by Tillie Geidel Conklin
My name is Tillie and I’m originally from Tottenville, Staten Island. I grew up in a very loving and happy home. My Dad was a fireman who worked in Rescue Co. 1 in midtown Manhattan. Sadly, I tragically lost my Dad on 9/11/01. He was 44 years old with only a few weeks left before his retirement. His remains were never recovered. I was just two months shy of 7 years old at the time. I ended up developing PTSD and anxiety from losing my Dad in such a tragic way.
Some people don’t realize that when a child experiences something so traumatic, even at such a young age, it will affect them for the rest of their life. Through my tragedy, I became a born-again Christian. Jesus is what truly helps me through it. Sometimes a panic attack can come out of nowhere, caused by something so small that may not seem like a big deal to other people. I find that reading a bible verse and praying really helps me calm down.
Sitting outside, being in nature helps me as well. I think it’s important for people to know that PTSD and anxiety have many faces and you’re not alone. I am learning to open up about it so that I may be able to help someone else who suffers. May the Lord give you comfort and strength.
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by Robert Cubby
Police Officer (retired)
Often when I get caught up in the news of the pandemic and start feeling remorse for the massive losses to this virus. I like to take a long walk in the woods. The fresh air and sunshine, the trees, plants, birds and animals all help me to cope with what I’m witnessing. I like to walk in a wildlife preservation area near my house. It is an ancient peat bog just teeming with all kinds of birds and waterfowl, deer, frogs and fish. The trails aren’t really well kept but passable. Some become overgrown from non-use and an adventurous hiker will machete a clear trail once again.
It was late spring-early summer, the height and beginning beginning of the pandemic. The TV was spewing out statistics that were hard to fathom. It was difficult envisioning losing that many people in one day. We only see those numbers in the time of war. But this war is different, the enemy superior in weapons and invisible. And winning. I had to walk away from the TV and get outside