I am normally the guy who has it together and people come to me to help solve their problems. Strangers start telling me things as if I am their therapist. Last year a VA counselor started a conversation with me in the men's room of the Golden Corral in Kingman, Arizona. We talked for about 15 minutes and he was so grateful for the encouragement I gave him.

Now everything is confusing and out of proportion and perspective.

I hope to get out of my funk soon so I can get back to that place of strength.