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Deep down inside I knew that something was wrong, I just couldn't put my finger on what to call it

Stacy L. Pearsall, US Air Force 1998 - 2008, talks about when she knew she needed to get help for PTSD.

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I think about after three months of going

with sleepless nights, it started to wear me quite a bit,

and I went TDY to Washington D.C.,

where a bunch of photographers from all branches of service,

they get together once a year for the thing called

a DoD Workshop, and one of the mentors there

was a frog in Vietnam and also a combat photographer.

And he'd been my mentor for several years,

and he kind of pulled me aside, and he said,

"I hate to tell you Stacy, but I think you got PTSD,"

and was pretty straightforward about it and the first person

to be really candid with me, and it was really his actions

in being forthright with me and also helping me get care

that led me down the right path to get treatment.

I think deep down inside I kind of knew that something

was wrong, I just couldn't put my finger on what to call it

or why it was happening, and I was a little shocked

that he would know it before I would.

Several years later, I went on my last combat deployment,

and it was pretty rough, and I got wounded.

And it was really a year after I had been wounded that

the PTSD, for me, had kind of gotten out of control

because I had been focusing all of my efforts --

I had been focusing all of my efforts on getting physically

well and kind of let my mental health fall to the wayside.

And with the VA right there, I went and pretty much

asked to get into counseling, and I didn't know what to expect

or what the VA here or the treatment here would be like,

so I didn't go with any expectations.

And I got linked up with Doctor Darrow

and started doing Exposure therapy.

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