more like a memory that i have kept to myself for a long time. these types of memories are really starting to bother me. anyways, when i was in sixth grade, i was really good friends with this girl named melissa. i was at her house one day, and we heard a gunshot right outside the door. melissas mom ran outside, but melissas aunt came in the door telling us not to go outside. she was splattered with blood. we went out the door. her uncle was on the ground, and you couldnt even see his face because of the gunshot in his head. it was a horrible thing to see. the gun was on the ground, his wife had killed him. actually im not quite sure if that was his wife, it might have been his girlfriend or something, but melissa always referred to her as her aunt. all this happened in her front yard. anyways, she went to jail. shes still there. i went to the funeral, and you could still see where the bullet hole was. i havent told anyone this. i dunno, i guess im still sort of creeped out by it.
man i can't even stand looking at pictures of blown up heads on rotten.com, i couldn't imagine seeing it in real life....that would just...ahh....destroy me.
have you had counselling or anything for it? something like that could really mess a person up if they didnt deal with it. someone i know might have witnessed a murder when she was a kid, noone really knows where she was when it happened. a lot of people think that she was under the couch in the room that it happened. she has some partial fragments of memory of what happened, but she was pretty young at the time, so she's not sure if she was really there, or if it's the accumulation of stories that she's heard about the murder that she remembers. anyways, she's started counselling about it.
no counseling. ive dealt with it, im fine. you people are the only people i have ever told besides the people that already knew.
for some people post traumatic stress can show up years and years after the event. hell, i've considering going for counselling about the murder that i mentioned above, and i wasnt even anywhere near where it happened. things like that can have a ripple effect in people's lives.
i have plenty of traumatic stress from other things that have affected me more personally. its hopless. no therapy.
