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The Risk of going to War

From the blog

“Veterans are at 50% higher risk of suicide than their peers who have not served.

Suicide is the second-leading cause of death for post-9/11 veterans, accounting for 22.3% of all deaths.

In 2015 (the most recent year data is available), more than 70% of veteran suicides occurred outside Veterans Health Administration care. (seeking help has a stigma of weakness to this day)

Depending on branch, up to 31% of service members develop PTSD after returning from combat.”
My two cents: PTSD from war is insidious. Their PTSD could be considered complex in my opinion.

They experience daily trauma over an extended period.

We train them to kill, not how to handle the consequences.

Young men are oblivious to the mental dangers war brings.

31% get PTSD.

Would you call that an EPIDEMIC?

Trauma is delayed until later in life

At the beginning of a Band of Brothers episode, a few of the actual soldiers gave short interviews.

One older gentleman talked about seeing death everywhere, your buddies blew apart.

He was one of the lucky ones who this gore did not impact when it happened, but later in life things changed.

His face distorted, tears rolled down uncontrollably, the horror of a 50-year-old war was alive, and it had great power, held intense fear and loss.

His trauma is different but the fear I carry is similar, the haunted look on a lost soul is the same.

This old soldier just broke down like he was a small child, helpless and suffering.

His flashbacks and thoughts dominated his life, sleeping brought nightmares.

It is irrational, abstract, and stored without conscious access.

These vets suffer, numb themselves with drugs and alcohol, suicides rates skyrocket.

In war we teach young kids how to kill, we never give them counsel on how to mentally handle killing another human being.

For abused kids, childhood is our battlefield.

No deaths or gore, it’s not lethal trauma, the physical abuse uses no weapons, rather paddling devices combined with emotional abuse.

Realize Ptsd gets progressively worse as time goes along unless some healing is taking place.

Life is filled with pain, fear, worry, and unworthiness, suffering is a daily event.

We did not go to war, we were born into abuse.

I am in a War: I battle ptsd daily



I have friends in crisis, serious Ptsd symptoms, depression, anxiety, fear, and hopelessness.

A wide range of emotional judgments spring forth, empathy first, then a realization of how powerful childhood abuse can be.

It is difficult to watch productive, kind, mature adults have their lives torn apart.

Life stops, PTSD dominates, we retreat into solitude for a while.

It may cost a job, a relationship, a friend, our health, or life.

I lost someone close, she committed suicide because of mental illness.

Ptsd and depression can be lethal.

There are no easy quick fixes for childhood abuse, it lasts a lifetime no matter what we do to heal.

Most sufferers of PTSD fail to prioritize healing as number one.

I would say far less than 5% devote a half-hour a day toward healing.

Fewer journal or keep track of their activity.

Do you want to heal?

Does your daily activity mirror your desire?

PTSD gets worse with age, grows in strength, as we give up the battle.

It takes courage to face what we fear most, many refuse to see it’s a war.

For me, I have acquired a toolbox of healing skills, they are used everyday.

I am at war with PTSD, every day a new battle for my wellbeing takes place.

You are at war also, you have not realized it or accepted it yet.



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