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.
That's awesome! I'm glad you have some good outlets and charities. Way to go on the blood donation too. Maybe if the lockdowns don't prevent it (not sure how libtarded your leadership is), you could walk some dogs at the local shelter. They would certainly like the attention. I agree that animals are better people in a lot of ways. I have a dog and a cat, and they can help me get out of my own head sometimes. I hope you get some encouragement. Reaching out is awesome, and this community of strangers is a big help.
My retirement plan is to be a shelter myself for animals. I want to take in the dog's that'll get put down otherwise.
I joke that'll I'll be wearing a loin cloth with a long beard, weilding a staff, and surrounding by ugly old dogs
I love it! I'm such a bleeding heart I could totally do that. One dog with a crooked jaw and missing eye. Another with three legs. One with brain damage that can't walk stright. Another super old and rickety. Another patchy and ratty. I would love on them all.
Exactly.
My dad was a K-9 Unit. We always had at least 1 dog on hand.
After I got out of the Navy, I watched by buddy's cat while he got locked up.
I fell in love with rescuing.
Got robbed one night while asleep, decided I needed a dog.... so I went to the shelter. and fell in love with my current dog. He was gonna get put down. He was only a year old!
He's been the best thing to happen to me. I think folks can learn a lot from animals. They live in the moment. The smell of something can get them excited and loving the moment they're living in.
I love my Buddy. He's the best thing that's happened to me since I got out of the Navy. He's been there through think and thin, and is currently living large on the couch with a 3ft bone and 2 rope toys.
$30 and he's happy? I want to give that to other dogs in their last years. Fuck people, I love the animals.
That's awesome. Spoil the heck out of him. I like looking at the stuff on Old Friends Senior Dog Sanctuary sometimes. It makes me happy that folks care about them in those end times. Pets are for life. Makes me sick when folks give them up.