I realise that, in telling the story in a disconnected, passive way, the author is probably trying to do something clever with showing the reader how PTSD makes sufferers feel so apart from everyone by making the reader unable to connect with any of the characters, especially
the main character... but it doesn't make for an easy or enjoyable read.
I struggled through 16 pages, and have been dreading the idea of going back to it. So I'm putting it aside for now. I might come back to it later, but my brain just can't deal with it at the the moment.