You bottle up any negativity you feel toward your experiences in the war. It leaves you feeling angry every day and you aren’t too sure how to cope with the emotions. Eventually you find yourself with a wife, two screaming children, and mounting debts. One night you come home drunk and strike your wife out of frustration. You apologize, but you’re unable to control your violent outbursts. Your wife takes the kids to her mother’s house. The divorce papers arrive a month later. You are all alone in an empty house.

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