Why Is Daddy Like He Is?

A Book For Kids About PTSD
by Patience Mason

(Used by Permission)

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Patience H C Mason
PO Box 1517
High Springs, FL 32643

I used to think that if I was as quiet as a mouse, my Daddy would
be okay,
but that's not true.

My Mom says my Dad has PTSD.

"What's PTSD, Mom?" I asked. She likes to explain things.

"P is for post, which means after. T is for traumatic
and dangerous. So the letters PT stand for Post-Traumatic, but they
mean "After danger.""

"What about the SD, Mom?"

"S is for stress, because it's very stressful to be in danger.

"D is for disorder. That means your life gets out of order. Your
life isn't like it would have been if you'd never been in danger.

"The whole word, PTSD, means after the terrible danger, a
person can have this disorder."

"PTSD is a normal reaction to really bad experiences,
like seeing your house burn down or seeing someone killed,
not killed like on TV, but killed for real.,
Like when the kitty was run over."

"Yeah," I said. "I remember that. I still feel awful about it

"Daddy has PTSD from the war.
He saw people killed and houses burned and it's hard for him to
get over that."

My Mom likes to talk a lot.

"Yeah, but why does he always talk about the war?" I asked.

Why does he have nightmares?

Why can't we touch him when he's asleep?

Why does he yell so much?

Why won't he talk to me?

Why won't he listen to me?"

Why doesn't he like me?

Why doesn't he spend time with us?

Why is he so bossy about everything?

Why does he always worry about something happening to me?

Why won't he let me do anything?

"When you have a cold, you have symptoms," Mom explained,
"like a runny nose and a cough."

"Daddy has symptoms, too."

"Some of his PTSD symptoms are numb symptoms.
Sometimes he seems like he doesn't have caring feelings...like
he's not there.

"Daddy had to numb his feelings in Vietnam so he could do his
job and now it's hard for him to show that he cares, but he does

Mom told me some of the other symptoms are remembering
symptoms. That is why Daddy talks about it so much.
He can't forget.

That's probably why he worries so much. And why he doesn't
want us to do things.
He is remembering that a little mistake can make someone die.
He wants us to be safe.
He wants to protect us from everything.

His nightmares are remembering symptoms, too.

Some of the symptoms of PTSD are like freak-out symptoms.

Daddy got used to being real alert and ready for attacks even
when he was sleeping.
Now he reacts before he's awake and he still needs to protect
himself from being killed.
That's why we don't touch him when he's asleep. He might hit
us thinking he was still in the war.

Mom thinks that is also why he gets mad so fast.
Sometimes in a war you have to get that mad to have the strength
to save your life.
You don't have time to think it over in a war you just get mad.

When he gets mad real fast it sure can scare me!

Mom said sometimes the symptoms combine, too
combine means add together
and men like Daddy can be so numb,
they don't know they are getting angry
until they are too angry to control it.

And sometimes they can be so numb, they don't even know they
are yelling.

"When Daddy was in the war some of his friends were killed,
But there was too much danger to sit down and cry.
When you cried about the kitty, it helped you feel better,
remember?" Mom said.

"Daddy had to get angry to stay alive,
and he never got the chance to cry,
so he's stuck in being angry a lot of the time.
Remember how mad you were at whoever ran over kitty?
Well, Daddy is that mad, too.
He's angry about what happened in the war,
but the anger ends up getting splattered all over us."

I used to think that if Mom and I were nice enough,
Daddy wouldn't be so unhappy;
if I were neat enough and never made a mess;
if I were polite enough and never got smart with Dad
or Mom;
if I worked hard and got good grades;
if I hit a lot of home runs at Little League;
then Daddy would be nice, too.

When I would try real hard and Daddy was still upset,
I would get real depressed.

Mom says trying real hard might make Daddy seem better
for a little while,
but nothing we do here and now can change
what happened to him in the war.

We're not responsible and we can't fix it.
The war gave Daddy the symptoms, and he has to work on them
himself. There are groups that can help him when he is ready to
help himself.

Daddy will hurt a lot when he goes into therapy
that's what they call the groups.
He'll hurt because he'll have to remember all the bad things.
He'll be angry and very, very sad.
We'll have to let him feel bad.

We're allowed to feel sad, too.

But because we know we're not responsible for how bad he
it will be easier for us to love him while he goes through it.

Now that we know Daddy has a disorder, we don't have to be
angry at him for having symptoms.

We can love him, and we can begin to learn how to be happy,
again, even though he still has problems.

I always felt so different from my friends because it seems so
easy for them to get along with their dads.

I still am different, but it doesn't seem like a bad difference now,
because I understand more about my Dad.

We hope Daddy will get better, but until he does, we will be all