Posted 3/21/2014 3:19 AM (GMT 0)
Captain -
Yes, indeed, if there was ever a supreme test for one's coping strategies, it was serving a tour in Vietnam! The stresses that occurred daily there were the ultimate challenges to keeping one's head on straight!
Looking back now, I do indeed remember some of the coping strategies that the men around me, both superiors and subordinates, used to channel the enormous stress that each of them was under. Some of them were truly unique and a testament to the creativity of people when faced with incredible stress, and then finding successful ways of dealing with it.
I remember a 1LT platoon leader from our sister company, who, when he had arrived in country, never set his watch to local Vietnam time! He was from outside Chicago, and his watch was set to Chicago time for his entire tour! When I asked him why he was doing this, he said that whenever he was getting particularly stressed out, he would look at his watch and see what time it was in Chicago, and then close his eyes, and imagine what was going on there at that time of day, whether night or day there, and he said that would make him feel like he was there.
Then there was our S-3, a major who had brought his fishing rod along with him (collapsible, packed as personal gear, he really loved fishing), and he would from time to time go out behind the quonset building that served as the S-3 HQ, and practice fly casting at a pile of empty C-ration cans or something. He said it was great for getting the stress out!
Then there were SPC4 Spezza and SPC4 Lane in my company, who together made one of the oddest couples you could ever imagine. Spezza was a talker, could never be quiet, always chat, chat, chat. Lane was exactly the opposite, never said a word, just smiled at people. But when these two got together, Spezza would talk Lane's ear off about anything and everything, while Lane would just smile, nod and listen, never saying a word. But it was obvious that this pattern was a great stress reliever for both of them: Spezza talked himself into being calm, and Lane got calmed down listening to Spezza chatter.
And what did I do to deal with the stress, of command and of everything else? For me it was getting back to my hootch at night after a long day, possibly even after being out in the boonies commanding my signal relays on my deuce-and-a-half's, hitting the sack, and thinking just as hard as I could about pleasant things back home: things like Christmas or Thanksgiving with parents and relatives, going to football games and dances with old girl friends, sitting in my parents' living room with a bowl of popcorn watching TV. But what I did to make it work was I forced my brain to make these night time fantasies to be as detailed and as real as possible, by building a scene in my mind in which every single detail was as real as I could make it. This worked for me, and was a big help in escaping the frequent unpleasantness of the days I had to encounter.
It is said that the mind protects itself unconsciously from unbearable situations by creating fantasies, sometimes so real that they almost seem to be reality. I guess that's what a lot of us did in Nam, except we did it consciously.
As was discussed in a recent thread, we were all "choosing how we reacted to a stressful situation," selecting our best coping strategies.