femaleveteran
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After I finally was diagnosed with PTSD, I thought the clouds would clear and the sun would shine....NOT so. Things have been getting worse to say the least. I would much rather prefer to go back to the days of ignorant bliss where I thought that nothing was wrong at all. But of course there will always be something wrong...whether I am shopping at 3am for groceries because I cannot stand to be around people without throwing up (that happened in Home Depot recently....I had a full fledged panic attack and could not make it out side fast enough so I threw up all over the place.) or if I am just generally feeling miserable, this disease will always be with me. I am only 4 months in to my diagnosis and I have to believe that things will only get better over time. I might not ever get over the symptoms and I might spend the rest of my days as a spinster without any love, but at least I will one day be able to manage this monkey on my back....at least I will be able to manage it better than I am now. Thing is that you have to want to get better.
For those who do not know me, I was a paratrooper with the 82nd Airborne at Ft. Bragg, NC. I never quit at anything in my life and I certainly do not intend to do so now. I have never been one to wallow in self pity, although that can also mean that I do not ask for help all the time when I need it. DH Lawrence said it best when he said "A bird can fall frozen stiff from a bough without ever having felt sorry for itself". I know I went to Iraq voluntarily (even though it was a total sham of a war and full of nothing but lies and deciet at the highest levels of government) and I did my job until the job got the best of me. I came back with a leg I was lucky not to have lost and with TBI (Traumatic Brain Injury...so forgive the typos and at times I might ramble but hey you are all survivors and I think you can handle). But this is my life now. I can either make the most of the cards I have been dealt or I can wallow in my own self pity.
I choose to make the most of whatever I have left of my wits before some other disease comes after me like alzhiemers or something. For now I just want to have an enjoyable day....not a spectacular day...just an enjoyable one without too many surprises. The sooner we all realize that the more sense our heads will be able to make of this debilitating illness.
Sorry. I am offf my soapbox now.;
For those who do not know me, I was a paratrooper with the 82nd Airborne at Ft. Bragg, NC. I never quit at anything in my life and I certainly do not intend to do so now. I have never been one to wallow in self pity, although that can also mean that I do not ask for help all the time when I need it. DH Lawrence said it best when he said "A bird can fall frozen stiff from a bough without ever having felt sorry for itself". I know I went to Iraq voluntarily (even though it was a total sham of a war and full of nothing but lies and deciet at the highest levels of government) and I did my job until the job got the best of me. I came back with a leg I was lucky not to have lost and with TBI (Traumatic Brain Injury...so forgive the typos and at times I might ramble but hey you are all survivors and I think you can handle). But this is my life now. I can either make the most of the cards I have been dealt or I can wallow in my own self pity.
I choose to make the most of whatever I have left of my wits before some other disease comes after me like alzhiemers or something. For now I just want to have an enjoyable day....not a spectacular day...just an enjoyable one without too many surprises. The sooner we all realize that the more sense our heads will be able to make of this debilitating illness.
Sorry. I am offf my soapbox now.;