This is my first time ever posting on here, and I figure I'd give it a shot.
Anyway, my problems started about six months ago. It seems to correlate with a change in work environment. You see, I was working as a corrections officer in a medium security facility, and stayed there for nearly two years. I saw my share of incidents, some worse than others. The worst I recall was a major disturbance where shots were fired and several inmates were taken out by ambulance. However, aside from feeling some normal exhaustion after these incidents, I felt relatively ok. I had no fears about going into work, although I did start to dislike my job and my workplace more and more as time went on. Due to my dissatisfaction with the management and the facility itself, I requested a transfer to another facility.
The second place I worked was a maximum security institution. I thought it would be a positive change for me, since the place would be run more orderly and incidents could be more easily contained. Boy was I wrong. I was very quickly exposed to chemical munitions, cell extractions (where they literally drag someone kicking and screaming out of a cell), feces-throwing, fights, and constant struggles to maintain some kind of discipline.
I started getting more anxious as the weeks wore on. I found myself sitting there, even when nothing was happening, thinking "what if?". I would sit and think "oh God, please let this be a quiet shift", or "oh man, what's going to happen tonight?". On my days off, I would worry and dread my next shifts, hoping I could trade them for something that might be a little quieter. Before work, I would get this overwhelmed feeling, and often break down in tears. It got to the point where I had to take a dose of clonazepam before going to work, and then another one during my shift. This was done just so I could stay there without totally freaking out. After a couple months of that, I reached a breaking point. I made a relatively minor error at work that was compounded by several other people simply neglecting to do their jobs. I didn't get in too much trouble for it, but I was sufficiently scared by it that I immediately contacted my doctor, who agreed that I should go on medical leave.
Since then, I have tried several types of antidepressants, most of which just gave me unbearable side effects. Most days, my mood is fairly low, and I have mostly lost interest in the activities I used to do before all this started. I cry frequently, and many days wonder if I would be better off dead. I don't have much energy either-- any attempt to get out and socialize with others takes a lot out of me. I also keep having these intrusive thoughts about the horrible things I had to endure at work, especially when I go to bed. I also get very anxious whenever something reminds me of work, whether it be a conversation, an image, sound, etc.
Right now, my doctor and psychiatrist say it's clinical depression with a large anxiety component. What I'm wondering about is could I actually have PTSD? What confuses me is that I thought in order to have PTSD there must be one traumatic event to point to. With me, it was just a big, long, traumatic process. Anybody have any input on this?