With Respect to The Kumaritashvili Family and In Memory of Nodar Kumaritashvili

Chapter 1: When the dark night Delivers the day

Opening day of the Vancouver 2010 Winter Olympics

Trust me when I say, I know this was very sad and heartbreaking video to watch, I have had to live with this hurt, loss and feeling for 6 long years. Yes, even still to this day I teared up every minute I edited this video over the last few days. Nearly 70 HOURS straight.

I am sharing this emotional journey through this blog right now because there are 1000’s of First Responders around the world who live with, and are suffering the same mental disorder I have over the years.

Post Traumatic Stress is not something I was aware of and ultimately led me down many dark and life threatening paths over the years.

This is why we, yes you and I are on this path together today, to learn more and make more people aware of this life threatening condition.

Stay tuned daily for the entire story.

2 men died on Feb 12th 2010, and only this last year am I healthy enough to tell my story and take everything I have learned to help get Emergency Service providers get their lives back, their families back and their careers.

Thank you for the time you took today to listen, “Its all we really need from you”.

Huge smile, warm hug, so much respect to you for taking just 3 minutes of your day to hear me out and learn how you can help all Emergency Service Providers who suffer with PTSD worldwide.

Terrance Kosikar

ps. The only way we can make this program a success is if you help me please share it with one more person.

Thank YOU !

(bows respectfully)

About the author: Terrance Kosikar

I was the first responder to a fatal accident at the Whistler Sliding Center on Opening Day of the Vancouver 2010 Winter Olympics. Although I was well trained in a myriad of life saving techniques, I was not prepared to deal with the emotional impact sustained while on the job. As a result of the fatality, I developed a Post-Traumatic Stress Injury that launched me into a very costly downward spiral. During several years of severe depression, anxiety, nightmares, and substance abuse, I lost my family, my career, and nearly my life. Pushed to my breaking point, I found salvation within. Escaping to the back-country near Lillooet, BC, I found peace and purpose in Mother Nature’s beauty and simplicity. Many others who have suffered from Post-Traumatic Stress have not been so lucky. By raising awareness and destigmatizing this debilitating mental injury, we can help the people suffering from Post-Traumatic Stress get the help they need.