How Transcendental Meditation Helped Me Cope With My PTSD

Geri Hirsch, founder of Because I'm Addicted, is as proud California girl, born and raised in LA. After finishing business school and feeling unfulfilled at my her very serious first job, she started blogging in 2005 as a creative outlet, and have been doing it ever since. Nowadays, she loves sharing inspiration for fashion, recipes, and a lifestyle that feels good and is full of balance (think: red wine with a side of dry brushing). You can find her and her wellness-obsessed husband in LA traveling, listening to old records and planting in their organic garden. We're thrilled to have her on as a contributor for THE/THIRTY, where she'll be sharing her health and diet tips each month!

I wish I could say that meditating became part of my life because I downloaded an app or felt an internal craving for it, but for me, my meditation practice came out of necessity. That necessity was my struggle with post-traumatic stress disorder.

Ten months after I got married to the man of my dreams, my husband, Darin, went out for his morning run—something he did daily. But instead of returning home like usual, Darin was found lifeless on the sidewalk by a passerby who then called 911. He was revived by a sheriff and rushed to the hospital where they determined my young, healthy guy suffered a heart attack. They performed heart surgery on him immediately, then he spent days in a coma. I found myself in the most stressful, traumatic, unstable state of my life, something I'd find would last for quite some time.

By the grace of all the positive vibes in the world, three weeks later, Darin and I walked out of that hospital hand in hand. He was perfect, and he would be okay; it was truly a miracle, and there are no words to describe the level of gratitude I have day in and day out based on his recovery, but the aftermath was a struggle.