Tuesday, October 29, 2013

Invisible Wounds

















4 comments:

Jesso Hackberry said...

oh wow, this is the longest stretch of this I've seen all together, and it's really something to see. You've really done some powerful work here, and I can't wait to see more.

Anonymous said...

This is profound , and poignant, prose with a story, told, that thousands can relate to...I am a 64 yr old Vietnam Combat Veteran, who can relate to having a "psychic break" and the ensuing "cerebral charleyhorses" that appear without notice and gallop away madly in all directions at once...

I am grateful to be alive, and endeavor to help other veterans every day that I can. I hope to use this magnificent prose and poetry of pictures to do just that. I will share with others in the hope and knowledge that it may help just even one other veteran realize..."HE IS NOT ALONE..."

Thanx little john, AXM
the Amish "X" Marine

Lyn said...

I read and went back and re read ....
I hope I will always be that long haired hippee type person! As for the shocked looks, our soldiers have gone thru and experienced things most of us can't even begin to imagine or fully understand... This stretch was very eye opening on the reality of what they feel...
Thank you, Thank you..
I await more......

Anonymous said...

This is so rich and so truthful. I have experienced these kind of episodes as a veteran myself. Most of mine came in the year following Vietnam and then again following 9/11.I have a daughter in her second year of college -- we have done a Storycorp together (2008?) which you can Google. Also I took her to The Wall in D.C. that same year. I had been there a few times and wanted to show her and tell her about some great people. As we approached The Wall from about 100 feet I started to freak and my throat locked up. As we continued to walk to The Wall, my daughter asked if I was OK? "Oh, yeah, sure..." as I tried to clear my throat. Just then a Custodian (Vietnam Vet)from the Parks Commission saw us and came over, put his arm around my daughter and saved the day -- "Let me tell you about The Wall and a little bit about what your dad probably had to deal with."
PTSD is a collective wound and self-reliance will not serve me, I will be crushed under the weight of the PTSD. I am lucky, I am a veteran and a theatre/film artist. You are helping so much with your work here -- this is brilliant! Thank you! Brian Delate