My PTSD: earned with distinction


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The wider world around us is rich with the potential for danger and destruction and like an animal in the wild, I am on constant high alert. Although my fire service years are far behind me now, they are far from a distant memory.

The emergency service mindset is as sharp as it was the day I turned in my bunker gear.

Our minds, us firefighters, are wired to think of ever possible disaster and how to mitigate them, my anxiety disorder was a bonus skill in the fire service because by its very nature, it created a worse case scenario thinker out of me. I thought of every angle, all the things that could go wrong and ways to minimize them.

PTSD is oftentimes the driver of the rig.

But when my generalized anxiety disorder collided with post-traumatic stress, anxiety’s superpowers became toxic and slowly turned the fire service against my mental health, chipping away at my compassion and my desire to help and make a real difference.

Because my anxiety never shuts off and PTSD is often times the driver of the rig, I can see now why I was destined to become a casualty of the EMS war; one too many battles both on the interior and on the fire ground/accident scene.

Now, years later, I am petrified that I will be sucked into someone else’s emergency. I am scared because I know in my heart that I would not be able to cope with it. This fact saddens me because at my core I am a firefighter; I guess being disabled is something I have yet to grow accustomed to. I am learning that there is no shame in what I cannot control. What I need to learn next is to somehow dull the fight, flight, freeze and emergency mindset.

I wanted to make positive changes around the station.

With all that said, I gave the service my all and was determined to do everything I could to do it. I did my part to ease the pain and suffering of all those in need of help and I am proud of that fact. I am also a believer in leaving something better than when I found it.

It was this mantra that drove me — I wanted to make positive changes around the station.

One thing I was big on was safety and I worked hard to build accountability systems that would keep my brothers and sisters safer.

So, do I regret my years in the fire service?

Maybe the next person you need to save is yourself.

I would have to say that even though I am on this hellish roller coaster ride of mental illness, I am proud of my years of service, my contribution to both my community and to my department. As far as I am concerned, my PTSD was earned with distinction, in other words, I sacrificed my own well-being to help others and at the end of the day that has to mean something, right?

If you are struggling my friend, struggle no longer; there is help out there and other warriors just looking for someone who understands what they are going through. Get out of the service if you must, maybe the next person you need to save is yourself.


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Well said. I see me

Chief 15
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United we stand ! Divided……….We fall ! Don’t be afraid to reach out and get help !
Any mental health issue needs to be addressed!
Thanks for sharing John ! Well said brother

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John you should be very proud of your choices in life , i truly believe we are here to help each other in this journey called life. There is 1% that are pure evil and do harm to the rest of us , but the rest of us try to help at some level each day … the level you have chosen was near the top of the scale and in doing so it comes with a great price to your well being.
I see your life’s journey in comparison to the ” Butterfly Effect ” …. just think about how many people you saved because you became a firefighter. Now what if one of those persons were to develop a cure for diabetes years down the road or one of their children they had later in life found a cause and a cure for mental health .
You may never know how much of an positive impact you had in this world with the courage and sacrifice you displayed throughout your life … so at the end of the day it means humanity is soooo much richer for your empathy and compassion towards another human being in their darkest moment .

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