Originally Posted by DRTRCR22

Yep, no question you have been there Brian... you only touched on the tip of iceberg of symptoms how tell a real cop who has been-there-done-that-bought-the-tee-shirt-doesn't-want-to-go-back...

When you walk in on a severly decomposing body, or a burnt body, you will never forget it... not forgetting the numerous autopsies you had to closely photograph while the pathologist was digging the bullets out the stomach and brains and lungs...

They wonder why you are constanly looking around you 360* like you lost your child or something... and why you are contantly staring and calculating that very strange dude over there...

When a door slams shut and you jump for cover and draw your weapon you purposely left at home so you don't accidentally pull it...

When you have to go into Walmart crowds of rude shoving pushy mean people and you start having flashbacks of the huge bar fight you were trying to break up just before you got hit over the head with a wiskey bottle, and it is everything you can do to not start throwing people to the ground with a full arm-bar takedown...

Why you slowly and carefully peek around and into the bank doors before you go in to conduct business, with the hair standing up on the back of your neck, from the repeat nightmare of the hot robbery call that went wrong...

Should we go on...? NO there is not enough room on here to cover 21 years of drama, besides I am practicing hard to become normal again and talking about it doesn't help...

But again, this thread is about the innocent victim children who had no idea what danger they were in by their very own mother, and how crazy horrible this world has gotten, so everyone please be very cognisant of the clues around you... Jim Boutelle CPD Lt 301 retired...

Originally Posted by DRTRCR22

Yep, no question you have been there Brian... you only touched on the tip of iceberg of symptoms how tell a real cop who has been-there-done-that-bought-the-tee-shirt-doesn't-want-to-go-back...

When you walk in on a severly decomposing body, or a burnt body, you will never forget it... not forgetting the numerous autopsies you had to closely photograph while the pathologist was digging the bullets out the stomach and brains and lungs...

They wonder why you are constanly looking around you 360* like you lost your child or something... and why you are contantly staring and calculating that very strange dude over there...

When a door slams shut and you jump for cover and draw your weapon you purposely left at home so you don't accidentally pull it...

When you have to go into Walmart crowds of rude shoving pushy mean people and you start having flashbacks of the huge bar fight you were trying to break up just before you got hit over the head with a wiskey bottle, and it is everything you can do to not start throwing people to the ground with a full arm-bar takedown...

Why you slowly and carefully peek around and into the bank doors before you go in to conduct business, with the hair standing up on the back of your neck, from the repeat nightmare of the hot robbery call that went wrong...

Should we go on...? NO there is not enough room on here to cover 21 years of drama, besides I am practicing hard to become normal again and talking about it doesn't help...

But again, this thread is about the innocent victim children who had no idea what danger they were in by their very own mother, and how crazy horrible this world has gotten, so everyone please be very cognisant of the clues around you... Jim Boutelle CPD Lt 301 retired...