happened, PTSD event.
can’t remember worth crap’ blogs, I would like to share how I managed to give a
friend a PTSD event without actually doing anything but talk.
done great harm until many years later when Facebook came to be and we all
reunited electronically. She PM’d about the time we kidnapped a cute guy named
Steve, tossed him into my roomie’s car and drove around for hours before
named Steve and I’m certain my roomie had a car, which I often drove in, but I
had NO recollection of kidnapping cute Steve against his will. However, my
friend did and the guilt of her memories had continued to grow over the years
until it had become a major traumatic event in her life. (While she didn’t say
so in her comment, for such ‘guilt’ to grow, I’m thinking in her memories we
did something more than drive him around
Oklahoma for hours. I’ve no idea what we did, because I’ve no memory of the
matter, I contacted my former roomie and asked her if she remembered us ever
kidnapping Steve. Nope. Then I contacted Steve. Surely he would remember? His
reply: ‘Nope, but sounds like fun.’
thinking we’d be doing something more than driving around town, as well,
because having my roomie drive us about for hours didn’t sound fun at all to
me. She was a terrible driver back then and her constant braking and then
speeding up would make me car sick….or so I remember now.
the alleged victim nor me or my roomie remembers the event at all, I let my
friend know it didn’t happen so she could stop feeling guilty.
angry and assures me it did happen and it altered her life, and goes on about
the pain it has caused her. Then she defriends me.
easily memories could be created, I had no idea what had just happened. Upon
giving the matter more thought, this is what I think happened, but I could be
making it up. Who the hell knows!
were in our dorm room, and I said “wouldn’t it be fun if we kidnapped Steve…”
and then me and my roomie, both being of theatrical natures, created an entire
event of fun things to do with cute Steve.
caught up in our imagination, that it settled in her brain and later when she
recalled it, the part of it being a ‘funny idea’ wasn’t retained, but the
kidnapping was. And thus began the foundation of her PTSD event. And while my
brain said, ‘You’re just making shit up, I’m not recording any of this’, her
brain said ‘let’s record this. It’s a fascinating event.’
remote place, raising llamas, selling llama sweaters via the internet. I hope,
trauma memory aside, she loves her life, for I recall her being a lovely person
and I feel bad about planting the seed that became her future trauma.
IS TO LOVE YOURSELF
from the war in Iraq, his life has been spiraling out of control. Attempting to
escape his troubles, first he moves to a small town of Denton, Iowa, where he
becomes the sheriff and beats up the local trouble. When that ceases to work,
he seeks peace at a Vermont hunting lodge, where he gets arrested for shooting
fish rather than throwing them a line. After spending five months in a work
camp to pay for his many crimes, he gets out only to discover Carrie is in danger—again. Convinced he’s the only
one who can keep the little Pint Size safe, he rushes back to NYC.
his absence, Mars has turned the Lancaster estate into a sanctuary for injured
vets. Sam agrees to take a test that proves he has Swiss cheese memories that
are inaccurate and dangerous. Even knowing this, his PTSD continues to worsen.
While he’s deemed to be a poor candidate for a new method of self-correction, his
many friends will try anything to save him.
danger shows up at the Sanctuary, Mars gives him a mission to evaluate the potential
threat from certain staff members. On top of his list is Sam’s new girlfriend.
woman. Which was really strange. She was so not his type. “What’s your name?”
that?” Aggie sounded like a mascot for a football team.
should go after the nuns instead.”
raised me. I was evidently too cheerful so they decided to ruin my life with a
he sat on the bed to put on his shoes. “I see they failed. Good for you.”
on the bed beside him. “Could you hurry up? Carlos is really excited for you to
visited him at the Vet’s hospital, Carlos had begged him for a gun so he could
end his life.
up since six, waiting for you to arrive.”
glanced at his watch: 12:05.
jumped up. “Sorry for yelling at you for waking me up. I thought it was early
Aggie petted his curtains. “That’s because your room has thick curtains capable
of blocking the sunlight. Oddly, all the staff members have sheer curtains so
the sun can wake us up very early, even on our days off.” Then she headed out
finished tying his tennis shoes. She was already twenty feet down the hall,
requiring him to jog to catch up with her long legged stride. Once beside her,
he asked, “I gather you’re not happy working here?”
think that?” she asked and turned down another hallway which had not existed
when Sam used to live here.
place, and the people. I’d just appreciate heavier curtains on my days off.”
Mars?” Sam stared about, recognizing nothing. How could Mars change so much in
so little time?
curtain’s density didn’t seem something to bring up to the busiest man alive. I
did mention it to my boss, but he didn’t see any reason to escalate the matter.
Instead, he suggested I focus on the positives and not go out of my way to find
5 stars – Alves – Amazon
Worst Week Ever. Yes, there is still humor, dry wit, situations that you would
think…NOT AGAIN but this one humanizes Trent more.” 5 stars – Brian’s Mom –
complexities of relationships, good and bad. Again, to me, the book is the best
break up book EVER and it left my heart singing in the end. Best.Book.Ever…
happen which make you laugh outloud.”
hike in fabulous woods every day, rain or shine, sleet or snow. Having an
adventurous nature, she learned to fly small Cessnas in NJ, hang-glide in New
Zealand, kayak in Pennsylvania, ski in New York, scuba dive with great white
sharks in Australia, dig up dinosaur bones in Montana, sky dive in Indiana, and
raft a class four river in Tasmania. She’s an avid gardener, amateur
photographer, and dabbler in watercolors and graphic arts. Yet through her
entire life, her first love has and always will be writing novels. She loves to
create interesting characters, set them loose, and scribe what happens.