Actually, I am living this situation at work. Yes, I am the weak link. And yes, I was the first and only one to break the silence. So, what? Do you know the story of someone who is sitting on the edge of the river waiting for his dead enemy’s body passing by? Seriously, it took me 1 month and a half to take an appointment with a psychologist after my burn out. Sometimes it’s life or death. *** “ah, post traumatic stress disorders, what a wimp, the weak link and then, you are not promoted anymore, you are not … Continue reading Next Mission: PTSD at home. Veterans breaking the Silence.
Since a young Italian girl, the impact of the aftermath of WWI and WWII, into music and cinema took my attention. It goes without saying, that also justifies why I am running this website in english, British and American cultures … Continue reading PTSD and Gene Kelly’s Lost Wartime Star Turn.
How to deal with PTSD without medications. Give meditation a try. Continue reading The happiness track. Vets welcome back.
If you agree, we – as human beings – were born to be a whole, balanced, and strongindividuals. Greek philosophers, and physicians, say that the natural state of things is calm and, sophrology – the science that studies the Consciousness – promotes body, mind and spirit harmony (SOS = free from diseases, balances. PHREN = diaphragm, emotional heart and by extension, spirit, conscience. LOGOS = Science, study, speech). So, naturally, PTSD occur as a consequence of a lack of it. The fact is that you don’t realize at which cost, until your life becomes a mess, when you finally admit that something has broken, and you need help to fix it. It can be a physical wound, or invisible, when it concerns heart and soul, … Continue reading What’s PTSD?
We starve, look at one another, short of breath Walking proudly in our winter coats Wearing smells from laboratories Facing a dying nation of moving paper fantasy Listening for the new told lies With supreme visions of lonely tunes Somewhere, inside something there is a rush of Greatness, who knows what stands in front of Our lives, I fashion my future on films in space Silence tells me secretly Everything Everything Manchester, England, England Manchester, England, England Across the Atlantic Sea And I’m a genius, genius I believe in God And I believe that God believes in Claude That’s me, … Continue reading Let the sunshine. Hair Tribute.