I got out of the Navy in 2008.
I started dealing with my friends killing themselves off before I got my honorable.
I had more than enough after I was discharged.
After losing friends while active, and after they got out to suicide I swore I would keep living to honor them and live the lives they couldn't.
It is getting more difficult everyday. I'm feeling PHYSICAL PAIN from the fact that I can see data and patterns while the entire world is just giving into feelings and forgetting what happened 5 minutes ago.
I'm in the works of getting my VA disability increased because of this and extra therapy sessions, but all I get is platitudes and "just go along with it, you need your job" kind of shit.
I am SOOOOOOOO fed up with it. SOOOOOOOOOOOOO FUCKING FED UP WITH IT.
If I were not a man of my word, I would not be here right now. I am a man of my word and I will be here until the bitter end.
I'm honestly one of the lucky blessed few who came out the other side. There is joy at the end of the tunnel brothers. Just trust in God to get you there, and be a good caretaker of what he blesses you with.
You have wisdom that “education” frequently leads away from
More like I smashed my head into a brick wall 37 times and then said to myself, "hey, maybe I should turn and walk away instead of smashing into this wall again". But if that qualifies as wisdom, hey I guess I'm a wiseass 😏
Cheaper than an education, and clearly more conducive to conveying actual knowledge.