Along with chivalry, I also have a fair amount of people in my life who are dealing with PTSD issues.  I would not say those two things are mutually exclusive. While post traumatic stress is not limited to those who served in the military, the people I am talking about are those who have. 

I would love to tell you more about what they go through, but the stories are not my stories to tell and I don’t think they would ever let me share.  I haven’t asked. 

As I have done with many things that are painful for me, I buried my head in the sand on this issue too.  Neither my husband nor I are much for chit chatting about what sucks or what hurts.  We are much more the type to deal alone and silently. There are lots of reasons for that.  Not wanting to burden others is the biggest, but also not wanting to feel the pain ranks right up there.  I have said it many times, these past 15 months has taught me the value in sharing and the healing in doing so. I do think there is a danger in staying in a place too long and reliving the event over and over to the point that one is not moving on, but instead anchoring themselves in that memory.  Not good.  There is a balance.  Finding that balance can be hard.  Recently I have become more and more involved with those dealing with PTSD. Contributing in some positive way to their healing has become a bit of an obsession of mine.

I wanted to share with you the Facebook page of some Army Wives that are reaching out and fighting for the lives of their husbands. Again let me say, I realize that PTSD is not a male issue.  We also have many women serving our country and paying a high price as well, but this group was started by a frustrated wife who’s husband was not getting the care he needed.  The woman was so angry that she said “maybe if I ran naked in front of the general’s building, maybe then someone would pay attention to me”.  Upon further reflection she decided that might not be the best idea, so instead she posted a picture of her “bare” body on facebook and from there a movement was born. 

I also wanted to share a video I saw over at BLACKFIVE.  The video is by a former soldier who became a film maker.  The video is about his journey with PTSD.  There are several flashback scenes that some might find difficult to watch, so be warned.

14 thoughts on “PTSD

  1. PTSD is such a complex issue. For my era of vet it was used as a weapon against returning vets to frame the argument of the crazy, psychopathic Viet Nam vet. The whole “war is bad”, “vets are bad” POV of the late 60s and 70s. We all pretty much dealth with it on our own – still do for that matter.

    Today the military seems walk mighty close to the edge of declaring a struggling vet as “mentally ill” rather than simply dealing with the realities of war. There is a tremendous difference between the two. Many time our vets are not being served at all.

    And, for some today – as in my time – PTSD can almost become a refuge from the real world. It’s easier to linger in pain than to “return” to the world.

    I admire women (and men) who love their loved one through this journey. I was blessed with such a woman. I pray that every struggling vet finds such a person in their life.

    • You make so very good points. It’s a fine line. I will say that in general I don’t think people know how to heal. It seems like the majority of folks either stuff it and develop some very unhealthy ways of coping or just stay in a perpetual state of “victim”. I know people who have been divorced for years and years and have yet to move on. They are as angry and bitter as they were 6 years ago…maybe more so.

      Healing takes effort just like anything else one wants to accomplish.

  2. Hmm… seems to me we could take all that money DHS is no longer gonna need because they refuse to do their job and protect the border and give it to the VA and our vets. Actually, I’ve never understood why taking care of our veterans falls behind the funding priority of things like arts and humanities and franking privileges and booze cruise for the GSA, etc…

  3. Being raised by a mother with munchausen syndrome, then married off to an abusive man, I had flashbacks that leave me paralyzed. I want to dive for cover, but everyone around me is acting so normal, that I know I can’t react. Trying to act normal (during imagined threats of eminent danger) is the hardest part. I’m a better actress than any of those dits in Hollywood.

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