Hi Guys-

I'm okay-no worries-not going depressed or manic-but I am very stressed out about this whole thing with the Army. I have several advocates and everyone is being very patient and supportive and helpful, but it's still making me feel a little unglued.

They sent me a form (OMG-the forms!) in which I have to talk about events that happened 44 years ago. After being promoted directly out of basic and doing very well with my tests and evaluations, a couple of drunken soldiers caught me alone behind the barracks one night and did some very uncool things to me. When I tried to report it, my sargeant made death threats and I ended up making two attempts. (One thing I do remember with great clarity-the feeling of those rubber hoses going down my nose.)

So I have to write about what happened-and that's what I do best.

I guess I'm just asking for some support and love from all my friends (and the friends I haven't met as yet) to carry me through this.

Thanks. Tea