To Hell And Back...at Home

When I was medivaced out of Iraq, my family thought it was mainly physical. They never even imagined the mental side of it all and what it meant for them personally. I came home in June of 2007. Since then, an uncle and I have mutually disowned each other, my wife and kids have been through hell and my mother is in a denial that actually has me worried. My father doesn't know what to or say and I found that I actually have very few true friends. I am ashamed of some of the things I've done and become, and still up in the air about others. Through it all, it's my wife who deserves a dealing with combat badge.
CAnnesdad CAnnesdad
41-45, M
1 Response Sep 6, 2012

PTSD is a b*tch, isn't it? Maybe I didn't get mine from Iraq, but if you ever need someone to talk to, or just to listen, please IM me. I'm very familiar with the hell of PTSD, as I have it too.

Thanks. There are alot of us, it seems. And you're right, it is a b*itch. You never know one minute to the next how you'll react to anything. You too. I'm here. :)

Ty! *hug*