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How hard PTSD is for those who have to watch it.

One day, she said, ‘We really ought to discuss our marriage.’

And I said, ‘What marriage? It hardly seems to exist.’

That was how it ended. One night in February. Not with a bang but a whimper. With little talk. But much pain. After thirty years.

However, when there was no one to meet me at Denpasar Airport, they noticed this and turned to me by the luggage carousel for the first time.

'Want a lift, Doc?'
'How did you know who I am?'
'We guessed you must be the pathologist just by looking at you.'
'How?'
'Well, for a start you didn't laugh at the movie.'

First, when she was stabbed in the abdomen she had described this as feeling like punches, not like being cut or stabbed at all. This is a very common misperception of an individual who is stabbed: time and time again I have heard victims say that they could just feel a punch rather than the knife itself penetrating.