I grew up in a home filled with PTSD and survivor’s guilt. My Dad was hospitalized with what was then called “shell shock” for months after El Alamein. My mom was a (Japanese) concentration camp survivor. Although their ordeals ended long before I was born, their personalities were definitely shaped by their experiences.
I know how war affects the person and those closest to the person. But I don’t know it from the inside. I know it as a spectator. If you read The Unspoken Truth you’ll gain more insights than I ever had growing up. It’s a reminder that, although war is part of the human condition, individuals are still vulnerable to the non-stop existential pressure.