USAIRFA1985
Newbie
- Dec 4, 2005
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I don't know where to turn.
I am scared.
I cannot move.
I spend most of my days in bed, all day, every day.
I am not lazy. I cry. All day. Every day.
I have been to see every doctor, every psychiatrist, every GP for a workup, and everything is "normal".
Except me.
One day, I stopped being able to move.
When I think about what may be wrong, my brain screams "PTSD".
I am not even sure what that is. But I do know this-
I lost a good friend on 1493 in Lax.
That seemed to be the trigger.
Then-
A few years of pay cuts and pay cuts and pay cuts and consistent belittling "memos" from certain management, insulting my intelligence. (Yes, should have QUIT right there, but we were "family".)
Then-
People I knew dearly-many, many of my fellow employees-kept dying unnatural deaths.
I attended lots of funerals.
Perhaps it's because on 9/11, not only did I live 1/4 mile from the Pentagon, and hear the screams and smell the smoke-but I lost another friend that day on #93 in Pittsburgh (God, it's a small world in the industry, isn't it?)
Perhaps it's because I worked so hard for so many years, and went through so much sh** for this company for so many years (and won awards, by the way, for being "best of the best" yada yada yada...<rolls eyes>) only to be told I was now to pick up garbage and snot rags.
Perhaps it's because the company's ultimate insult was to accuse my dedicated work group of Flight Attendants in the Press, who had SERVED THE COMPANY DUTIFULLY for MANY years of "calling in sick" over Christmas in PHL and THEN asking for free help.....
Oh, I dunno, perhaps it was Siegal's insulting video.
Perhaps it was Rakesh and Wolf raping the coffers, demanding even MORE pay cuts, then leaving with golden parachutes prior to leaving the company in Banktrupcy.
Twice.
Perhaps it was the two pilots I knew who left their families with excellent insurance policies because it was more money than their retirement after being turned over to the PBGC.
Well, we'll negate the fact that they had to put a gun to their heads and blow their heads off to provide a future for their families.
Oh, I dunno. Do I sound disturbed?
EAP? LOL Joke.
Psychiatrists? Tried EVERY SINGLE ONE. None yet that can help.
Medication? Tried EVERY SINGLE ONE of those too.
Kinda gets expensive when you have NO INCOME.
So. Sorry. I do not want to be a SOB STORY.
But I have not been able to MOVE in about one year. I know it sounds ridiculous, but I cannot even fill out a disability form.
I have serious issues with 9/11. I have serious issues with the company. Things I haven't even said.
I want to GET UP.
I want to LIVE AGAIN.
Is it possible to have PTSD without having been directly involved in "incidents", but yet, fully "involved" in the industry?
Has ANYONE ELSE lived this HELL and comeout the other end?
What did you do?
Help me DEAL.
ANY AND ALL REPLIES ABSOLUTELY CONFIDENTIAL.
I am scared.
I cannot move.
I spend most of my days in bed, all day, every day.
I am not lazy. I cry. All day. Every day.
I have been to see every doctor, every psychiatrist, every GP for a workup, and everything is "normal".
Except me.
One day, I stopped being able to move.
When I think about what may be wrong, my brain screams "PTSD".
I am not even sure what that is. But I do know this-
I lost a good friend on 1493 in Lax.
That seemed to be the trigger.
Then-
A few years of pay cuts and pay cuts and pay cuts and consistent belittling "memos" from certain management, insulting my intelligence. (Yes, should have QUIT right there, but we were "family".)
Then-
People I knew dearly-many, many of my fellow employees-kept dying unnatural deaths.
I attended lots of funerals.
Perhaps it's because on 9/11, not only did I live 1/4 mile from the Pentagon, and hear the screams and smell the smoke-but I lost another friend that day on #93 in Pittsburgh (God, it's a small world in the industry, isn't it?)
Perhaps it's because I worked so hard for so many years, and went through so much sh** for this company for so many years (and won awards, by the way, for being "best of the best" yada yada yada...<rolls eyes>) only to be told I was now to pick up garbage and snot rags.
Perhaps it's because the company's ultimate insult was to accuse my dedicated work group of Flight Attendants in the Press, who had SERVED THE COMPANY DUTIFULLY for MANY years of "calling in sick" over Christmas in PHL and THEN asking for free help.....
Oh, I dunno, perhaps it was Siegal's insulting video.
Perhaps it was Rakesh and Wolf raping the coffers, demanding even MORE pay cuts, then leaving with golden parachutes prior to leaving the company in Banktrupcy.
Twice.
Perhaps it was the two pilots I knew who left their families with excellent insurance policies because it was more money than their retirement after being turned over to the PBGC.
Well, we'll negate the fact that they had to put a gun to their heads and blow their heads off to provide a future for their families.
Oh, I dunno. Do I sound disturbed?
EAP? LOL Joke.
Psychiatrists? Tried EVERY SINGLE ONE. None yet that can help.
Medication? Tried EVERY SINGLE ONE of those too.
Kinda gets expensive when you have NO INCOME.
So. Sorry. I do not want to be a SOB STORY.
But I have not been able to MOVE in about one year. I know it sounds ridiculous, but I cannot even fill out a disability form.
I have serious issues with 9/11. I have serious issues with the company. Things I haven't even said.
I want to GET UP.
I want to LIVE AGAIN.
Is it possible to have PTSD without having been directly involved in "incidents", but yet, fully "involved" in the industry?
Has ANYONE ELSE lived this HELL and comeout the other end?
What did you do?
Help me DEAL.
ANY AND ALL REPLIES ABSOLUTELY CONFIDENTIAL.