No matter what the cause, PTSD is PTSD. We battle with a ghost that only a few unlucky, get to meet. We deal with normal situations in our own manner. We face adversity with a smile because we've been through unexplainable shit. We will always have that bear spirit hibernating with in, anxiously waiting for that moment of unexpected thaw, to rear its ugly head in a menaceful manner, ruining the day.
Wow. I never could have crafted such an amazing explanation. So true.