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Its hard being a sheepdog when the sheep are retarded. Thanks for you efforts Brother Sludge. ;)
Its hard being a sheepdog when the sheep are retarded.
*** Apologies ahead of time. I've got my ramble on.***
I touched on it in my original "I got nothing, cause I've never sought help as I'm too paranoid, but good on you" post...
There are AA meetings held in the Whitehouse.
There are treatment centers that specialize in Docs, Cops, Judges, etc.
Because there is a serious stigma surrounding alcoholism & addiction. People find out? Even if you're clean? You can lose your job. Although this day in age, so many millions have gone through AA it's almost normalized.
PTSD ain't no different. Except it's like alcoholism back when, before AA. It terrifies people.
I was talking with a friend the other day who asked me "How many cops do you know without PTSD?"
Yep. Exactly. Most of us, even with severe PTSD do & can pull up out of our nose dives. We can recover from our tail spins. And, quite frankly, we do it better & faster with help and treatment. But how many of us never seek it out??? Because a diagnosis is the kiss of death for a helluva lot of people. It's not until our lives are already fucking disasters, and there's just not much of anything worth saving that we seek help. Sitting in jail, families destroyed, lives torpedoed. Then it's safe to get help, cause the only thing we're at risk of losing is our lives. Until we reach that point, most people simply have too much to lose. It's a damn shame.
I've been thinking on this more and more these past few months. Started right before I found this place, when I was circling a hospital because I was suicidal as f*ck, knew a single shot of "sit the f*ck down and shut the f*ck up" would drop kick me back from the edge... But I couldn't park my car and walk through the doors. Why? Cause it would go on my record "seeking psychiatric help". I was suicidal, but I didn't want to die. Crazy that. But if I got help, then there was no reason for me to live, cause my record would be f*cked and I'd lose custody, lose my ability to work, lose any reason I had not to die. Catch22. Same thing as when I was active duty. We were all f*cked in the head. The trick was not to lose it in public. You're only crazy if people catch you being crazy. So keep it locked down, unless you were with your crew. People who had your back.
We walk through the doors of the VA? It goes on our records.
We walk into a VetCenter? It goes on our records.
We're active duty? Fawk
We're cops, firefighters, EMS, or any of the other jobs vets flood into?
We ever want to work a job that requires a background check or public scrutiny?
((This last one, I've been homeless a time or three, and MOST of the vets I knew on the street wouldn't get help because yeah, things were f*cked now, but they had faith that someday it would be okay, and they didn't want this shit on their records. Embarrassment & shame played a part, but also forward thinking. It's a special kind of stupid. We're not dumb, but it's like dying in the desert of thirst with a full canteen. You have to be brave as f*ck to walk into a VA.))
I don't think civvies get that as piss poor & hard to get into the VetPrograms are? We have no medical privacy. And there is nothing to fill the gap. A politician can feel fairly safe going to an AA meeting. If they aren't that bad off, they can avoid having to seek medical attention, learn to sort out their own loves under the table & off book. Seeking help doesn't nuke their lives.
How many vets could be helped before things got to a crisis point if there was something Anonymous? Not 12 step, this is a different Beast. But along the same lines in effing anonymous. Don't have to pony up your SSN, address, phone number, immediate supervisor. Like here, where we help each other. Something like here, like AA, like the Vietnam rap sessions... A room to go to with bad coffee, maybe a smidge of moto, and some good damn advice. Something to help people before their only option is eat a bullet, or get some help, because their lives are already nuked, so why not?