If Jean ever wants to talk through his PTSD with someone ho has had it for quite a while now…I’d be happy to offer my services. I know we got off on the wrong foot, but I understand what it’s like to be young and to have something like that happen.
If ever he would want to, I’d be willing.
That sounds really nice…it’s exhausting and I hate bringing it up because I know none of my friends really understand or probably want to hear about it.
I totally understand. I’ve been out of action for years now but those nightmares still shake me to my core. I’d be happy to listen if you’re willing to tell me.
I’m sure that’s really tough…I can’t imagine what a war would be like. I’m wholeheartedly sorry that we got off on the wrong foot. I really look up to and respect soldiers. I wasn’t raised to act that way and I hope we can look past it.
I guess it’d help to talk about it. It’s just so exhausting, I can’t go an hour without reliving the incident in some way..the worst parts are when I have nightmares and people I love are involved. That’s horrific. And I’ve been so irritable lately, Idk how anyone puts up with me? I just snap on everyone for the smallest things. I just wish it would stop.
This probably sounds really morbid, but do you ever wish that you hadn’t lived through what you did? I think about it all the time and I feel so disgusting for it..
It’s alright, I appreciate your apology and I am more than happy to move past that all. Yeah, it’s really rough especially when you can still feel the physical pain. I was the same way. I snapped at anyone who tried to help… Somehow I was desperate for them not to see how I had failed. And yeah, it’s an awful feeling. Bit still…sometimes l feel so broken that I wonder if dying would be better.
I know what you mean and I’m assuming it doesn’t really ever completely go away? It’s so hard because I know I need help but I have a pregnant fiance so I feel guilty because I should be the one taking care of her. Not the other way around.And I know she’d be better off without me, that sucks a lot because I refuse to let go of her but I know she’d be happier without me. Did the medication help you? Because it doesn’t do anything except for leave me out of it.
Well…It’s been about seven? Years? Maybe longer…But no. No it hasn’t really stopped. I’m sure she needs you more than you think. She would be devestated. My meds just made me more depressed
Damn. I’m genuinely nervous about everything. We should meet for coffee sometime, I feel like talking to someone who isn’t a therapist.
I understand completely. Let me know when you’re free and we’ll work from there.











