I have a situation that I'm sure is similar to many boomers. My dad was a WW2 vet but he talked a lot about the war. The trouble is I have no one to talk to because I am not a veteran. I am 59 but dad told me war stories when I was 8 and pictures too. I have some horrible things to share but I hate getting backslapped by vets who think I shouldn't complain because I was not in a war. My dad was a brave soldier. He was wounded in Okinawa saving a mans life on the battlefield. But he brought the war home to us kids. We were all beaten because they didn't even know what PTSD was back then. I almost had a knife in my eye if not for my fast reflexes. I had him rage at me that he would put a bullet in my head. He put a knife to my throat and held me in a headlock at 17. The day I moved out He broke a barbecue grill on my head and knocked me out. I am called mentally ill but it is not a chemical imbalance like the shrinks told me. I was never in a war but my own house was a dangerous place. Dad was deadly violent. I have sympathy for all veterans but also for their families who suffer because no one really knows what to do with the damaged men and women who come back from the wars and can't function the way they did before they went out. We all need help support and compassion and understanding. I want all of us veterans and non veterans to understand and to help each other. I don't hate my dad. I just suffer with the secondary damage from what he went through in the war. Many kids hide behind a smile in school and go home to the insanity at home. That's my story for now.