“Friends told me about Beit Halochem. I came for a visit and fell in love with the place. First of all, it’s a home. There’s a warm, embracing atmosphere. And when you can talk to someone who has gone through something similar, it changes everything.”

Eden Ram

My name is Eden, I’m 28 years old. I served as an Operations Sergeant in the Kissufim Battalion, stationed along the Gaza border. My role was to coordinate everything happening in the sector and provide real-time situational updates to commanders.

During my service, three incidents occurred in which soldiers from our own forces were killed. Those moments never left me. Since then, I’ve struggled with insomnia, nightmares, and constant tension.

I never imagined I might have PTSD. In my mind, PTSD was something that only combat soldiers experienced. When the symptoms started, I thought I was just losing my mind.

Buddy, my service dog, has been a lifeline. He eases my anxiety on a daily basis, and I often feel like I won the jackpot with him.

But the hardest truth to admit is that for many of us with PTSD, the place that should feel safest—home—can actually become the biggest trigger. That’s why discovering Beit Halochem changed everything for me.

At Beit Halochem, I found people who spoke the same language of trauma and recovery. Beyond the cliché, this place truly became my home—safer, even, than my own house. The warmth of the community, the extraordinary support from professionals, and the friendships I’ve built here have saved my life.

Today, I feel lucky. I’ve learned that I’m not alone, and I know that without this support system, I might not have made it through.

Beit Halochem isn’t just a rehabilitation center. For Israel’s wounded warriors, it’s a home, a community, and a place to rebuild hope.