Sunday, April 7, 2019

PTSD Patrol guide to a better family road trip

PTSD Patrol Family Road Trip Guide


PTSD Patrol
Kathie Costos
April 7, 2019


I decided to tell our story so that no one would feel as lost or alone as I did.

When I got into all of this, there were not many people talking about live with PTSD. Within our community of veterans, we were talking about it and most of our friends were learning it from me. I learned from the experts on this road a lot longer before I ever knew there was one.


The book was ready in 2000 but I was still searching for a publisher when the planes hit the Towers. 

16 years ago, on April Fools Day, my first book was published because I knew enough to know that suffering would spread out because of September 11, 2001. 

I was talking to a Psychiatrist I know and he said I needed to get my book out there, so I decided to self publish it.


I am not going into detail on this right now, but there is an announcement coming on this soon. For right now, if you want a copy of the book, DO NOT BUY IT ONLINE and there are reasons for that. 

If you want to read it, then email me woundedtimes@aol.com or leave a message here.

Just know that whatever you are going through, the only thing that has been causing a detour between your family beginning to heal is the missing effort on your part. 

Stop taking a back seat to your own life and get in the drivers seat!

#BreakTheSilence and tell someone you love it is time to #TakeBackYourLife

Good Lord! I want to retire! 

Road Ode Carpenters

I've been on this lonely road so long
Does anybody know where it goes?
I remember the last time the signs pointed home
A month ago

Rented cars and empty motel rooms
Lead you everywhere but home
Crowds of people shouting how they love the show
They don't know

The endless crowds of faces
Just keep on wearing a smile
The countless times and places
Lead me back, please take me back home

I wonder if these feelings ever change
How many times I'll lift this load
Come tomorrow I'll be gone again
Roads of sorrows coming to an end for me

The endless crowds of faces
Just keep on wearing a smile
The countless times and places
Lead me back, please take me back home

I wonder if these feelings ever change
How many times I'll lift this load
Come tomorrow I'll be gone again
Roads of sorrows coming to an end for me

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