Homework

Writing, or attempting to write, a paper for my historical psych class.  It's not exactly coming along, but I have three days to finish it, so I figure I'm doing good by actually starting it today instead of waiting until Tuesday.  Still... it's actually a rather sad paper, dealing with shell shock and PTSD and how people were treated.  I suffer from PTSD, though not to a great extent, and the thought of those poor soldiers having to live their lives being thought cowards and lunatics.... it makes me want to cry for them.  I love history, but sometimes it brings home how truly fucked up our world is.