365 Days Feels Like One Day at a Time — Pittsburgh Lesbian Correspondents

Sue Kerr
4 min readAug 27, 2024

Today, August 27, 2024, marks one year since I was wrongly detained for an involuntary commitment (302), held against my will for four or five hours, then discharged to find the lock to my home had been changed.

Each of these claims is a fact. The date, the invalid 302 paperwork, the time spent at the emergency room without my consent, and the changing of the locks. “Why” these things happened is the part where I still need information.

I woke up this morning in my windowless bedroom and the date hits me like a truck. I know the probability it will happen again is very low, but I’m living proof of the possibility it would happen.

I got ready for the day and went downstairs. I stared at the front door, remembering an almost disembodied hand unlocking the door and two police officers strolling into my home. I knew immediately what was happening, something I wrote about before.

This is not about before, this is about what I experienced today. It is PTSD from a highly traumatic series of events, PTSD that flows into my existing Complex Trauma Disorder like a feeder creek into a river.

Today, I’ve been watching that door all day. I saw on the same couch where I could see out the front windows. Without exception, I…

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Sue Kerr

I blog @ pghlesbian.com & tweet @pghlesbian24 GLAAD named us OUTstanding Blog in 2022 & 2019 National Media Awards Also I ❤soaps, cats, dogs & genealogy She/Her