A photographer and a soldier talk about dealing with PTSD from being in war situations – The Washington Post

I wish I could pinpoint a defining moment, or a shutter click that marked the instant when I’d had enough of covering war. But I can’t. Maybe there was one hidden amid the dust and rubble and broken bodies I’d left behind when I walked out of Gaza after the 2014 war there. But rather than a sudden change of heart, my appetite for covering conflict faded gradually, a light waning until there was nothing left to see.