An Observation of Living with Pt

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SD Norma Wright An observation of living with Post Traumatic Stress Disorder Composition II Everest University If you were to take a look at me or even a glance you could never tell that I carry wounds of war. My wounds are not visible to the naked eye. You have to truly know me to know that I suffer from Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. Living with PTSD has been quite a roller coaster of emotions. I have my ups and downs and then the belly turning spins. I have learned to portray a look of peace and tranquility, never to show the fear and anxiety that mentally I must deal with everyday. Some days are better than others. Then I have those days where I barely want to get out of my bed. To truly understand what I live with, my demons of torture I need to explain what I go through daily. Many people who have day to day contact with me aren’t even aware that I deal with PTSD. In fact many of those people aren’t even aware that I am a combat veteran. I do not broadcast that particular information because I don’t think of myself as a hero. I went into combat as a naïve 20 year old and came out of combat a little damaged. Talking about my demons as I referred to my triggers earlier really is not something that comes easily to me. As a soldier I was taught to shut off my emotions and do what was needed to be done to accomplish the mission, little did I know when I took that advice to heart it would still be with me to this day. I have dealt with the ignorance of people far too long to really discuss openly what I went through. I have seen the damages of war and to this day those damages replay in my mind. When I do tell someone that I have PTSD the typical reaction can be heartbreaking. I have been told by those even in my own family that it’s all in my head and I just need to suck it up and move on. Those words cut me like a double edged

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