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Needed to have my say. Thats all. Thanks.
Back pain, PTSD, seizures, headaches, etc. It can all be faked. The people who do this do a vast disservice to honest people who suffer.
...still wake up sweating after my recurring Running-Out-of-Ammo and about to be Captured Nightmare.
Ya'll are masters at click bait.
J, I was a PTSD poster-boy. Couldn't handle relationships or bosses, went looking for trouble at bars, got tossed in the clink a few times for bar fights, nearly had my ears ripped off, threw a co-worker over a desk, drank too much, even had the .45 pressed against the side of my head a few dark and lonely times...until I finally met a good woman...and almost lost her--and everything else. Then one day I reluctantly walked into a Vet Center and my world started to turn around. They got me into a group, the VA got me on some meds--too many meds at first. Trazadone, Risperadone, Zoloft...but I was able to back off everything but the Zoloft. I started communicating with other combat vets, got hooked up with men who were in my unit in VN...stayed in group for about 4 years. My wife, my children, the VA, the Vet Center saved my ass. Do I still have problems? Of course. War becomes a part of your character. I still miss my lost bros, still have intense bitterness over the political sell-out of South Vietnam, still wake up sweating after my recurring Running-Out-of-Ammo and about to be Captured Nightmare. Still have pain from my physical wounds, still have that heavy lingering sadness...but I've also found joy within my family.
I hope I haven't been poking the bear or said anything to piss you off. Truth is, in my journey through the system I have seen some REMFs and Fobbits taking up valuable time and space at PTSD clinics working claims and it disgusts me. IMV there is no difference between them and the stolen valor people. I've bared my ass in public, bro. Read this before I get sense enough to delete it.
...still wake up sweating after my recurring Running-Out-of-Ammo and about to be Captured Nightmare.
J, I was a PTSD poster-boy. Couldn't handle relationships or bosses, went looking for trouble at bars, got tossed in the clink a few times for bar fights, nearly had my ears ripped off, threw a co-worker over a desk, drank too much, even had the .45 pressed against the side of my head a few dark and lonely times...until I finally met a good woman...and almost lost her--and everything else. Then one day I reluctantly walked into a Vet Center and my world started to turn around. They got me into a group, the VA got me on some meds--too many meds at first. Trazadone, Risperadone, Zoloft...but I was able to back off everything but the Zoloft. I started communicating with other combat vets, got hooked up with men who were in my unit in VN...stayed in group for about 4 years. My wife, my children, the VA, the Vet Center saved my ass. Do I still have problems? Of course. War becomes a part of your character. I still miss my lost bros, still have intense bitterness over the political sell-out of South Vietnam, still wake up sweating after my recurring Running-Out-of-Ammo and about to be Captured Nightmare. Still have pain from my physical wounds, still have that heavy lingering sadness...but I've also found joy within my family.
I hope I haven't been poking the bear or said anything to piss you off. Truth is, in my journey through the system I have seen some REMFs and Fobbits taking up valuable time and space at PTSD clinics working claims and it disgusts me. IMV there is no difference between them and the stolen valor people. I've bared my ass in public, bro. Read this before I get sense enough to delete it.
Did you ever feel like someone was on top of you choking you.Sleep paralysis or something akin. Theories say that might be related to sleep apnea. Had it about 6 times.My bad dreams always had something to do with being physically trapped, usually underground, and being unable to move or breathe. Turned out to be a reaction to sleep apnea.
No, there was never anyone else in these dreams, I was always completely alone and that's one of the things that made it terrifying. What was interesting is that it felt like intense claustrophobia, which was strange because I used to do a lot of caving and tight spots never bothered me. When I woke up and thought about the situation I was in in my dream, it wasn't scary at all. But when I was asleep (and probably not breathing) it was the scariest thing ever.Did you ever feel like someone was on top of you choking you.Sleep paralysis or something akin. Theories say that might be related to sleep apnea. Had it about 6 times.