They said I would be wounded in my thoughts. I would forget how to trust , and think that others
were trying to harm me. I would see danger in the kindness and concern of my relatives and others.
Most of all , I would not be able to think in a reasonable manner , and it would seem that everyone
else was crazy. They told me that it would appear to me that I was alone and lost even in the midst
of the people...that there was no one else like me.
They warned me that it would be as though my emotions were locked up , and that I would be cold
in my heart and not remember the ways of caring for others. While I might give soft meat or blankets
to the elders or food to the children , I would be unable to feel the goodness of these actions. I
would do these things out of habit and not from caring. They predicted that I would be ruled by dark
anger and that I might do harm to others without plan or intention.
They knew that my spirit would be wounded. They said I would be lonely and that I would find no
comfort in family , friends , elders or spirits. I would be cut off from both beauty and pain. My
dreams and visions would be dark and frightening. My days and nights would be filled with searching
and not finding. I would be unable to find the connections between myself and the rest of creation. I
would look foward to an early death. And....I would need cleansing and healing in all these things.
A special THANK YOU to Mac173 from the combat vets with PTSD club at Yahoo for finding and sharing this piece. Mac says:"Elder's Thoughts was written by a Native American Veteran who went through the North Chicago VA Combat Trauma Program back in 1991."
Some other writings on my site
The Man On The Bus
Loss of Innocence
For The Future
Vietnam (from a mother's point of view)
One Day in Nam (for Chuck)
Name On THE WALL
Tet Offensive 31Jan.68
The Three Amigos
From The Other side (of THE WALL)
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