“They teach us how to go to war. They teach us how to fight. But they don’t teach us how to come home,”

After a crazy shift in the E.R., I sat on the couch with my wife, Leslie, watching the news. As Tucker Carlson was talking about the coronavirus like every other TV reporter, my wife turned to me and asked, “Are you all right?” I gave her my standard reply, “Yeah, babe, why?” She looked at me and said, “You look empty.” At that moment I realized I was doing a piss-poor job of masking what was going on inside my head.