I don't get this PTSD, as in "I'm so incapacitated I can't hold a job and I'm not responsible to my actions.
Bullshit. I had a shitty childhood with mentally ill abusive parents and foster homes and shelters. I don't think God "punished me", although I absolutely believe He helped me though it. I guess I could waste my life dwelling on it and asking why and feeling self-pity, but wtf is that going to do for me? It is in the past, I had no control over it and certainly can't go back and fix it. What I can control and fix is my present and future, so that is where my focus lies. And I sure as hell know right from wrong. And I sure as hell can hold a job, be a parent and spouse and a good citizen. Yes, sometimes something will trigger a bad memory or bad association. I just acknowledge it, tell myself it happened, you survived it, it is over. Time to move along.
That's the difference between a conservative and a lefty. A conservative says, "Life may have sucked, but I'm going to do what I can to improve it," and moves on. A lefty wallows in the shit and treats the shit as their own hot tub, to wallow around until
someone yanks them out of it by their ears.
H5, BTW. Also, one of the reasons I love the DUmpster is this--when
I think that
my life might have dealt me a deuce when I was pulling for an inside straight, I go here and can see examples of idiots who have been through a lot less (the DUmpster dwellers) and a
lot worse (other Cavers, as it turns out), and how they have responded/reacted. I use those examples as 'learning experiences.' It works wonders.
ETA: My brother just went through an experience where he was promoted into a co-CFO position at one of the local auto conglomerates around here. He kept having to stay until late at night (10-11 PM was normal) and to go in on weekends. So, he asked the CEO for some help. Not only did the CEO refuse, he told my brother that he had to teain his replacement. What did my brother do? He got busy and looked for something. Well, after the CEO told him that he wanted my brother to stay on until Labor Day (another month-and-a-half), my brother went out and found a new position. Yeah, he has to commute an hour-and-a-half one way to get there, but he
took charge of his destiny, rather than
wallow in shit. (I hate to say this, because of sibling rivalry and all, but I'm proud of him. He's inspiring.)