C-PTSD
Why don’t you understand that I have been diagnosed with C-PTSD?
I’ve never been in any actual live combat situations… but what do you see when you see me?
A monster?
A middle-aged man going through a crisis?
A man in his 30s who looks like he is in his 20s? What do you see when you look at me?
I’ve got C-PTSD ladies and gentlemen.
Sometimes it looks like ADD. Sometimes it looks like ADHD.
Sometimes it looks like Narcissism.
Sometimes it looks like ODD or PTSD or OCD or something similar all at the same time.
Yet I have faith. I have full faith in humanity. That we can and will bond together and help each other,
heal each other, prove to each other that we are looking out for each other’s best interests.
Sometimes that means letting go of the 0.000001% of connections which may be “bad apples”.
Yet let’s leave that up to the professionals to decide who can be saved and who can not be saved.
The only person I fully trust with my life is my wife.
I know that she fully trusts me as well. I love her and she loves me.
She encourages me to do the things that I’d like to do.
I’ve been looking for a wife like her for around two decades.
We’re a joyful family.
We have our ups and downs.
Either way, we all have each other’s backs — we never, ever, ever give up on anyone who can be saved.