Hi! My name is Eric and I serviced as an army medic for 7 years. I spent a year in Iraq in 2006. Just like everything else in the army, I got adjusted to it. Every day was the same where I got up from wherever I was sleeping brushed my teeth and showered when available. I was constantly on the move. We either patrolled, was QRF, or pulled to a site. Every day I saw someone hurt, dying or dead. I learned a great amount about trauma. I also learned how to pretend the things I saw and did were sometimes I could easily brush off. After my return from combat, I was still jumpy but fixed that with lots of alcohol. (The benefits of Germany, I guess). I reenlisted in 2007 to avoid being stop lossed and returning back to Iraq. When I got to my next duty station, my nightmares started. People would wake up by shaking me or saying "Doc, we gotta go! We need help!". Or I would feel someone standing over me while I slept. I would often yell at nobody to stop staring at me. Can't have a lamp at my bedside because I punch it thinking I'm being attacked. I suffered injuries in Iraq, but not combat related. I developed tarsal runner syndrome in both ankles and tore my labrium in my right shoulder trying to save a life. My 3 year reenlistment consisted of 3 surgeries, one each year. Flash forward 5 years since I've left the army, I am married and have a beautiful wife and home. I work at the Dallas VA hospital. I love working with my fellow veterans but my anxiety and PTSD have taken their toll. I miss about 2 days a week due to anxiety. I take my meds religiously and have done 2 years of therapy. I hate going out to crowded places and find myself sleeping a lot. If I don't dream, I sleep well. But that's only 2 nights a week if I'm lucky. That being said, I finally wanted to join after being a lurker for a few days.