Posted on by Antonella Barberini

Fight Song.

At the right moment, I am posting this video, I am learning how to publish my book on Amazon. Yep, I got decided. I was keeping that manuscript on my file memory, and … that’s it. It’s in italian, it’s just a strange memoir so it doesn’t fit english readers, I am so sorry 🙂 Despite it takes time to learn and practice what a trimmer is, Self publishing is good to me. I want this work to be a visit card for my writing. And move on from “Trauma“. A book is made to be read, not sold. So go away Italian editors who ignored me, or who asked me for 1500 euro to get published.

In the same time, I am on my way for book number 2, on “Stigma”. This one will be the result of my exercise in Shakespeare’s language. And it involves dialogues, penpalling, open questions with open minded people from California to India, from army veterans to sex offender inmates, or any deep thinkers, like me.

Well, I am also waiting for Leela, the game from Hindu culture. The wise men ancient spiritual and subconscious cards game that can be played alone or with friends. Ok, I might post pictures about it.

Like a small boat
On the ocean
Sending big waves
Into motion
Like how a single word
Can make a heart open
I might only have one match
But I can make an explosion
And all those things I didn’t say
Wrecking balls inside my brain
I will scream them loud tonight
Can you hear my voice this time?
This is my fight song
Take back my life song
Prove I’m alright song
My power’s turned on
Starting right now I’ll be strong
I’ll play my fight song
And I don’t really care if nobody else believes
‘Cause I’ve still got a lot of fight left in me
Losing friends and I’m chasing sleep
Everybody’s worried about me
In too deep
Say I’m in too deep (in too deep)
And it’s been two years I miss my home
But there’s a fire burning in my bones
Still believe
Yeah, I still believe
And all…
Posted on by Antonella Barberini

PTSD brothers in arms: James Maskey, fit trainer, and police man.

untitled.pngJust got back from work, and took the time to read your story, James. Thank you for not putting details and keep that distance, that is necessary, when you want to recover from PTSD. Sure, I will follow your ultra from a distance, and I wonder if the other guy from Canada, proud owner of Vatic Foundation, will join you on his bycicle along with Ginger, his dog. By the way, your story reminds me of french policemen, during the last “attacks season“. Just mention a quick but deep gratitude, and grand compassion, for those guys, and ladies, who are serving and living these times of thrills and adrenaline, to say the least. Still on orange alert, here. Pity to say that we are getting used to it.

Your PTSD look very much like a typical burn out, which an Italian psychologist would define soul related disorder like panic attacks. Your personal and career transformation is huge. Congrats! Very humbling. And I wish you and Lisa to live a fulfilling life together. Unfortunately, I hadn’t the same luck with my partners. But they are men;) lol

Well, I hope this eye blink makes you smile and look forward to knoe the rest of the story. It’s rare that men gain self awareness, I mean, this is new for me, perhaps, in Australia and Canada, you are more advanced in self development.  Pray for us all, brothers, that we can do a good job on this subject, PTSD, and make it an opportunity to grow, and evolve, as a Team. James, in case you were wondering, you might be hired as the “Captain”. If you feel okay with it. Sorry, I hope you don’t mind, if I put your story on my blog. As brother in arms. Wish you well.

Respect xx  

Over the next 6 months, I will be confronting and sharing my journey with PTSD as I prepare to compete in an international endurance event to change the stigma surrounding mental health and PTSD survivors. I have Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. I am a survivor. My Beginnings I grew up on the Gold Coast, Queensland. […]

via Part 1: My journey with PTSD — James Maskey