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Personal Narrative: My Return From Afghanistan

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Well, I’ll start my story off the day I returned from Afghanistan in July 2013. The moment I stepped off the plane I knew that those longs days and nights in Afghanistan were finally over and I could relax again. Thats exactly what I tried to do for the next month or so but I was still having trouble. By the next month or two though it started getting better until I received a call while I was Germany saying that my sister had committed suicide. That just sent me back into the feeling of being back into Afghanistan.This time though it didn’t go away. I tried everything from prescribed pills to drinking heavily. Nothing would help I was just stuck in a jumpy lifestyle where I was overly cautious about everything and little things freaked me

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