Some damages can't be hidden...
CHARLIE
PTSD is a bitch.
I lived through sadistic horrors no one should be forced to endure. After my medical discharge from the military four years ago, I thought my physical scars were the worst souvenir I'd have.
I was wrong.
Now, I teeter on an emotional razor's edge. I'm terrified of men. I can't handle darkness. I battle night terrors, flashbacks, and panic attacks, and I'm always armed to the teeth.
Those bastards didn't just rape me. They destroyed me.
MARK
Career-ending, life-changing injuries are a bitch.
An IED on a routine mission in Afghanistan left me fighting to survive. A lot of days, I wish I hadn't. I lost everything my career, my home, my brothers-in-arms, my purpose.
And of course, my...