If your PTSD comes from war, than you are lucky. Because you get to come home to to a safe place.
Imagine your PTSD comes from your own home and family.
NO safe place any where.
And without a safe place to have, where do you go?
This is why I have a soft spot for the homeless, because I get it.
But I only get it to a point.
PTSD is a mental issue and it can be like taking a drug and becoming an addict. You will use every excuse to not work or face reality and sucker the ones you love the most into taking care of you.
But that generosity will wear out pretty soon after sucking your own family out of their retirement fund.
And you will continue to be a leach until that runs dry, and well...
How do you think homerless are born?
They exhausted all the good nature of family and friends and would not get the help they need, and voila!!
The hell they chose for themselves because they refused to get help.
I hear a lot about those who fought in the war with PTSD, and I am empathetic. But, you can find help, resources with other veterans to help you. If you do not want to take it, that is on you.
I have fought a war and battle since I was 7 years old with my own family. Living under the roof with the enemy and yet, I never took my PTSD to try and sucker people out of money to fund my mental illness.
I worked it out. I had to. I didn't have loving parents who would foster my bullshit. After all, they were the ones who created it and could not let themselves think they had anything to do with it.
SO they hurt me worse to make them feel better about themselves.
So give me war. I can deal with that. I am not above defending myself and killing someone that comes after me on the stage.
But instead, I got parents that made me think of suicide every day of my life growing up in their house.
Yet, not once did I ever take anyone for anything.