I‘ve had the honor of recently treating someone whose been diagnosed with PTSD, his bouts of therapy don’t seem to be giving him what he feels he needs and would strongly prefer not to go the drug route. He presents anxiety, fatigue, depression, insomnia, low motivation, failure to thrive as an adult. Physical symptoms are also just now showing as well.
He’s grief stricken with his experiences and disillusioned with life, dwelling in the fall the winter energetically.
In treatment, we are re-kindling his fire, metaphorically, and he’s now arrived at the place where he can just see glimmers of hope in the shadows of that fire (“shadow” still being the operative word); new possibilities in relationship with his wife, potential joy in the lives of his kids, a life that can be filled with learning about things he loves.
I am of the opinion that my life belongs to the community, and as long as I live it is my privilege to do for it whatever I can.
-George Bernard Shaw
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