When I first put out a call for ideas on this topic, I was rather surprised at not only the number of responses I received but as often who it was replying. That’s on me, that surprise, and, knowing what I do, I shouldn’t have been.
There is a false assumption that someone suffering this, or again any mental health issue, will show it on their face like a rash (that spells “nutbar” across their forehead, maybe?) or in their general, casually observed behaviour.
I wanted to begin getting out for events like this with other first responders, not only because my little hole in the ground was becoming constrictive, but because it’s important and I am eager to become more involved in my own healing, and that of others.
The recent announcement by the Ontario Minister of Health regarding presumptive legislation for first responders suffering from PTSD is a wonderful step forward, long overdue and necessary. It was a major story in the news bits on the radio all day long, as it should be. I wish I could be more enthusiastic. I should … Continue reading Presumptive Happiness Escapes Me