness (no family of friends) and the most recent Stan who CTB. Been there. Done that. Did I leave anything out lol?
I get it, and am here for you. Hopefully, my experience can help others.
As I say every day when I wake up. I am here today. I can't promise about tomorrow. At night when I say my goodnight to Stan, I tell him I made it through the day.
Do I want to die? 24/7, but at this second it is manageable. I cannot say what the next second will bring, which is why I don't take the good seconds for granted.
If you are stressed. Anxious, hearing voices, or are just scared, reach out for help. I'm always here. No need to be shy writing me. This board is absolutely amazing, and there is always someone around who will not judge you.
Again. Thanks for listening. Hopefully this will help someone feel not as alone and someone is also going through it. I'm always here if you need me, or need someone to talk to... or just listen.
Lots of love everyone
There are Trigger Warnings in this post. Heads Up.
This is long. Get popcorn.
As many here know, I am a 9/11 First Responder. Which is particularly the reason why I am here. War vets have an extremely high rate of suicide.
I used to work for the government. Due to my illness, I had to leave my job. However, I still work for the emergency response team for New York, as I am a specialist.
One of my issues, is severe PTSD. Most people know what Trump has been doing (which we won't get into) which has kicked my PTSD to sky high limits yesterday. Yesterday also, I received a call from the Emergency Response Team updating my information and seeing what I would be willing to do in case we are attacked again.
This on top of we are coming up on the month anniversary of Stan's death (can you believe that?)
That was my PTSD push over the edge, and yes. I wanted to die.
What Happens To Jean4 when she is in the midsts of a PTSD attack? (Trigger Warning)
What I have been told by doctors, it is similar to a person who participated in war.
I have visual and audio hallucinations
First I start reliving that day. It is very interesting, I see and actually feel everything that I went through. I see all the death. I see all those suicides.
Second, the audio hallucinations. It can work either way. I hear the screaming or crying. I also hear something people didn't know happened. When we saw someone jump from the window and was falling to their death, there was silence. It was eerie. We all stopped and watched in silence. Out of respect. We then heard the thud. That thud haunts me.
Many of you write me with hallucinations, some command in nature telling them to die. Just yesterday someone who I love dearly wrote me and that was happening to her. She was scared, and didn't want to die and didn't know what to do, and we got through it together. I was so happy to hear she made it through the night and is feeling better today.
I fit into many categories of why I want to CTB, so I do understand what everyone is feeling.
I made a promise to Stan to stay. I made a promise to you, I will stay. Since @Sensei dubbed me Queen of this forum, and we now have a whole court of CTBRS under me, I have no choice.
However, I am human as much as I hate to say. I am also an impulsive CTB. The voices telling me I want to die, and images would push anybody over the edge. I can't think of anyone who could get through that without help.
What did I do to not CTB?
I have two doctors who are absolutely amazing (I am very lucky and blessed to have them.). A primary care physician (from Russia) and my pulmonologist (from India). I am giving their nationalities because in Trump's America, these two amazing doctors would probably not be allowed in my country.
Anyway, I put in an emergency call to my Pulmonologist. I chose him to call instead of my PCP because she is an Orthodox Jew, and even though I know she would call me back, I didn't want to bother her.
When he called me back, honestly, I was out of my mind. Before he called, I am sure all my hallucinations people can relate, I was sitting with my hands over my ears screaming trying to get the voices to stop.
The first thing he heard when he called was me screaming at him that I want to die.
Most doctors would have called emergency services. Honestly, I would have also. He didn't because he knows me. Instead, he increased my meds and stayed with me until they kicked in.
After I was calmer and active suicidal state, I did what Stan told me to do if something like this happened. Put on the nightgown he gave me, get into bed, and think of him. Of course, I went to his wall to talk to him.
Even in the worse states imaginable, if you aren't ready to CTB you can get out of it. I wanted to yesterday. More than anything. But there was also that small sliver that I could not see which wasn't ready.
On a side note. One of the most wonderful things that came from this is that @realjunes, who knows my situation (and is in a very bad frame of mind himself right now) saw what was happening in the world, knew it may affect me, and checked to see how I was. I have never had someone think of me and my well being. Another first for me, and I am eternally grateful to my partner in crime.
Which is one of the reasons why I pop in on some of you with messages or asking if you are ok. Sometimes it's nice, even if you are in a depression, to know someone is thinking about you, you matter and cares. Again, something I personally never had, and maybe if I did, I wouldn't be here.
No. I'm not trying to stop you. If you choose to continue, I will always hold your hand if you need me to til the end.
I am just showing you that if there is any doubt you are not ready, no matter how bad it is, one may be able to fight your way out of it.
For those against psych meds and therapy. It may not be for you. Medical treatment isn't a one size fits all and to say a particular treatment is 100 percent horrible is wrong, and in my opinion truthfully dangerous. If I did not take psych medications yesterday (and medical marijuana) that my doctor told me to take, I would be dead.
My opinion as far as therapy. I personally do not see a therapist, because that is what I am. I honestly have found nobody as good as me, and I have 100 percent insight into my illnesses and know what medications will work for me. I am being factual, not egotistical. ;)
What Will Jean Do When This Happens Again?
What works for me (and everybody is different)
First, it is comforting to me to write on Stan's wall... and I am so thankful for that post.
Second, for all you animal lovers. I get my cat. My world and life, and I can't leave him.
Third, I call my doctor if necessary and listen to them, taking meds if necessary.
Fourth, I may pop up on your wall out of the blue or send a PM asking if you are ok. Making sure you are ok, keeps me grounded. Yup. I am one of those who puts everybody before herself.
Fifth, I look at all the drawings, poems, songs, and writings you gave me. You are all so amazing and talented!
Thanks for listening to my ramble. Just know. I understand what you are all going through. PTSD, Mental Illness, Medical Issues, sexual abuse, finances, loneliness (no family of friends) and the most recent Stan who CTB. Been there. Done that. Did I leave anything out lol?
I get it, and am here for you. Hopefully, my experience can help others.
As I say every day when I wake up. I am here today. I can't promise about tomorrow. At night when I say my goodnight to Stan, I tell him I made it through the day.
Do I want to die? 24/7, but at this second it is manageable. I cannot say what the next second will bring, which is why I don't take the good seconds for granted.
If you are stressed. Anxious, hearing voices, or are just scared, reach out for help. I'm always here. No need to be shy writing me. This board is absolutely amazing, and there is always someone around who will not judge you.
Again. Thanks for listening. Hopefully this will help someone feel not as alone and someone is also going through it. I'm always here if you need me, or need someone to talk to... or just listen.
Lots of love everyone