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I was a deputy working for the county— under the Sheriff.

We used to arrest guys, take them to the local jail, and then turn in all the correct paper...

I think my story illustrates the difference between PTSD & Moral Injury…

During Vietnam, I was stationed at De Nang. I was in the Air Force and was a...

I always sit with my back to the wall— facing the door— in any public space. And I always have “what to do in case of an emergency” protocol.

After a...

I was in the coastguard for several years. When we started having kids, my wife and I made the decision for me to “come home” and look for a different...

When I got back from the Marine Corps, I found a job at a big lumber and home supply store. I thought I’d like working overnight— no customers.

It wa...

I got back from deployment where I worked in a MASH-type of unit, separated from the military, and got a job at a local hospital. I assumed it would b...

I’m the Fire Chief at the local station. One day, the Fire Inspector— a friend of mine— came to eat lunch.

I had my first floor office window open, b...

I still get anxious every time I deliver a warrant, eviction papers, legal documents, anything…

I know intellectually that some of these encounters— ...

I was first on the scene to a fatal accident at a busy intersection downtown. A young mother and her 19-month old son were the victims.

A classic “hi...

I was in my late 20s when I made a dumb decision and decided to drive home— alone— after a night of drinking. I was involved in a single-car MVA when ...

I was sitting in a class about PTSD & Moral Injury with other veterans when I realized something about myself. It may not seem like a big deal to you,...

My wife and I were at home. It was the middle of the night, the first year we were married, and we were asleep in our apartment in the downtown area o...