PTSD, Trauma, Anxiety, Depression… There is Help

Over 1.2 million first responders put themselves on the line every day to protect the communities and people they serve. As noble as the profession is, this line of work exposes first responders to constant trauma and tragic experiences that can lead to PTSD, depression, anxiety and substance use.

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When God Grants Wishes…

By Ti Mahoney Blair

11:11 is the time to make wishes, so when 11:11 comes, wishes she makes.  Twice a day if she’s lucky. But only if she catches it by accident.  If you stare and watch the clock turn, it doesn’t count.  Old OCD number associations die hard and this is just one that stayed. Trying hard not to wish for herself but for those she loves or hates.  Never a bad wish.  A wish for forgiveness, transformation, love, understanding or health.  On 11/11, even better to catch Wish Time.  Do the wishes double?  Or does some cosmic explosion happen, setting off a time lapsed practical joke?  One push and the wheel sets in motion.

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Suicide Sunday…

By Ti Mahoney Blair

It’s a lovely Sunday morning. I’m PMS’ed, pissy, lack energy, wobbly and feel like my legs are going to buckle out from under me, unmotivated, uninspired, cranky, sluggish and frankly annoyed.  This is good news. I’m having feelings.

The subject of suicide has come up on Facebook.  And it’s just fascinating and gross to watch how society recoils at the mention of it. Suicide.  Those posts are obviously akin to a societal leper.  Nobody wants to touch them. There’s only a select few of us who have either been affected by suicide with family and friends, or who have thought about, attempted it, wanted it ourselves.

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