Day 4195: PTSD Awareness Day

Today is PTSD Awareness Day.

Because I work with people who have PTSD and have PTSD myself, I always have some awareness of PTSD.

Because of PTSD, I am hyper vigilant, easily triggered, very sensitive to noise and unwelcome change, and quick to feel isolated and alone. Because I grew up with loving parents and friends, I can recover from those disruptions fairly quickly.

Can you see awareness of PTSD in my images for today?

This is from the online Tarot Card reading I did yesterday. My PTSD probably contributes to these difficult feelings.
PTSD makes it difficult to trust in happy outcomes but hope springs eternal!
Cats have always helped mitigate my symptoms of PTSD, starting after my first heart surgery when I was 10.
I’ve had many hospitalizations and surgeries because of my rare heart condition. When I was very young, I met Dr. Paul Zoll who helped develop cardiac pacemakers and defibrillators. His legacy lives on and so do I!
I have trouble sleeping because of PTSD and, like the Daily Bitch, I hold on to my cats.

Here’s what I find when I search for “PTSD Awareness Day.”

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Thanks to all who help me face PTSD every day, including YOU!

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12 thoughts on “Day 4195: PTSD Awareness Day”

  1. From one PTSD survivor to another, you rock! <3

  2. It helps to know the way we are, Ann.

  3. I know you endured a lot of trauma and worry with all that, and I’d say one positive is that you made it through to tell your story, which might help others. in my fridge – cougar gold cheese, from washington state university, an amazing cheddar created in their dairy program, and it comes in a circular can!

  4. Hmmmm. I don’t know much if anything about PTSD. I should learn more.

  5. barbarade33afcfd8

    I’ve been involved with two guys with PTSD: one a Vietnam war veteran, and the other a black guy who never got over his older brother getting shot and killed in Kansas City and his own perceived failure to kill the guy who did it. Can’t say I was much help to either of them – the first one ended in some perplexity – I still think about him now and then, wondering if he ever really got the help he needed. The second one ended in anger which then ebbed into a wary friendship. I like to think the friendship has been worth something to both of us.

  6. We have no idea what Joan went through before she came to you. It’s still amazing she’s as well-adjusted as she is. Maybe that’s why animals are so helpful with conditions like PTSD.

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