Please read this powerful story of survival and ongoing recovery from PTSD written and lived by Bipolar Lili
I didn’t retire from law enforcement, but I worked the job long enough to bare the internal scars. I loved my job and I did it well. I was passionate about ensuring people got the help they needed and knew what the next step was. I treated everyone with respect.
I believed it was better to communicate and take the extra time than to rush through a call or investigation. When I arrived on scene, it was usually that person’s worse day; especially when I worked in the homicide unit. I have witnessed and absorbed more trauma than I should have. Death walked with me everywhere I went. After a while dealing with death seemed easier than dealing with life.
I excelled at work, yet failed in my home life. I could easily identify and counsel abused women at work, but didn’t recognize it in myself. I thought it was…
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September 4, 2020 at 12:41 pm
Lili’s story is like so many other stories of women trapped in an abusive relationship. We blame ourselves for making a bad choice. We blame our abusive partners. We rarely consider that the society within which we live and grow creates the conditions for all the dysfunction and mayhem we face in our daily lives.
September 4, 2020 at 8:51 pm
Good point Rosaliene. So much work to do….