Growing up, i first heard the word PTSD(post traumatic stress disorder) in American military movies and all...
But that term always sounded funny, even the idea of ptsd looked absurd to me...

I wondered how a soldier could suffer a thing as this just by going to war and fighting. I couldn't just create a logical connection between the soldier's battle experience and his ptsd syndrome in those movies.

But my reasoning changed when i had an encounter with the Nigeria police force or SARS as we all know them as.

On this fateful day, i accompanied a friend of mine to buy his new phone.
We had earlier met a seller here on Nairaland selling the phone (second hand).
We met at a popular junction and just as we were inspecting the phone, from nowhere, 3-5 fierce looking men just gripped my hands with that of my friend, including the seller and instantly directed us to a bus.

The intense fear that gripped me ehn, i just cannot explain. In as much as i was afraid, everything still looked like a movie.
I mean, i have been hearing about this sarz thing, but i never imagined it could happen to me..

With fear in my heart, we entered the bus, i was able gain my composure back after 2mins or so...
They asked for my phone ( meanwhile, i was still holding the phone of the seller, coz i was testing it when they grabbed us), i gave them my phone. They check my mail and WhatsApp an found nothing, they asked for my i.d card, i produced it..
They saw it was intact.

Then they asked about the seller phone, i told them i and my friend were inspecting the phone for purchase when they grabbed us..

They said itz a lie, that we are buying stolen phone. ( I think they myt have actually allowed my friend and i go, if not for the seller phone with me).

As i tried explaining how i met the seller here on on Nairaland they shut me up and even threatened to shoot us. The fear came back again.

That's how they bundled us into the bus o..and told the driver to head to station..

At that point my head was spinning, i felt caged, it was a very scary feeling...i felt my freedom taken from me...

In the bus, they started telling us how we were buying a stolen phone(phone that we haven't paid for o).
Saying it is a very criminal offence to buy a second hand phone. Hearing this, the fear in me trippled...
I then resorted to pleading, even my friend was already crying..
They scared us more by telling us the big amount of money our parents would pay for bail..

We drove for over 45mins, and as we were about getting to the station, they asked for bribe...
Mind you, i was happy to hear this, i didn't want to enter the station at all.
There, we negotiated and eventually sorted them out.

Bt since then, the fear i felt that day has been living with me, when i see a policeman or hear a siren.
It is like I'm relieving the experience again...
The first week after the incidence was torture...i couldn't get that fearful feeling off my mind..

Right now, i have been able to relate better with the PTSD experience soldiers experience.

Even going out now seem difficult...i always imagine them stopping me again and relieving the whole fearful experience again...

I hope it gets better..maybe later in life, i would go see a psychologist...

Maybe sharing this would actually make me feel better, i do not know...

Is it really real though or some mental stuff

Vyzz:
Is it really real though or some mental stuff

But why are you like this? Someone narrated an experience that could kill someone with high blood pressure and you are asking whether if it was real or mental.... no it is kolomental

Ekejoestar:

But why are you like this? Someone narrated an experience that could kill someone with high blood pressure and you are asking whether if it was real or mental.... no it is kolomental

I didn't mean to be like this..... Maybe I haven't felt such amount of fear before....

Vyzz:
Is it really real though or some mental stuff

Very real bro...

Lol, na popo we and dey fight for my hood on a daily..

But hey, all those movie shiits are real..

Something happened to me yesterday..

I couldn't believe I would be looking at a boy my age or below bully and headbut me just because I was at fault..

I usually think all those gang and terrorist movies where one will.surrender his guns and let him be executed in cold blood without fighting back..

Mehn this shits are real..

I don't have strength to type what happened but I penned down everything in my diary at my profile..

Shiits are real bro and I believe you to the chore..

How about going for a counselling?

PTSD is real. While in the university many years ago I was robbed in my off campus accommodation by 5 heavily armed guys. It took me years to come out of the shock from that incident. Always getting jittery when I hear loud noises at night, always locking the doors at anytime of the day, while driving always looking at my side mirrors to make sure no one is trailing me.

PTSD is a horrible condition that I wouldn't wish on my enemy.

its real...anything mental is serious because u hardly can control it...wish u well my gee

seankafor:
Lol, na popo we and dey fight for my hood on a daily..

But hey, all those movie shiits are real..

Something happened to me yesterday..

I couldn't believe I would be looking at a boy my age or below bully and headbut me just because I was at fault..

I usually think all those gang and terrorist movies where one will.surrender his guns and let him be executed in cold blood without fighting back..

Mehn this shits are real..

I don't have strength to type what happened but I penned down everything in my diary at my profile..

Shiits are real bro and I believe you to the chore..

How about going for a counselling?

Sure bro... I'm considering it...mayb after this covid interstate lockdown

paulolee:
its real...anything mental is serious because u hardly can control it...wish u well my gee

Thanks bro

GODPUNISHUNA:
PTSD is real. While in the university many years ago I was robbed in my off campus accommodation by 5 heavily armed guys. It took me years to come out of the shock from that incident. Always getting jittery when I hear loud noises at night, always locking the doors at anytime of the day, while driving always looking at my side mirrors to make sure no one is trailing me.

PTSD is a horrible condition that I wouldn't wish on my enemy.

Itz very real... Sometimes at night before sleeping, my mind still uncontrollably flash back to that day...and that feeling of fear just rushes back

My robbery experiences (i shared it here on my profile), live gun, axe and sword pointed at me got me chronic fear, that I have phobia for noise and fight. Yesterday my sisters were arguing in the sitting room while I was in my room, come and see how I was panting, I don't know when I jumped up from bed to go see what was happening, funny enough they were just joking around, I got really angry buh I hide it. Every threat or argument bring back that memory.

When I see someone walking by holding cutlass I'd wait and let him pass. Little things shadows me with fear rn since that experience

callmeRichie:
My robbery experiences (i shared it here on my profile), live gun, axe and sword pointed at me got me chronic fear, that I have phobia for noise and fight. Yesterday my sisters were arguing in the sitting room while I was in my room, come and see how I was panting, I don't know when I jumped up from bed to go see what was happening, funny enough they were just joking around, I got really angry buh I hide it. Every threat or argument bring back that memory.

When I see someone walking by holding cutlass I'd wait and let him pass. Little things shadows me with fear rn since that experience