FIRST RESPONDERS DO NOT COMMIT SUICIDE / PTSD / Canada

These past 2 years , there have been over 100 emergency service providers die by suicide in Canada.
Has anybody ever looked outside the box for answers?

I, Terrance Joseph Kosikar have been working closely with Mr Peter Dietz of the Bad Homburg Fire Dept in Germany.

They do not have ANY stats what so ever .. NOT ONE report of one single first responder taking his or her own life from suffering with PTSD.

I am going to learn their ways and bring back some answers…

#‎PTSD‬ TRAINING CAMP – Tip of the Day

Physical strength is important for a Lion
to remain at top of the food chain.
Enjoy the moment, forgive the past,
Our worst ENEMY – is between our ears

Motivation – inspire addicts / mental health – July 24th

http://www.lightonptsd.com/

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Warm up – go for a paddle on the lake , enjoy the moment
Muscle focus – triceps

Whistler, BC; Feb. 24, 2016: A day with Terrance Kosikar on his journey to raise awareness for PTSD (post traumatic stress disorder) ; While wearing 52 pounds of solid steel chain and battling northern British Columbia’s brutal winter conditions and passing through 12 avalanche paths, he will be flipping a 400 pound tractor tire across 7 back-country mountains in the Cayoosh Range in the interior of British Columbia. Photo: Joern Rohde/www.joernrohde.com
Whistler, BC; Feb. 24, 2016: A day with Terrance Kosikar on his journey to raise awareness for PTSD (post traumatic stress disorder) ; While wearing 52 pounds of solid steel chain and battling northern British Columbia’s brutal winter conditions and passing through 12 avalanche paths, he will be flipping a 400 pound tractor tire across 7 back-country mountains in the Cayoosh Range in the interior of British Columbia. Photo: Joern Rohde/www.joernrohde.com

‪#‎PTSD‬ SURVIVAL – mental health – tip of the day

‪#‎PTSD‬ SURVIVAL – mental health – tip of the day
FORGIVE – those around you today
THANK – yourself today
KNOW – yourself today
BE – yourself today
and simply LOVE YOURSELF TODAY
Start your day out simple, go for a walk,
Go somewhere quiet, beautiful, with no distractions.
Take a few moments to really look around, absorb your surroundings
have a nice few deep breaths,
close your eyes and listen to the wind,
feel the universe on your face,
imagine the sounds of the birds chirping…talking…singing,
waterfalls flowing, nature is LIVING.
clouds may gather, rain drops are LIFE,
As I sit and type this, a sound makes me look up
Awwww, how cute,
7 baby deer, and their mother all staring, eyes wide open
ears so fluffy
They are curious…
They come closer ,,,they love and do not fear this Lion
They see his scars, he has lived many sins.
His main is thick, sharks have fins
all were lessons
life truly lived,
To have this moment… to simply forgive.

#PTSD TRAINING CAMP – Tip of The Day

‪#‎PTSD‬ TRAINING CAMP- tip of the day
ROARS of a FEROCIOUS BEAST,
Ruffle many feathers in the Lions forest today,
2 weeks off was long enough,
Time to get his lazy tail, back into shape

Workout tip of the day,
Warm up slow n easy,
and “EMBRACE THE STRUGGLE”
the toughest part of training…is GETTING THERE!

motivation – raise awareness #PTSD -July 24th
warm up – chop tree in 1/2

Whistler, BC; Feb. 24, 2016: A day with Terrance Kosikar on his journey to raise awareness for PTSD (post traumatic stress disorder) ; While wearing 52 pounds of solid steel chain and battling northern British Columbia’s brutal winter conditions and passing through 12 avalanche paths, he will be flipping a 400 pound tractor tire across 7 back-country mountains in the Cayoosh Range in the interior of British Columbia. Photo: Joern Rohde/www.joernrohde.com
Whistler, BC; Feb. 24, 2016: A day with Terrance Kosikar on his journey to raise awareness for PTSD (post traumatic stress disorder) ; While wearing 52 pounds of solid steel chain and battling northern British Columbia’s brutal winter conditions and passing through 12 avalanche paths, he will be flipping a 400 pound tractor tire across 7 back-country mountains in the Cayoosh Range in the interior of British Columbia. Photo: Joern Rohde/www.joernrohde.com
muscle focus – legs / deadlifts​

I was born an ADDICT, I will DIE AN ADDICT.

I was born an ADDICT, I will DIE AN ADDICT.
You may refer to addiction as a mental illness,
You may refer to us as mentally ill.
I prefer to refer to us as MENTALLY INTELLIGENT.
We THINK too much,
We FEEL too much,
We HURT to much,
We have so much going on in our heads, that most addicts use simply to ‘calm the storm”, that brews inside our thoughts, our hearts, our feelings.
We are always,
OVER LIVING,
OVER THINKING,
OVER WORKING,
OVER CARING,
….OVERDOSING
UNDER ESTIMATED.
Govern’d by the rules,
Govern’d by the laws,
Judged by the sheep,
that graze in the fields,
Our thoughts,
Our dreams,
Our pain ,
Is NEVER seen,
Only looked down at by those who don’t understand us.
We act different,
We dress different,
We think different,
WE ARE DIFFERENT,
We don’t pretend to be sheep,
What you see is what you get.
Our thoughts and feelings overwhelm us,
because we don’t fit into those lusious green pastures,
They Graze
We step out of the fields,
Climb mountains so HIGH
But with societies rules and regulations,
we are trapped in a cage,
Never able a chance,
To fulfill our dreams
Go to the hood, the ghettos disgrace,
Then grab a few suits, and drop them in this place.
See who survives , who listens and learns,
Their wallets are useless ,
Their money just burns
_________________________
Just over 1 year ago, I had been denied by WCB for the 3rd and final time after 4 long grueling years of suffering and jumping through all their hoops and spit on for the last time by the Vancouver Olympic Committee, VANOC
Never once given even so much as a band-aid for an injury I got at work, simply from doing my job, trying to save a man’s life.

Addicts find our own ways to heal when thrown to the streets to try and survive, no food, no roof, no support, no care, no love… stripped naked and thrown to the wolves as we lay their bleeding, as we are being eaten alive, wondering… why me… what did I do to deserve this?

Our answers come in a needle, or a bag… stemming from the pills the ever so “free health care system” has kindly GIVEN US to begin with.

After years of hunger, years of pain, from simply trying to live and
PLAY THEIR GAME.
Weeks of walking around like a zombie,
Starving, homeless, no friends, no money, no future, nowhere to go,
Cocaine psychosis, paranoid, afraid and ashamed,
I know where to go …die by suicide …go with the flow.
One last thought came to my mind,
I wished there was a place,
a place to go, where if a man lost everything , he would be welcomed with open arms.
A place of no cost, a place to heal, a place where he is understood and cared for, not judged, unconvicted and is fed and given one more chance to just be heard and given time to rest, given the time to set new goals, the time to separate himself from all the rules and judges in society.

Only 30 days after withdrawing from all the drugs and meds, I was driven to start this place ..I understood it needed to be done MY WAY…but could only be possible with help from the people who cared and were compassionate enough to listen and believe in my dream and goal to help Emergency Service Provider who suffer with ‪#‎PTSD‬. I dug in deep, listened to my heart, and committed my life to helping others selflessly. “ADDICTED”.

Within just 3 months of attempting to die by suicide, not having a penny to my name and only eating from the food bank, I had raised over $87,000 worth of sponsorship from of the most compassionate people, we made phase 1 of Camp My Way a success.

The first man I met to help make Breaking the Chains BC, and www.campmyway.com a reality, is Mr Larry Falcon of Escape Route Whistler.

Meet Mr Larry Falcon, and learn how he helped –

Larry is not just a Friend of mine today, but I consider a part of our family here at Camp My Way.
Thank you Mr. Larry Falcon for believing in me brother. Respect to you Sir.

Hopefully this message finds the public on a positive note and will help inspire and motivate other addicts who are judged and thrown into a cage, to look up and be proud of who we are, and use our addiction as a strength, not feel like it’s a weakness.

Yes, I Terrance Joseph Kosikar humbly admit that I am a ADDICT, and “JUST FOR TODAY”, I am addicted to helping those who suffer in silence get the help they need to get their lives back, their families back, their sanity back to enjoy another day on this earth as a human being.

My Heart to Yours

The Lions heart puurrrrrrs humbly with selfless love this morning.
As his tail flicks back and forth, smile hidden behind scars of pain.

On top of the mountain he sits proudly looking down to the forest below.
He sits above NO-ONE, as the stars in the universe are in control.

Why is he given his life today?
To help those who suffer, the very same way.

Beyond the clouds are beautiful blue skies.
Years of trauma, flow out of his eyes.

Through all the years, this Lion has roamed.
Surviving the streets, he used to call home.

They’ve judged me, laughed at me, lied to me.
They’ve talked about me, dismissed me, belittled me.
They have unknowingly convicted me, and slit my throat.

As I sleep helpless, in a place where most dream.
The Lion battles nightmares so vivid, YOU NEVER WANT TO SEE.

Shackled with chains, many years wasted, all alone.
No one listened, No one understood,
The wolf wears sheep’s clothing, as they graze above him.

He needed a place, A place he could share.
A place to heal, around people who care.

Back to his forest, away from society.
No distractions, no one to lie to me.

Not driven by money, nor plastic devices.
He must create an oasis, for others in crisis.

Looking through the bars, of “THE LIONS GATE…
He must BREAK THESE CHAINS, TO FIND HIS FATE.

Beside the Lion, are his sisters and brothers.
Together they help him, bring wellness to others.
www.campmyway.com