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For years I have struggled with PTSD. Every year with the news of a brother or sister loosing the their internal battle with demons of our past makes the struggle that much harder. By the grace of God, somehow I endure. Every day the hardest challenge I face is making it threw with little reminders as possible of how I got here in the first place. My struggle use to be easy to hide with a smile at first glance without inside knowledge you may think life in my shoes is not that bad. If you where to peel away the smile and dig slightly deeper you would uncover a mind full of scars that have made it difficult to find joy in things that once upon a time meant the world.
This past year has been more difficult than most. personal dept has become so overwhelming that not one minute of the day is graced with a happy thought. I'm here not looking for a hand out but instead a hand up, I bear my demons everyday alone, a helping hand in any amount would definitely lift the burden enough for me try and find those things that used to make me smile, without the overwhelming thought of helplessness not only from the crutch of PTSD but the dept that my dissability has left me in Thank you for taking the time to read my plea
I am a war time vet, two tours in iraq for one year apiece that unfortunately has given me both viewable and invisable scars although it is hard to wake up everyday i am looking for a brighter day through the help of my neighbors it may become possible
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