Last night, I watched an episode of "Cold Case" in which a soldier was murdered two days before his deployment to Iraq. It's not real, yet I started crying. It had nothing to do with his murder. It had to do with his pure love for the Army, for the young people he was recruiting.
He was injured during a tour in Afghanistan, so he came home and was assigned to be a recruiter. He took it seriously, but the war weighed on him. A comrade died after they were both shot, and he blamed himself because he tried to save him and couldn't. He felt guilt for surviving. His wife tried desperately to understand that he wasn't the same person anymore.
I don't know why it took a fictitious TV show for me to break down. I'm not worried that Adam will be a completely different person, but I know he has changed. I wonder what goes through his mind, and I'll never know. No matter how much combat one sees, war changes a person.
I can't pinpoint what part of the episode affected me most, only that all of the topics discussed hit home.
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I watched it last night too. I didn't think you'd be okay with it. I figured you'd be way sad. I hope that today is better for you.
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