The thread I started to answer was "Let us hear about some close calls with bow" but as I started to share I thought this is the time for me to trust others and just come clean. So, here it is....
"There have been so many things that have happened over the years but the 1st thing that comes to my mind was caused by my in-experience of having deer out in front of me in shooting distance and my all too common bouts with panic attacks that were the results of past experiences caused by my time spend in Vietnam where I learned to fear for my life.
Over the years I've had this happen more than once(I sure hate to admit this)but I am going to anyway.
When the deer stepped out into my shooting comfort zone the normal case of nerves(buck fever) turned into what felt like a life threatening situation.
My legs started involuntarily jerking, my chest was hurting and it felt as if my heart was going to explode.
This isn't a fun or comfortable feeling. I remember thinking, "one of two things has to happen, either my hearts slows down or it stops altogether!" By now I start feeling dizzy and my legs have all but turned to rubber when my panic attack strikes.
At that point things go from bad to seriously terrible. I managed to get my bow hung up and wrapped my arms around the tree just trying to stay where I was. I had a safety belt on but with today's knowledge I know now it was a false sense of security that it provided and nothing else. In reality it may have been more dangerous than wearing nothing.
It had turned from an exciting time deer hunting to a nightmare filled with what was to me a very real fear of dying.
I closed my eyes and began praying. I can't say exactly how long I was holding onto the tree praying but I finally had to get seated because my legs weren't going to hold me any longer.
After what seemed like forever, I managed to get my heart slowed down to the point my chest wasn't hurting any more. I asked myself if I was having fun yet. There was a bunch of self talk going on all the while I was still praying.
My best guess is this all took somewhere between 10 and 15 minutes to pass. I was soaking wet, literally drenched in my own sweat when I got calm enough to open my eyes, The deer was still standing there eating alfalfa, I picked up my bow and managed the shot, which was right on the money. The deer ran maybe 60-70 yds across the field and fell out in the wide open.
I was so new to bowhunting back then that I remember asking myself "Do I still need to give him some time?...lol my answer was "hey stupid, he's down in your sight, why wait?"
Until now not many people have heard this story or know that I suffered for years with extreme PTSD and anxiety attacks. I am sharing this now because its no longer "My dirty little secret" and archery(one of Gods' many gifts to me) has changed my life.
I thank God for archery and my love for it. I have been blessed by it again and again. It has helped me over the years to get better at just learning to love life again, a life NOT filled with fear but with LOVE."
Thanks for allowing me to open up and share my heart with you. I am truly a blessed man and you are a big part of that blessing.
With all the love of Christ!
God bless,Mudd