What an insane 6 months it’s been… personally and in the world. I really can’t think of any other way to describe it, can you?
It started for me with The Boulder Fires, an experience I would love to forget but will never ever be able to erase from my mind. I’ve seen horrendous fires and always felt traumatized for everyone involved, but living through takes it to an entirety new level. I can’t even find adequate words to describe my experience.
My pups would go outside, because they had to or I wouldn’t have let them — truth! and they’d come back in moments later smelling like we’d been sitting at a campfire for hours. I couldn’t see my neighbors houses. It took weeks for the air to be “normal” again.
Traumatized. And that was just one event. We’ve had multiple traumas in this country. I get physically nauseous thinking about the number of people suffering, unnecessarily.
I don’t feel like we’re doing enough, in so many areas…. everyone shows up during a crisis. Breaking news, mass shooting in ———- (fill in the blank, because let’s face it, there are too many to choose from). There are donation funds and trauma services available, the world is outraged.
And then what?
What are we doing AFTER all the cameras are gone? Because communities are left in ruins. Families are grieving. People are afraid.
And what are we doing BEFORE the next tragedy to stop it from happening? Are we changing mental health funding on the state levels? Are we even addressing mental health?
I could go on and on and on, but I’m not here to bore you. I am here to tell you that people like me, who desperately want to help, are out here, and here is how:
Use your voice. Don’t contribute to the sweep it under the rug culture!