PTSD: The Invisible Wounds of War

Not many people know what Post Traumatic Stress Disorder is. PTSD is a mental health problem that can occur after you have been through a traumatic event. Assault (rape), a traumatic accident, combat, and other traumatic events can cause a person to experience nightmares about the event, lead a person to avoid situations or stimuli that remind them of the event, create a guard or watchful sense. It can also cause a person to experience a numb or detached feeling.If left undiagnosed or untreated PTSD can lead to depression, substance abuse, and suicide. Early treatment can make a big difference. Therapy and medication can help a PTSD sufferer cope with their symptoms and enjoy better mental health and a happier life. Those of us who deal with PTSD in our lives know that PTSD is not instantly cured or fixed. You learn what it is and adjust to life accordingly. June 27, 2012 is National PTSD Awareness Month. I urge everyone to visit http://www.ptsd.va.gov/ or http://www.ptsdinfo.org/ to educate yourself about this invisible wound that soldiers and others that experienced a trauma in their life deal with on a daily basis. Do more than say you support our troops and show your support with actions. Hold a community awareness event; wear a teal ribbon to support PTSD awareness and other stress disorders. American soldiers risk their lives for the freedom that we hold dear. They deserve our gratitude every day. Do not just support our troops on patriotic holidays; hold their sacrifices close to your heart every day of your life. I thank every man and woman who sacrificed his or her life so that you and I can be proud to be an American. Lest We Forget!

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