“My Pain Finally Went Away”
“Like a lot of people, I had suffered trauma as a kid. My dad died suddenly, and my family spiraled into dysfunction and financial trouble. As I got older, I found ways to cope with life - but somehow I could never shake the low-grade sadness that had settled into my adult life for good. I expected oxycodone to relieve physical pain, but I was utterly unprepared to have it also lift the heavy burden of grief and loss that I’d carried for decades. For the first time since I was a kid, I felt joy and well-being. I felt as if nothing bad had ever happened to me, or would ever again."
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“The siblings in a military family are really the only life-long friends these kids will have growing up,” says James Winnefeld III, “LJ” to his family and close friends. “The location always changes, the schools always change, the friends always change. From an early age, the one constant is family.” As he remembers his brother’s life, and the memories they shared growing up, he voices a heartbreaking realization: “John was my best friend.”
On a snowy day in January of 1987, I gave birth to my oldest son, Daniel. He grew up to be handsome and kind with a generous spirit, brilliant mind and a deep desire to make the world a better place. He chose to join the Army as a way to do that. Daniel became an Intelligence Analyst for the 82nd Airborne 7th Special Forces Group, and in 2009 was named the 7th SFG “Soldier of the Year.” When he returned from his second deployment to Kandahar, Afghanistan, Daniel brought PTSD home with him.