It is interesting to see where our culture have come over the years. Some of my younger clients report having a “stress corner” in their classroom with sensory objects to help them when they’re having a hard time. I’ve heard some people talk about their kids doing yoga to gain focus in class (even one of my teacher clients reports doing this for 5 minutes at the beginning of her classes with her students). There are “figet toys” that will help kids when they can’t sit still. None of this was around when I was in school.
However, even with the increased knowledge and acceptance of mental health, there is still a lot of stigma, especially in men. We create our beliefs from childhood and most of you are in the same position as me – no stress corner, figet toys, or yoga during school. Sadness, fear and anxiety are seen as weaknesses and not okay to display. Men have to be “strong” and not show these “vulnerabilities.” Add to that peer pressure and community pressure of being a first responder. You are supposed to be unbreakable. You’re the one the community calls on to be strong in a crisis.
So what happens when a first responder starts feeling the stress of accumulated daily experiences? When they don’t want their peers or community to see them as “weak”? When they don’t want to be pulled off the line because they’re “not fit” for duty? Push through of course. Pretend the daily stresses aren’t increasing and aren’t bothering them. Pretend everything is ok. You might make light of situations, joking about them. Over time, it may start to make you more cynical and irritable. After all, anger is an emotion that is appropriate to show. Anger is often a secondary emotion, but it can be primary. In the case of accumulated stress, there is a good probability that your irritation and anger is a secondary emotion. Next time you get irritated or angry, stop and think “What am I actually feeling?” I wonder if you may notice fear, sadness, guilt, loss of hope, dread, or something else. Emotions are a wonderful tool to help us. Anxiety will keep us alert in a dangerous situation, potentially keeping us alive. Pain will tell us something is wrong, change what you are doing. Happiness means all is well. We are all humans and all have this range of emotion. Society has taught us what is acceptable and what isn’t with expressing those emotions.
I can’t wait for the day emotions are no longer stigmatized. Until then, I will teach/educate everywhere and in every way I can that stress, anxiety, and PTSD are real, normal, and may require additional support from a professional to get through successfully. You are not crazy. You are not weak. Maybe most importantly, you are not alone. What would it be like for you if you knew you weren’t alone or weak? I have spoken to some amazing first responders who have battled PTSD and came out the other side. Karen Lansing is an amazing therapist in California specializing in first responders. A statement she says which I find very profound is “PTSD will leave you stronger or weaker, but never the same, so choose strength.” I say the same to you today. Choose strength. If you are interested in hearing more about what two of the wonderful first responders I have spoken to are doing these days, or if you want to talk with them, please contact me. They are both very outspoken about their experiences and helping other first responders in similar situations to them. I will eventually have this information on my website as well. I hope that you will choose strength today! I look forward to hearing from you. Call me: 860-501-9767, 941-462-4807 or email: Meg@megberrylcsw.com.
Many years ago the diagnosis of ADD and ADHD was not well known or treated. Then it seemed like everyone was diagnosed with it and started on medication. I, myself, was put on Ritalin at the age of 7. For me, at least, it was helpful. My teacher told my mom I grew up 3 years over night and my grades went from Ds and Fs in 2nd grade to As and Bs in 3rd. I stopped taking Ritalin when I was 18 and headed off to college. My mom was very upset at this. She thought the medication was working well for me; why stop now that I’m going into college?! I told her at this point I need to figure out how to concentrate and focus on my own.
You’ve had a stressful day. Most of your days are stressful, but for some reason (maybe a known reason, maybe not), today just seemed more stressful. You get home and pour yourself an adult drink. As you sit down to unwind, you take the first sip and immediately start to feel better. You’re home now. The day is over. You can just be at home. Even if there’s chaos with the family, it is manageable…or maybe it isn’t manageable yet and all you want is to be left alone. Alcohol works as a stress reliever…to a certain point.
In a recent blog, I explained how PTSD is a family illness. But what is it really like as a family member living with someone with PTSD? When a loved one is fighting an internal war, often they think it is only affecting them…until they see the effects on their family. The effects on the family didn’t happen over night. The symptoms have been building up for quite some time, just as your PTSD symptoms have been building up over quite some time.