Re: Chang's issues with female police officers (Everyone)
Hey there, you may not know who I am, but I'll tell a story about what happened to me today.
I woke up this morning and had coffee, as usual. Well, there was something that was unusual. I felt like I had been dropped off on the island where Lord Of The Flies took place.
So after coffee, Todo and I went for our morning walk. I love Todo to pieces, he is the most precious dog I've ever met, and I've had dogs since I was five.
Most of our walk is on property my wife and I own, yet I no longer leave my house without a 9 mm Glock at my side. I've added the pistol as part of my walk ever since the SECOND time I was attacked on my own property, by the same PSYCHOPATH.
As a matter of fact, I wear it when I mow the lawn, because of the Monster Next Door. You might think you understand how I feel, but you don't. Not until it happens to you. Part of my life was taken away that day I was pummeled on our front lawn.
And one of the scariest things that happened that day was the look on my wife's face, when I was finally able to extricate myself from the lawn. I was afraid she was going to have a heart attack. I was nearly killed, and she watched these two monsters beating me like I was Rodney King at an LA Police Rally.
So anyway, Todo and I went for our walk, little Fee Fee (I guess that would be Fifi for you lucky folks in France) Fee Fee is an amazing little Maine Coon Cat, she is like an angel to Jackie and I. Her mother Foo Fee usually tags along, but she stays back closer to our home. I think of her as our Gate Keeper. she's a gray cat, probably part coon, and as much as I love her, I'm afraid of her, she is so powerful.
So we walk about a quarter mile, turn around and walk home. Today, as we approached the camp road we live on, there was a blonde lady staring at us, from atop the knoll. She lives in the Crack House, where the Monsters Next Door live. Where they party. Where they sell drugs. Where he abuses his girlfriends daughter.
But it wasn't that I saw a lady that scared me, it was the fact that she was going to start calling me names, like oh so many times before. Or she might just flip me the bird. Or....she might call the police and tell them a lie. Its happened at least twenty times, if it happened once. My stomach felt sick, I started panicking, and I hurried home. We made it home safely, and I fed Todo, same as always. But during that panicky period, I remembered what Dr Mierhofer told me. When I first met him (he's the psychologist) I told him my doctors said I was suffering from PTSD. We spoke for a while, and he said its not PTSD, you are facing the trauma on a daily basis. PTSD is what happened to the young men that were shipped to Viet Nam, and came home and were unable to function as young men anymore.
He came to the conclusion that the only solution was for me to move away, or, ideally, for the Monster Next Door to move away. I felt brave, "I'm not moving" I told him. I mentioned this to Jackie, and she felt the same way. Well, the long and short of it is, I want to move. No, I have to move. Jackie's still not real fond of the idea, but she see's the writing on the wall. The one big reason she's not fond of moving, is I built our new home around a garden. Its circled with large rocks. Jack's got some Irish in her, she loves rocks (so do I) she even built a beautiful rock wall at our last place (the house the sociopaths are renting). She was lifting rocks I couldn't think about lifting. I helped her once or twice, and was nearly crippled, trying to keep up with her. She's 5'-5" and maybe 115 lbs.
Back to the garden, its a pretty large area, with a crushed stone walk down the middle, small stone stackings she's made, that defy gravity. She has a few gnomes, a statue of one of the Saints (the one that looked over the animals) and a neat little vegetable garden off to the back of the left side. She loves to garden. Its her passion, her therapy. And its completely surround with large rocks. But she's willing to give it up, to avoid the harassment, the terrorizing, the constant stealing of our belongings. The last thing they stole was the outboard motor off of our boat. The police ask them if they take it, they say 'no', case closed. Same thing with the three cats they murdered. Suffice it to say, the list of wrong-doings is endless, and we know it won't stop.
So back to the PTSD, after feeding Todo, I head to my computer, and googled 'PTSD'. Then I realized what was going on, or at least I think I did. Here's part of what I found:
PTSD can occur at any age. It can follow a natural disaster such as a flood or fire, or events such as:
Assault
Domestic abuse
Prison stay
Rape
Terrorism
War
PTSD
Last reviewed: March 5, 2011.
Post-traumatic stress disorder is a type of anxiety disorder. It can occur after you've seen or experienced a traumatic event that involved the threat of injury or death.
Causes, incidence, and risk factors
PTSD can occur at any age. It can follow a natural disaster such as a flood or fire, or events such as:
Assault
Domestic abuse
Prison stay
Rape
Terrorism
War
For example, the terrorist attacks of September 11, 2001 may have caused PTSD in some people who were involved, in people who saw the disaster, and in people who lost relatives and friends.
Veterans returning home from a war often have PTSD.
The cause of PTSD is unknown. Psychological, genetic, physical, and social factors are involved. PTSD changes the body's response to stress. It affects the stress hormones and chemicals that carry information between the nerves (neurotransmitters).
It is not known why traumatic events cause PTSD in some people but not others. Having a history of trauma may increase your risk for getting PTSD after a recent traumatic event.
Symptoms of PTSD fall into three main categories:
1. "Reliving" the event, which disturbs day-to-day activity
Flashback episodes, where the event seems to be happening again and again
Repeated upsetting memories of the event
Repeated nightmares of the event
Strong, uncomfortable reactions to situations that remind you of the event
2. Avoidance
Emotional "numbing," or feeling as though you don't care about anything
Feeling detached
Being unable to remember important aspects of the trauma
Having a lack of interest in normal activities
Showing less of your moods
Avoiding places, people, or thoughts that remind you of the event
Feeling like you have no future
3. Arousal
Difficulty concentrating
Startling easily
Having an exaggerated response to things that startle you
Feeling more aware (hypervigilance)
Feeling irritable or having outbursts of anger
Having trouble falling or staying asleep
You might feel guilt about the event (including "survivor guilt"). You might also have some of the following symptoms, which are typical of anxiety, stress, and tension:
Agitation or excitability
Dizziness
Fainting
Feeling your heart beat in your chest
Headache
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I experience, or have in the past, more than a couple of these symptoms, but while I was trying to respond to all the posts yesterday, more than once I was accused of having no empathy. As some of you may remember, after thinking about it, I wrote that I was probably 'desensitized' to the point that it was true, I may not be able to feel some things, and sure enough, under Symptoms, the second category is AVOIDENCE, and the first symptom under AVOIDENCE, is this:
"Emotional "numbing," or feeling as though you don't care about anything"
So perhaps I did learn a thing or two about myself, and I think I learned a thing or two about human nature. And its not too far removed from the "Lord Of The Flies" scenario that I mentioned earlier.
I really think people were feeding off the frenzy of each other, 'Paper Sharks' if you will. People were saying things that I was surprised to see, here at SOTT.
Things were being mis-interpreted, repeated so many times they appeared to be true, even if they weren't (Joseph Goebbels Effect).
I was seeing things from Super Moderators that I was actually shocked by.
But the one thing that kept me going, was from the one lofty soul amongst us:
"Chang, you need to be reading "Caricature of Love"."
No judgements rendered, no name-calling. Just something being offered that would help me move forward. Could anyone ask for anything more?
Chang