'After the accident I couldn’t move on'
After the accident I couldn’t move on. Every moment I was thinking about it, and when I tried to sleep I was dreaming about it. Work became a chore and I didn’t want to see my friends, all I wanted to do was stay at home. But when alone, the accident replayed in my mind, over and over. I thought that nobody could understand and there was no way talking would help. In fact, talking about it was the opposite of what I wanted - I just wanted to forget! Eventually, my wife forced me to see someone. I was getting too snappy at the kids and could never wind down.
The first few sessions were hard, but somehow my clinical psychologist seemed to understand. She explained to me what was happening in my body and in my mind, and reassured me that what felt like madness was actually my brain’s response to the accident.
I learned how to slow down in my mind and how to make sense of what was happening to me. Over time, I began to sleep. The nightmares stopped and I was enjoying spending time with the kids. One day, I was out with my friends and realized I was just there, appreciating the sunshine and the good company.
The terror that I thought would never leave me was gone.