I wanted to die multiple times. I would think, I can fix multi million dollar war machines but I can't even hold onto a fucking repairman job.
They don't prepare you. It's not your fault. But you can get through it. We can cope. Find a support system. And no bullshit, if that starts with you reaching out here then do it.
You matter. They used us as either bait or fodder, but you have a soul inside you and brains in your head. We need you here even if you feel out of place and out of step.
You can get through this.
Please reach out to someone. It's way easier than grinding your gears on your own.
I’ve been bottling stuff up even before the army. It’s spilled out before but I didnt realize it could get this bad. I just started new meds so I’ll reach out to my doc about someone to talk to
It’s pure agony some days. It’s so much a struggle to move some times.
I wanted to die multiple times. I would think, I can fix multi million dollar war machines but I can't even hold onto a fucking repairman job.
They don't prepare you. It's not your fault. But you can get through it. We can cope. Find a support system. And no bullshit, if that starts with you reaching out here then do it.
I’ve almost done it a few times. Only thing that stopped me I guess was a few pounds on a trigger. Idk.
They don’t and then cry out when vets Kill themselves all the time. But still send us to “war.”
You matter. They used us as either bait or fodder, but you have a soul inside you and brains in your head. We need you here even if you feel out of place and out of step.
You can get through this.
Please reach out to someone. It's way easier than grinding your gears on your own.
I’ve been bottling stuff up even before the army. It’s spilled out before but I didnt realize it could get this bad. I just started new meds so I’ll reach out to my doc about someone to talk to