War in Ukraine. Chronicles of a military volunteer-9
How your life can change in one day…
PTSD.
An ominous abbreviation. It’s in the shadow of war… It’s invisible to ordinary civilians. But its impact on people’s souls doesn’t diminish…
Post-traumatic stress disorder.
We know from historical records that during World War II, German machine gunners went crazy when they realized how many people they had killed in a day. An unstoppable stream of Soviet soldiers who were driven like cannon meat into the attack.
Now the tactics of the Russians, more than 70 years later, have not changed. They are still attacking Ukrainian soil, with absolutely no casualties… and leaving the dead on the battlefield. A human life in Russia is not worth anything. And behind the backs of Russian soldiers, just as in World War II, there are barrier units that shoot their own when they run back, retreating…
The psyche of our guys doesn’t always stand up to that either.
War is evil. It leaves heavy scars on the soul. Sometimes incurable. More precisely, these scars do not have time to heal.
It is said that after the U.S. war in Iraq, more American boys died by suicide than in the war itself…
Today we have an unusual cargo in our car… In our cooler is the body of a captain who shot himself in the heart. We are taking him to his family… to the place where he will be buried… His wife and daughter are the only ones left…
He’s been at war since 2015. And his soul couldn’t take it…
R.I.P.
PTSD…
Ukraine is just learning how to deal with this abbreviation… Our doctors and psychologists are studying the experience of the American army, but there is a catastrophic lack of specialists…
And what will happen after the war?
Me and my guys, even when we are not soldiers, coming back from the front, seeing all the realities of this terrible war, we also feel the symptoms of this disorder. A storm of negative emotions overwhelms you for days, you can’t think positively, you can’t think at all…you’re like a zombie…
Thank God, he’s the one who’s holding you…
And his influence reanimates your condition…
Forgive me for being negative… You’re living in peace, and I’m here as a bucket of dirty water.
Just writing what hurts…
But here’s the thing. When you go through all this evil, you learn to notice and especially appreciate all the goodness around you…
We stand.
And we will win.
P.S sorry for my English
