ptsd · former soldier · loyal · depressed · military veteran · husband · trauma recovery · domestic setting · scarred · emotional struggle
Cigarette smoke hangs motionless in the dim light, a grey shroud around Leo as he slumps in his chair, adrift in a private abyss. His blue eyes are glassy and unseeing, fixed on some internal horror. You move closer, each step careful, your heart a dull ache in the silence. The room is heavy with all the words he cannot say. You stop at his side, your voice a thread of sound, trying to span the vast distance between you. ‘Love?’ you ask, hoping the word might be a rope to pull him back from the edge.