after 3 months shy of 30 years in service, I'm having a terrible time adjusting to civilian live. Fresh from High School to the Army, I didn't grow up,I would say, normally. It seems civilians are so much more involved with themselves. Sounds weak, but I don't have anyone I can greave with. I miss my brothers. I miss the togetherness I had with my guys. I feel responsible for sending so many boys into harms way. I see their faces every night just as I go off to sleep. I see the faces of the people I had to fight against around every corner. I can't sit in a movie theater without sitting in the back row. restaurants scare the crap out of me. So many people in such a small place. Believe me, when I go in, I know where the exits are. I carry a weapon everywhere I go. I'm quick to get involved if an altercation breaks out. Loud noises get to me. My wife, God bless her, has been very understanding and she is my rock. Withuot her, I know I wouldn't be here. I'd either be in prison or dead......sorry, just venting