Combat PTSD Wounded Times
September 17, 2018
Every now and then, it gets hard to do more than stare at a blank screen. Flipping through emails, mostly mindless reports feeling more and more empty, it gets hard to find a reason to not walk away from the computer.
Today was one of those days. I went through emails going back over 10 years, hoping to be encouraged, as usual, but this time, I was more discouraged.
How the hell did I go from being the go-to on PTSD to being buried by the BS that has taken over social media?
It is easy to feel useless. Easy to think that I've really given all I have to give. Nothing new to say, because nothing has changed in the basic design of humans but there are just more needing help.
Maybe that is what I needed to see today. Believing in what you are doing, being able to do it, can become so much a part of your identity, it is in your DNA.
Being reminded of that feeling of being useless, it is easier for me to explain why men and women, put their lives on the line willingly, get wounded or disabled, and it rips their soul to not be able to do it any longer.
It became a part of who they were, not just what they did. They paid dearly for every ounce of courage, every pull of compassion and every hopeful step they walked while believing, it was not just a matter of they could make a difference, but had to try.
To believe that there is nothing more they can give, just shows how blind we have made them to be. We allow some to beat them down as if they are broken beyond repair. We let them feel sorry for themselves instead of helping them stand up. They cannot see the value they still have by being in the unique position to help all the others just like them.
This veteran from the UK lived to tell of how he knew what it was like to become "useless" in his own eyes because he could not see the truth was still within his soul.
The ex-soldier survived the suicide bid and says that it helped him appreciate his life more
An ex-soldier who jumped in front of a train while suffering with post-traumatic stress disorder has apologised to those who witnessed his attempted suicide. Perry Tatler kissed his two young children goodbye for what he believed was for the last time before heading to the train station. Despite throwing himself in front of a train, the 29-year-old survived to encourage suicidal people to seek help. The father of two remains in hospital five months on, having sustained a broken back, shoulder and ribs, and a bleed on the brain.read more of this story here
Trying to help others stay alive! Isn't that a lot better than talking about something they already know how to do? They already know how to die...they don't know how to heal!
There is so much more that can be in your story. You just need to know how to keep adding to the ending!