I am 37, a wife and a mother to a crazy 7 year old girl. I am an animal lover, and am lucky enough to have a chocolate labrador, a ridiculous bunny, and the most magnificent horse. I live in beautiful Muskoka, Ontario and the last 17 years I’ve been a paramedic. I started at age 20 (!) doe eyed right from school. I have been a paramedic in the same small town in which I grew up and still live in. I was diagnosed with PTSD earlier this year after an incident that happened on my way home from a night shift. I was driving home,( in uniform) and happened upon a horrific motorcycle accident minutes from my home. I quickly realized the injured person was someone I knew, whom together we had a very complicated and tangled friendship over the years. Despite my best efforts, I knew this person would die from their injuries. I went home numb, and my shell cracked open. I went off work and was diagnosed with PTSD a week later. Everyone has a journey, this is mine.