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Originally Posted by Dee8go
I always wonder what the effects on a person are to go to war, deliberately kill people for a time, and then return to civilian life. As a younger man, I used to think one could separate these experiences, compartmentalize them, and live as though they never happened. I don't think that anymore. Maybe it's the fact of getting older, but I know what the phrase, "living with one's demons," means now.
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I understand the demons thing (though thankfully, mine are small with squeaky voices) and like most people, I know men who have not reached an accommodation with theirs. If they make it to my age at all they are often drunks or druggies. I feel a tremendous pity for them, having missed so much that is good and beautiful about life as they struggle with relentless memories.