 I didn't know I had PTSD. I started acting out of character. I went to the VA. I got out of the program. I felt like I was worse and I was almost about to give up. I didn't want to live. But I had my buddies that we slept together. We talked about it. And I started searching for help in other organizations, local organizations in Colorado. And I wanted to get active. I wanted to get fit. And I started cycling. I was looking for help or seeking out to somebody. I think that's the hardest part once. Once you reach out and you're willing to get some help, I think from there on it started getting easy. We are there to listen to each other. And by listening to each other we know which direction we should go and direct that person and to help. Because if it hasn't been through what you've been through friends have been there and we place them together so you can continue on with a better life. There's a light out there there's help out there. We just gotta look and have that will to get better and better. Some people look at cycling as a leisure. If that's going to make you healthier and it's going to give you a long life add more years to your life well that's a good leisure. My medication is my bike.