I haven’t really talked much about the events of four months ago, but I did meet with a psychologist recently (not in her professional capacity, I hasten to add) and she told me that it was entirely possible that I could have mild Post Traumatic Stress Disorder over the whole missed concert thing.
Mild, I suppose, because in missing the concert, at least I didn’t see friends blown up or shot dead like some soldiers may have done for example, but she pointed out that this was a traumatic event and said that all too often people write these things off while they are actually having a lasting and detrimental (no pun intended) effect on them. If I recognised any of the signs or symptoms of PTSD, then I should probably seek some sort of therapy.
Lesson one: One should never look up warning signs and symptoms of any disorder on the internet. Now I have PTSD about the time that I looked up symptoms of PTSD on the internet.
Here are a few of those signs and symptoms that I not only recognise, but have now welcomed into my life as friends:
- Intrusive, upsetting memories of the event (Actually yes. Good guess, Sherlock.)
- Feelings of intense distress when reminded of the trauma (ARGH!)
- Avoiding activities, places, thoughts, or feelings that remind you of the trauma (I haven’t listened to an a-ha song in 4 months. Seriously.)
- Guilt, shame, or self-blame (should I have tried to get to Manchester instead of to Gatwick?)
- Substance abuse (I’m guessing they mean Milk Stout)
Did you see that third one? 4 months without an a-ha song. Madness. (And by that I mean it’s crazy that I haven’t listened to it, not that I’ve started listening to 80’s ska or anything).
Time to move on, I feel. So I put my big boy pants on and pre-ordered this – the CD and DVD box set of the concert I never got to see – from CD WOW.
*deep breath*
So it’s make or break time.
Not just for me, but for SAB as well.
Their Milk Stout department are teetering on the edge of oblivion.
Which, I guess, could lead to a certain amount of PTSD amongst their employees.
Followed the links back to your Flickr set in the snow. I suppose it’s fair to say it was quite traumatic. I don’t think SAB need worry too much given events aconnected with BDTBL. It’ll be bottle hitting time one way or another, celebrating a miracle or drowning sorrows, the latter I fear.
Man…I was going to get that for you…got e-mailed today that I could pre-order….damn! Missed the concert and missed seeing you…
…and missed getting this for you! Could it get any worse?