I had the day off of work that day and was calmly sat on my sofa reading a book with BBC1 on the TV in the corner on quiet. It took a couple of seconds to bring my head up from the book to see the emergecy news report which had cut into the program which had been on. It was literally seconds before the second plane hit which was broadcast live on BBC1 here in the UK.
I watched it unfold on my own in the house as my other half was at his office. I watched in disbelief as the BBC broadcast the most horrible images I had ever seen in my life. I knew that thousands of people were suffering and I was watching that suffering live on my television. I couldn't get my mind around what I was watching. And later I watched those towers fall and those buildings falling changed my life completely.
That evening was the start of a massive nervous breakdown which took me over a year to recover from. That evening the world didn't know if it was over. The BBC coverage was continuous until late evening with re-runs of the planes and the buildings falling.
I remember going into a sort of shock, numb to all the images yet all the while, wanting to scream in terror as I was convinced there were more planes up there just waiting to fall.
The breakdown I had put me into a spiral of depression and panic attacks which took me Prozac and much counselling to get over. I was convinced that the end of the world was just around the corner and it was just a matter of time.
I'm better now, I no longer fear planes in the sky, I no longer think the end of the world will happen any time soon. Yet this week, I can't watch any footage of the twin towers or 9/11 without getting the beginning of a PA. Just reading your heartbreaking story of your 9/11 had my heart racing. But these stories need to be told. People need to record what happened that day.
I was thousands of miles away from New York that day. But throughout my childhood/teenage years I had a poster on my bedroom wall of the NY skyline which included the WTC. Five years ago tomorrow, I was the closest I'd ever get to that beautiful bit of architecture and iconic building.
Thank you for posting this. It has been on my mind all week and I know I shan't sleep that well tonight. But I think I shan't be alone in this.
I watched it unfold on my own in the house as my other half was at his office. I watched in disbelief as the BBC broadcast the most horrible images I had ever seen in my life. I knew that thousands of people were suffering and I was watching that suffering live on my television. I couldn't get my mind around what I was watching. And later I watched those towers fall and those buildings falling changed my life completely.
That evening was the start of a massive nervous breakdown which took me over a year to recover from. That evening the world didn't know if it was over. The BBC coverage was continuous until late evening with re-runs of the planes and the buildings falling.
I remember going into a sort of shock, numb to all the images yet all the while, wanting to scream in terror as I was convinced there were more planes up there just waiting to fall.
The breakdown I had put me into a spiral of depression and panic attacks which took me Prozac and much counselling to get over. I was convinced that the end of the world was just around the corner and it was just a matter of time.
I'm better now, I no longer fear planes in the sky, I no longer think the end of the world will happen any time soon. Yet this week, I can't watch any footage of the twin towers or 9/11 without getting the beginning of a PA. Just reading your heartbreaking story of your 9/11 had my heart racing. But these stories need to be told. People need to record what happened that day.
I was thousands of miles away from New York that day. But throughout my childhood/teenage years I had a poster on my bedroom wall of the NY skyline which included the WTC. Five years ago tomorrow, I was the closest I'd ever get to that beautiful bit of architecture and iconic building.
Thank you for posting this. It has been on my mind all week and I know I shan't sleep that well tonight. But I think I shan't be alone in this.
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**hugs you**
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