By the time that Sadie gets home later that evening, Caleb and I are happily munching away on a pasta dish that he taught me to make after spending a while just calming down. I never thought that I would crash like that the minute that I was alone. Caleb assured me that that is sometimes normal with PTSD. Many times a military member will be fine as long as they are surrounded by friends but once they are alone and able to follow their own train of thought, they are no longer capable of holding it all together.
"I did not expect to see this when I got back." Sadie says with a small grin as she sets her things down.
"It was not exactly planned." Caleb supplies.
Sadie shoots me a look but I just shake my head slightly as I continue eating. I am not quite ready to tell her everything that
