Pam Babcock Spent 2 Years on Toilet with PTSD?

Does Abuse Victim Pam Have Post Traumatic Stress Disorder?

Pam Babcock of Ness City, Kansas, lived with long-time boyfriend Kory McFarren for over 16 years. For 2 of those 14 years, Pam's childhood abuse related phobias would not allow her to leave the bathroom. Kory cared for his mate daily, understanding Pam's need for the mental security that she found while perched on her private chair.

The Associated Press explains how authorities were called by Kory after he became concerned over his mate acting disoriented. When authorities arrived, they found that Pam had lost the use of her legs from toilet sitting so long. Authorities also found Pam pleading to stay exactly where she was.

Across the internet today, people are laughing and joking about this family with one member choosing to live in the bathroom. Some are assuming that Kory is somehow responsible for Pam choosing the unusual life-style choice of toilet sitting.

I view this sad situation differently than most; I am an abuse survivor.

Kory was interviewed briefly in the AP article, and is asking that, "Tell people," he said, "to leave me the hell alone." He attempts to explain that he will stand by his mate and care for her when she returns from the hospital, and that many people have abuse related phobias that they live with. In my opinion, Pam is very lucky to have a Kory in her life.

I predict that after all is said and done that Pam will be found to be suffering from a form of the Post Traumatic Stress Disorder that we commonly associate only with military participation. What happens is that a woman like Pam can escape from her abuser physically, but she can never escape from her memories, nor control when her body might form a physical reaction to these horrific repeating images.

Pam and I are sharing an abuse time-line. Our abuse happened over a period of about 10 years. We both moved on to lead a relatively normal life for the next 20 years, and then one day, somebody knocks on the door wrong and poof! Our long-dead demons are back.