I'm wondering if anybody else has PTSD from being in 23-hour lockdown (administrative segregation, not solitary confinement but close). I was just a number in the system, a bored, poor person that got drunk and spraypainted a building saying "fuck war 4 oil" and it happened to be a federal building. It was an impulsive decision that, short version, ended up in me being a number among a bunch of hardcore prisoners who didn't like me and I ended up in a cell 23 hours a day for 6 weeks.
This was over 6 years ago and it still bothers me. I can still feel the similar overwhelming and paranoid emotions that I had when I first got released. The past 6 years have sorta been a blur and I have lacked focus and motivation to take care of myself well. I saw on Hamilton's Pharmacopeia last night about people taking Ketamine to treat depression, along with LSD, ecstasy, mushrooms, etc, are all known to provide some relief from PTSD. I have considered applying for social security disability so I can focus on my general health and have a cushion to work on getting better educated so I can get a better job.
The arrest occurred when I was 27 and I have been homeless on and off since then. Some people can handle being homeless but the stress and social anxiety makes it difficult and unfulfilling. Life has gotten really hard since then. A lot of old friends have stopped talking to me, and when I used to be able to find housing on craigslist easily, all of a sudden the housing market became impossible and all I ever found was dead ends.
A few months ago my parents petitioned to put me into a psychiatric hospital because I was so angry at my Dad for complaining about the money he gave me because I felt I had no control over my financial situation and was just trying to get back on track and establish myself. You know, why kick me when I am already down? I started making violent threats and it just felt good. Like, I know it's not normal to have these violent thoughts, but I thought "my parents will understand that the PTSD from jail gives me violent and excessively angry thoughts. It's no big deal" but they didn't understand and I'm not sure even the psychiatrists understood because they gave me a high dose shot (not a pill) of Invega, an anti-psychotic that gave me long term erectile dysfunction (gone now, thank god) for several months, also made it so I could barely walk and had achy, tense muscles that would barely work - I turned into an old man. And they treated my case pretty seriously and I was in there for 2 weeks. this was traumatic as was the few times I have been in jail since the Utah case - 2-3 weeks in LA and orange county for driving on a suspended license, SEVEN weeks on an old charge that I didn't finish probation on in Las Vegas (petty theft), ...
I think the Invega has made me more intense. I used to be able to sleep in my car but now I am lonely and cry more often (random crying is a symptom of PTSD) and try to talk to or hang out with my parents a lot. They won't let me stay overnight at their house and put me in a nearby motel instead because my Dad has a hard time sleeping if I walk around at night, but after being neglected for several years it kinda makes me feel like unwanted trash after being kicked out of several southern california hostels for no reason and asked to leave the Dallas hostel (jeez, I like hostels but they hate me!)... It seems like the majority of people I meet know something about me and generally dislike me, especially people in my hometown and girls my age. It just feels ironic to me that life has gotten so much harder when I am much less able to cope with it. It seems there is no sympathy for me or my situation. Maybe it's just because I am older now and people are nicer to younger people? I know this sounds weird, but when you have no friends (lacking a social life and general support) and continue to meet people that treat you bad, it's really easy to get down on yourself.
My hometown sucks though so that's not surprising.
I smoke weed as often as possible to deal with the mental pain that PTSD causes as well as the insomnia. I would describe it as similar to depression, minus the sadness. I have looked at the research which shows anger and "psychosis" as symptoms. But the lack of research about solitary confinement is even more disturbing. Just as an aside, I think my parents' neighbor whose a retired cop gave my parents a book on dealing with a child's psychosis. He's a smalltown cop, super nice guy. So I think they understand.
I've also been taking an anti-depressant since I was 15 - so I already had general clinical depression issues. So maybe all of this is harder for me than somebody who was not already dealing with a mild mental illness. It used to be mild, but now it's medium or hot, depending on the day and time of day, my mood can change, sorta like being bipolar.
Maybe I should start an online support group or something. There's support groups for PTSD, just a few, very few, but I think if I was a **veteran** (maybe hang out at veteran support groups?) I could find a lot more help and empathy. People generally have no comment when I talk about this issue. Nobody can relate because most people have not been to jail. Just the first 2-3 days in the holding tanks is kinda like torture.
I went to alcoholics anonymous and it convinced me to cut back on drinking and I no longer use it as a solution to anxiety or helping me sleep.
I also went to NAMI, the national alliance on mental illness. Everybody makes mistakes and anybody can catch a mental illness, so fuck the stigma on mental health or criminal records. I don't even really consider my charges as real crime, just petty stuff. The theft is what I am most ashamed of. Not for the damage to property - the consequences never met the severity of the crime on the 2 times I was arrested for property damage.
In case you forgot, the criminal justice system is predatory, racist money scam. I feel so sad knowing we could do much better for all Americans but the system is nearly impossible to change at this point.
Please don't put me down or criticize me. These are like life and death issues - did the jailers ruin my life? Maybe. I'll never be the same. Just looking for anybody that can relate or knows somebody that can relate.
Listening to midwest barncore makes me feel better though
This was over 6 years ago and it still bothers me. I can still feel the similar overwhelming and paranoid emotions that I had when I first got released. The past 6 years have sorta been a blur and I have lacked focus and motivation to take care of myself well. I saw on Hamilton's Pharmacopeia last night about people taking Ketamine to treat depression, along with LSD, ecstasy, mushrooms, etc, are all known to provide some relief from PTSD. I have considered applying for social security disability so I can focus on my general health and have a cushion to work on getting better educated so I can get a better job.
The arrest occurred when I was 27 and I have been homeless on and off since then. Some people can handle being homeless but the stress and social anxiety makes it difficult and unfulfilling. Life has gotten really hard since then. A lot of old friends have stopped talking to me, and when I used to be able to find housing on craigslist easily, all of a sudden the housing market became impossible and all I ever found was dead ends.
A few months ago my parents petitioned to put me into a psychiatric hospital because I was so angry at my Dad for complaining about the money he gave me because I felt I had no control over my financial situation and was just trying to get back on track and establish myself. You know, why kick me when I am already down? I started making violent threats and it just felt good. Like, I know it's not normal to have these violent thoughts, but I thought "my parents will understand that the PTSD from jail gives me violent and excessively angry thoughts. It's no big deal" but they didn't understand and I'm not sure even the psychiatrists understood because they gave me a high dose shot (not a pill) of Invega, an anti-psychotic that gave me long term erectile dysfunction (gone now, thank god) for several months, also made it so I could barely walk and had achy, tense muscles that would barely work - I turned into an old man. And they treated my case pretty seriously and I was in there for 2 weeks. this was traumatic as was the few times I have been in jail since the Utah case - 2-3 weeks in LA and orange county for driving on a suspended license, SEVEN weeks on an old charge that I didn't finish probation on in Las Vegas (petty theft), ...
I think the Invega has made me more intense. I used to be able to sleep in my car but now I am lonely and cry more often (random crying is a symptom of PTSD) and try to talk to or hang out with my parents a lot. They won't let me stay overnight at their house and put me in a nearby motel instead because my Dad has a hard time sleeping if I walk around at night, but after being neglected for several years it kinda makes me feel like unwanted trash after being kicked out of several southern california hostels for no reason and asked to leave the Dallas hostel (jeez, I like hostels but they hate me!)... It seems like the majority of people I meet know something about me and generally dislike me, especially people in my hometown and girls my age. It just feels ironic to me that life has gotten so much harder when I am much less able to cope with it. It seems there is no sympathy for me or my situation. Maybe it's just because I am older now and people are nicer to younger people? I know this sounds weird, but when you have no friends (lacking a social life and general support) and continue to meet people that treat you bad, it's really easy to get down on yourself.
My hometown sucks though so that's not surprising.
I smoke weed as often as possible to deal with the mental pain that PTSD causes as well as the insomnia. I would describe it as similar to depression, minus the sadness. I have looked at the research which shows anger and "psychosis" as symptoms. But the lack of research about solitary confinement is even more disturbing. Just as an aside, I think my parents' neighbor whose a retired cop gave my parents a book on dealing with a child's psychosis. He's a smalltown cop, super nice guy. So I think they understand.
I've also been taking an anti-depressant since I was 15 - so I already had general clinical depression issues. So maybe all of this is harder for me than somebody who was not already dealing with a mild mental illness. It used to be mild, but now it's medium or hot, depending on the day and time of day, my mood can change, sorta like being bipolar.
Maybe I should start an online support group or something. There's support groups for PTSD, just a few, very few, but I think if I was a **veteran** (maybe hang out at veteran support groups?) I could find a lot more help and empathy. People generally have no comment when I talk about this issue. Nobody can relate because most people have not been to jail. Just the first 2-3 days in the holding tanks is kinda like torture.
I went to alcoholics anonymous and it convinced me to cut back on drinking and I no longer use it as a solution to anxiety or helping me sleep.
I also went to NAMI, the national alliance on mental illness. Everybody makes mistakes and anybody can catch a mental illness, so fuck the stigma on mental health or criminal records. I don't even really consider my charges as real crime, just petty stuff. The theft is what I am most ashamed of. Not for the damage to property - the consequences never met the severity of the crime on the 2 times I was arrested for property damage.
In case you forgot, the criminal justice system is predatory, racist money scam. I feel so sad knowing we could do much better for all Americans but the system is nearly impossible to change at this point.
Please don't put me down or criticize me. These are like life and death issues - did the jailers ruin my life? Maybe. I'll never be the same. Just looking for anybody that can relate or knows somebody that can relate.
Listening to midwest barncore makes me feel better though
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