WarHippy1%
Learning
Last week I couldn't even spell PTSD Sufferer, this week I are one!! Hi, I just found this site, if I fit in anywhere, I figure this is the place. 25 months in Vietnam gave me two gifts, PTSD and as of August, 2006, prostate cancer associated with agent orange exposure(they never said, "don't bathe in the bomb crators"). I did a three month tour of an inpatient PTSD Program in Phoenix, AZ and 11 years in a PTSD Combat Support Group. I finally got therapied out or maybe my depression won out, I don't know. It took me many years to realize that the way I felt and reacted to things wasn't the normal way for someone to be. Then I had to get the courage to get help because the post-war VA system told all of us that we didn't deserve help. Luckily, I found the best Vet Center in the system(my opinion) the Phoenix Vet Center. My gift to that group was humour, I brought it and it first pissed everybody off, then it started helping the other guys. I taught them to laugh at themselves, where most of them had been down for so long that they had forgotten how to see the humour in some of PTSD's symptoms, like hiding in the bushes being hyper-vigilant. Sorta sounds kinky, doesn't it? Well, there's my introduction, if I don't fit in, I'll head on back to the bushes:drugs: