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06.01.2022 Recently an old Army mate of mine posted about his personal experiences with mental health, this has prompted me to finally do this post as I have been unsure a...bout posting about my experiences for the past 12-14 months. This isnt a post for me to seek personal attention, instead this is a post for me to open up and share my experiences with mental health and to let others, particularly men, know, its okay not to be okay. I celebrated my 18th birthday on the 31st October 2004. At the time I had the world at my feet and nothing could stop me three days later I had sworn an oath and joined the Australian Army. I had spoken about being in the Army since I was 9 years old, no one else in my family had ever served and I still to this day have no idea where I got the idea from. One week into the Armys basic training I thought fuck what have I gotten myself into. I served for 12 years within the Royal Australian Engineer Corps and during that time I served in Afghanistan 2012 and Iraq 2015/2016. I also spent a good time of my 12 years away from family and friends and the Army did become my family. And like all familys sometimes I hated the Army, sometimes I loved it. In 2011 I was on my Explosive Ordnance Disposal Course in Sydney and I was enjoying a weekend off with a supposed mate from Perth who was also in Sydney visiting friends. He picked me up from the barracks, we went to his mates house and got drunk celebrating his friends 40th later that night I passed out and woke up hours later in a bed with him sexually assaulting me. I immediately escaped the situation but never spoke a word about it to the Police or to anyone except my parents and a good friend. I was completely mortified, confused and I felt disgusted at what had happened. I didnt go to the police as he had a partner and his own children and I thought it would destroy his family. He admitted in emails that what he had done was wrong and he is actually friends still to this day with some friends of mine in Perth (they are none the wiser) I chose to block this from my mind and I chose not to deal with it. In 2012 I deployed to Afghanistan with the 20th Explosive Ordnance Disposal Squadron, during my deployment all the usual things that happens that in a war zone happened. I returned home physically intact in July 2012 after a busy 6 months. I felt completely changed but decided to ignore everything that was happening mentally. I focused on being really fit, exercising up to 3 times a day and at night I would drink till I could no longer feel anything. I combined that with a string of unhealthy relationships with women and I somehow thought I was killing it at life. Little did I know I was doing quite the opposite. My best friend of over 18 years could see I was on a path of destruction and would often encourage me to be healthier and stop drinking as much and to focus on myself, however I would often ignore his advice and do the opposite. However he never stopped trying. One day I said to him fuck it, Im going to leave the Army and travel the world and find myself and we went straight to a map shop in Fremantle, Western Australia and I started planning and saving for my World Trip on a motorbike, a trip that would later be known as Tys Ride Around the World and then later The Ride of Our Life In 2015 I was completing what I planned to be my final year in the Australian Army, I had saved up plenty of money, I had brought a motorbike and I had set about planning the route that would take me around the world. In May of that year I was called into one of my bosss offices and asked if I wanted to go to Iraq to help train the Iraqi Army so they could more effectively fight ISIS. Of course I said yes. I was so excited to go back to a war zone, even though I wouldnt be on the frontline this time, I would still be amongst it all and I would be able to get my fix, war is after all, incredibly addictive. It would also be a great opportunity for me to save more money for my world trip and I could submit my discharge as soon as I returned home and be out the Army within 3-6 months and travelling the world, finding myself. Right before I deployed I met an amazing woman called Sarah and to her I was an open book, I told her my plans to travel the world by motorbike. She told me she could ride motorbikes and in response I said, save for your own bike and you can come with me. Within a month of me saying that she had three jobs, was working seven days a week and whilst I was deployed she saved enough for her own bike and gear. In 2016, 8 weeks before I was due to come home from Iraq I picked up a very nasty infection within my right femur, this was gained by cuts to my leg and then a subsequent number of misdiagnosis and fuck ups from the Armys senior medical team in Iraq and also in Dubai at a private hospital the Army no longer uses. At around this time the Army senior medical staff accused me of malingering and being addicted to prescription pain killer medications and said I was faking my leg injury. I was also poorly mismanaged by the Australian Defence Forces Senior Medical Supervisor in Dubai who refused to see or speak to me or the civilian doctors treating me. (I do want to high-light that the ADF medics on the ground do an amazing job within the Australian Defence Force, a majority of the fuck ups as I put them were made by senior medical staff who have since been dealt with by the ADF and counselled on their actions. The hospital that was treating me in Dubai is no longer used by the ADF and every single soldier placed in hospital by the ADF is visited by an Australian doctor, daily.) I was in Dubai for 7 days in a foreign hospital being poked and prodded and refused pain medication by the doctors, during this time my family and partner were being told I was satisfactory and nothing was wrong with me. On day five both my mother and partner called the ADF demanding action be taken to get me home to Australia, I was on a flight back to Australia within 48hrs. Before I flew out all the medic staff in Dubai came and saw me and wished me well, except for the Senior Medical Officer who had refused me treatment or help. Within three days of returning to Australia I was transferred to three different hospitals and on the seventh day of returning I was operated on by the amazing Dr David Shooter. I had been diagnosed with Chronic Osteomyelitis with a Golden Staff infection. Dr Shooter informed me that I was 2 days shy of having my whole right leg amputated. I would go on to have a subsequent 3 operations and 5 months of intensive physio therapy which included me having to learn to walk again. Over the course of all these years of various things happening to me, being assaulted, being in two war zones and a few other things, I never properly dealt with my mental health. Instead I used alcohol, unhealthy amounts of exercise, excessive spending and poor relationships to feel better about myself. I even tried to commit suicide twice, both times unsuccessful. Whilst I was in hospital recovering from my leg injury it was there everything from the past six or so years caught up to me. I had lost all control of my life, and I lost control of my mind as well. I suffered several severe break downs and my mind snapped and unfortunately my family had to deal with the outcomes. During my recovery, my partner and mother contacted the ADF and informed them I was not coping mentally and in turn the Army ordered me to get a mental health assessment. In Aug/Sep 2016 after seeing three mental health specialists, I was diagnosed with PTSD, Major Depressive Disorder and Severe Anxiety. So whilst learning how to walk again, I started the beginning of my road to mental health recovery, although I was still in denial. In October 2016 I returned to my home in Brisbane and started seeing a brilliant Psychologist, Psychiatrist and GP. Additionally I was helped out my two Occupational Therapists who helped to link all my medical specialist together including my surgeon as well. I slowly started thinking about coming to terms with all these life changing occurrences that had happened to me but I wasnt ready to accept them. Instead I was actually planning my third and final suicide attempt, this time I wasnt going to fail, this time I was going to succeed and I was actually looking forward to it and I was comfortable with ending my life. In February 2017 my psychologist and psychiatrist who were closely observing me and my behaviour presented me with two options, I either admit myself to a psychiatric ward or they admit me themselves. I was admitted for two weeks into a hospital in Brisbanes north and after three days of hiding in my room I started attending daily classes and very quickly I realised I was not alone in my battle and that this was a battle I could win. Within a week of being in the ward I made the decision that if I didnt change my life, I would lose my incredible partner, my family and my friends. As soon as I left hospital I began to seize life by the balls. I stated I would do the world trip on my motorbike with my partner and I would succeed in life instead of letting life beat me. I set the goal that on November 11th 2017 we would leave on our world trip on our two motorbikes. In the next 9 months I worked my arse off so that I could achieve the goal of riding around the world on my bike. I did this by attending multiple day courses within the psychiatric ward, having regular one on one sessions with my specialists and learning how to deal with my mental health injuries. On the 11th November 2017 Sarah and myself left Brisbane on our two motorbikes to take on the world. I am still working on all of my conditions and some days I am more effective at it then others. I still have huge amounts of anxiety, I still sleep shit and panic and get angry at the world and things within the world but I have learnt to manage it. And when Im spinning out, I use a few simple strategies that I can share; please note, Im no specialist but I do suffer from these injuries so I think Ive got a leg to stand on; 1. Admit to yourself that its okay not to be okay, its okay to have shit days, its okay not to be fine. 2. Create a support network, have a list of friends and family who you know you can lean on for support when the going gets tough. 3. Talk to your partner, dont think your protecting them by not telling them, trust me, this is worse than actually telling them and talking to them. 4. See a professional mental health professionals are great, but find one that works for you (it took me four before I found my current one) 5. Find coping strategies that work for you and make them ones that you can do everywhere mine include breathe work and mindfulness and grounding 6. Lead a healthy lifestyle, its okay to drink and to eat shit food but dont do it to excess and dont make it a constant thing. 7. Write down what is troubling you and why 8. Life will get better, but you have to work at it and you have to want to change, the first step is the hardest. As I write this I am in Sri Lanka, the beach is at my door step and my amazing partner is sun baking. Soon we will have to return to reality, we will have to get jobs and start earning money as our savings are really, really low. I still have my shit days, but I still work on my feelings and I also speak to my phycologist once every two weeks for an hour. If you have made it this far, thank you so much for reading, I hope its helped you, like its helped me to finally write it all down. Be kind on yourself and remember you always have a way out of those dark times, youve just got to open your eyes and reach out.

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