Police Psychology | Police Divorce Part 2: Hate to Admit
by Dr. Gary S. Aumiller
When I was in my late 20’s and just married, I asked a friend of ours (who was really old, a few years short of 40) what was it like to be divorced?
Does it feel different?! He had an early marriage that didn’t work, and frankly divorce wasn’t in my wheel of experiences then, so I was curious. He said “it was really rough at first, but looking back now it was just a relationship gone bad, like you had in high school or college.” I didn’t buy it. I mean this was a marriage, the sanctity of vows, building a life together, dreams, together goals, and all that jazz.
So you’ve started the process of getting a divorce. You’ve stopped blaming the other party. You’ve stopped envisioning him in a refrigerator box living on the streets or her in a mental hospital, now you have to do something, right? Time to find some loose women and play the field, or find a real man that knows how to take care of a woman, or play on the other team for awhile and gain some new experiences with your own sex, or become more independent and find yourself by jumping out of a plane, or perhaps stay with that new love that got you out of your marriage and will lead you to eternal bliss. Let me know how these work out for you. I’ll be waiting for you to boomerang to the same spot you are in right now. (more…)
Thin Blue Mind / Smokey Heroes

Okay, now what else, I’m still hungry. How about those potato chips? There less than a third of the bag. Let me eat those. I’ll keep looking through here. Hello, a slice of old pizza! That is a piece of heaven. Let me just eat you, you poor little neglected pizza right now. I love cold pizza, wait, is that the chicken parm from Tuesday? Hell, if someone doesn’t eat that it is going to be bad tomorrow. I could go for some chicken parm, after all my wife is making salmon cakes tonight and I never liked salmon cakes, and I didn’t have much lunch, and man this is good! Now where was that chocolate? Ahh, I think I see chocolate – nah, just Cocoa Puffs. Well that is chocolate flavored, let me take a handful of that. Wait, there’s the chocolate. Mmm, nothing like the real thing. SLAM. The front door opens.
an experience that rises to the level of a Critical Incident. Two factors must be present to qualify an experience as a Critical Incident. The first is involvement in a sudden, unexpected, very unusual, life threatening event. The second is that the involvement in that event triggers a need for a much greater than “normal” degree of psychological adjustment on the part of the officer.