After several years of coping with severe symptoms of Post-traumatic stress disorder (PTSD), I have finally finished my memoir, Broken Silence, and it set to be published by the end of this year. I must admit, since my discharge from the Navy in 2009, my life has been one big roller coaster, one tragic event after another. In early 2010, I moved back to Georgia after my mom suffered a massive stroke, the following year my dad passed away from a heart attack, after surviving prostate cancer. The following year, one of my young cousins passed away from complications of Type-2 diabetes and last year my older brother passed away from a massive heart-attack.
One can only imagine, how can a person survive all that and is “still standing.” All I can say is that I owe all the glory to our higher power. Had it not been for our Divine Creator, I would not have been able to scribe my own story, which was one of the best therapy treatments thus far.
When I first embarked upon this journey, to write about my military experience, my grandmother gave me some sound advice, and I hope her wisdom is able to help others who are coping with PTSD, her words were, “If you don’t get that grief out of you once and for all, it will eat at you like a cancer.” Those are powerful words to live by.
There’s a long list of people I want to thank for their encouragement and support, even though I probably talked their head off. I’m glad that chapter of my life is finally closed and I’m embarking on new horizons and will be championing different causes, primarily towards helping our youth to avoid unnecessary violence in the streets. When Mother Grace survives you through the storm, it is to go back through the eye to guide other victims towards her healing light.