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I just, finally, went to a good friend of mine that used
to work for the VA.
And she told me, you have PTSD.
And I said, I don't know what that is.
And when she told me, I said, there's no way.
I said, my dad, and my uncle, and my
grandpa all went to war.
And they took it like a man.
How come I can't?
And that was the way I looked at it.
You know, I'm too much of a man for that to have affected
me this way.
So I was in denial until, finally, I just didn't have
anywhere else to go.
She guided me towards the Veterans Administration, had
me lined up for an examination with a psychiatrist. We had
groups where they tried to get us to talk about it.
And when it'd come to my turn, I'd say, no, I don't have
anything to say.
And finally, after so many years, I was able to start
contributing a little bit to the group.
I started coming out of my shell.
My house was in ruins.
I started fixing it up a little bit.
And slowly, I got more motivation to do things.