Parent or Cop… Which One Are You?

By Safe Call Now’s Dr. Laura Brodie Ph.D.

In my work with cops, I’ve worked with their kids. Cops need to hear what their kids are complaining about. “He treats me like a suspect.” “She doesn’t trust me.” “He is cold and unfeeling, telling me what I’m doing wrong and never what I’m doing right.” But in talking to cops, I hear over and over how much they love their kids and remain confused about why their children do not feel their love.

Being a cop is a job that bleeds over to one’s personal life. The same can be said with psychologists. We psychologists place our own children on the couch of “processing” everything instead of allowing our children to simply be kids. Cops tend to respond to rule breaking in a matter of fact way, slap on the cuffs and haul them in. But what if this person is your child?

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Living with PTSD…

By Serve & Protect’s Chaplain Ronald Jones

Albert Einstein stated, “Whoever is careless with the truth in small matters cannot be trusted with important matters.” Sounds very similar to a principle Jesus Christ taught, “If you are faithful in little things, you will be faithful in large ones. But if you are dishonest in little things, you won’t be honest with greater responsibilities” (Luke 16:10). I would encourage the reading of this chapter in its entirety as it holds as much relevance today as when first spoke by Christ.

Look at what is stated or implied: faithful, honesty, responsibilities, trustworthiness, character, fidelity, management, conscience, habit, honor, opportunity, diligence, foresight, duty, and integrity; just to name a few descriptors. As first responders we have all heard and spoke these words in our oath, pledge, vow, affirmation, promise, or testimony.

We live by creeds and ethos; no one left behind, we all go home, watch your six, I’ve got your back…

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When “PTSD” Came Home…

By Samantha Smith – Armor Up West Virginia

PTSD is no stranger in my house. My husband and I both have different degrees of it. The decision for my husband to go to an out of state treatment center was a very abrupt decision. It wasn’t anything we had discussed, but we knew he was going to need help.

The waves of emotions began to take over. We had very little time to prepare for my husband to be gone. The idea of not knowing how long he would be gone for was terrifying. The few days leading up to his send off were some of the most difficult days. I kept telling myself to keep a positive attitude, don’t let him see the worry or fear on my face. I knew if he had the smallest hint of doubt about me not being able to handle everything, he would cancel and not go.

It took a lot of reassurance on my part to let him know we (myself and our daughter) would be ok. Looking back, I think I was also trying to convince myself too. My anxiety was through the roof. I was secretly crying.

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