I'm 18 and I have this fascination/dedication and emotional output in regards to the Vietnam War. My opinions and feelings towards it have an errie resemblance to surivors during the time period, I act like I was personally affected by not one single family member was.
(When I was 13 my dad told me if he ever went to the Wall he'd cry, he was born in 1954 and grew up around people killed. I knew exactly how he felt)
In contrast, half oif my family was killed in the Holocaust, aunt maternal grandparents were liberated and I don't get emotional at all towards the subject.
Am I just a crazy teenager?
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