I had PTSD before the pandemic. And “Nope!’d” out of the pandemic because of that. As I’d sworn off epidemics after my first measles epidemic. Would literally never take another job (NGO) involving microbes. (Hiked vaccines along the Andes for a few months).
So I’m probably NOT who you’re looking to connect with.
However?
Speaking as someone with a BSRN, paramedic, EMT, & combat medic Cert (all lapsed). There are limits. That everyone hits. Often in strange ways. “Strange” as in something you love/loved &/or even defines you? Becomes poison. JUST before the pandemic I was re’upping my certs. To move back into Disaster Response following divorce & PTSD flaring up, whilst still intending on a sworn LEO placement, one does just simply need to keep their recs in order. Normal course of business. No worries. Cov19? f*ck that. f*ck that noise. No. All my certs have lapsed. Because Covid. Or, more accurately? Because Measles. Which no one gets. (At least no one who didn’t live through what I did, way back when, did.) And that’s okay.
So whilst I’m not someone you’d find common ground with today? In 20 years, when you’ve moved BACK into what you love &/or even defines you? Or not, and gone in an entirely different direction? This shit happens. It takes a toll. You’ll figure out a way in the meantime. And either find your footing soon, or later, or walk away.