PT-SD is on my mind today. I was trying to look it up in the net to see what was said and it seems it was disappointing to say the least. Nothing much on child PT-SD, having lived it you realize how important it is to have a good memory. Looking back, I see now why I didn't do well with school work.
You see when I am in a stressful situation, I seem to have a mental block and can't remember things. Back in on test days, when I didn't prepared well or have the confidence, I would fail the test. Math, I was fine, History is were I had to remember date and event I failed horribly. I think back about all the teacher's and the understanding they must have had.
5/10/08 Saturday, I got stopped by the Police. I was with a friend that strained a back muscle Friday afternoon. We were headed to the north on Crenshaw, to the Pharmacy to pick up medicine the doctor perscribed. We were laughing quit a bit when the police pased us going south. They flipped a u-turn, without me seeing and caught up to us at the intersection of Redondo Beach Blvd. and Crenshaw Blvd.. We pulled over not really knowing why, but had my faded paint on my 93" Nissan in mind.
The officer asked right away for my license, insurance and registration. I reached into my backpack on my side of the floor board and pulled out my wallet. Opened my wallet and took out my license and that's when I begain to see PT-SD working against me. My wife put some Keflex (red pills) for my colds in my backpack and the police officer seen them. It has got to be the tone of the voice that triggers the PT-SD for me, but I could not tell him for the life me, "what are those red pills were with out looking at them?" Then he started off stressing me more and accusing me of doing drugs. That was my savior, when he disrespected me. I bit my tongue and went on to search for my registration and insurance in the glove box. I think the cops partner saw that I was getting tired of the disrespect, so called him to check my backpack. I had no problem with it, but I was stressed because I couldnt find my current prof of insurance at that point.
What I am trying to say is, people have pleasure in stressing other people out. He seen the stress and he went on and on and with know true understanding.
PS; I don't think he is married, but if he is it probably won't be for long :(. He's under a lot of stress, I know :o)
