Page 482 - Total War on PTSD

Glendale, California one evening. The only treatment back then for what we now know as Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD), was self-medication through alcohol abuse. He died of it, but it took more than 60 years to kill him.
There is probably no one in his whole life who could have possibly known what was in his heart, his mind, his soul...and how he tortured himself with survivor guilt. How it may have led to his tumultuous and often violent marriage to Paul’s mother who ended up despising her husband most of her life. When you live into your 80’s, that’s a long time to hold a grudge. Paul knows first-hand how his Dad’s perfectionism and need to control everything created competition and rifts between his four children; hurt feelings that have never healed to this day. Paul’s father and mother divorced when he was 12 years old. He never recovered from that separation. Not knowing how to talk to him, his mother sent him away to live with his father when he couldn’t cope with the separation. He grew up on the streets and hiding in the woods while his father ran a local gas station. At night his father remained drunk and unavailable.
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