Bill Simmons
Gold Member
It is strange for me.My wife has seen as much or more than I have so we are kinda like from the same hell only different day. I can not even explain to anyone the shit that really eats away at me. It is not really about the blood and gore, the killing or any of that shit. It is about being locked up in some place that was so far back in the past I am not sure what is even real anymore. The smell of JP4 will snap my head around. It's like I left there but I never really left. When my wife talks about the war it is all too real for me, I understand only to well what she feels.
I am not sure it is a good idea to talk to her or her talk to me on a real detailed level. I don't know, I never really thought about it very much. Sure I had friends who did not make it home but they were not my uncle or my next door neighbor. There was a little less of a personal connection for me. Being sent to a war and living in a war is two different things. You pick up a gun because you have too, and I think the hate runs much deeper. One of the reason we don't talk about it to much, because the anger she has for the people involved is huge and it gets to me .
I am not sure it is a good idea to talk to her or her talk to me on a real detailed level. I don't know, I never really thought about it very much. Sure I had friends who did not make it home but they were not my uncle or my next door neighbor. There was a little less of a personal connection for me. Being sent to a war and living in a war is two different things. You pick up a gun because you have too, and I think the hate runs much deeper. One of the reason we don't talk about it to much, because the anger she has for the people involved is huge and it gets to me .