Often times we try to fix one thing in our life, and get focused on it. At all other costs, we are determined to fix a small thing at the expense of the greater good....
You’re miserable, but you don’t realize you can leave and go somewhere else because it’s your choice now. ...
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You want to talk about heroics? Talk about them....
What makes veterans heroes? Is it be cause we “signed a blank check” or because we “stand ready at the door against the wolves” or maybe it’s because we are the “rough men (and women)...
Identity. It’s a funny thing. It’s an easy thing to find your identity when it’s being poured down your gullet like being waterboarded by the Kool-Aid man....
The more I’ve thought about it recently, the more I recognize I still need some serious help. It’s exhausting though, having to start the process over and over again, explaining myself to someone....
There was an overwhelming sense of relief and peace as soon as I quit....
Admitting it out loud is one of the scariest things I’ve ever done. Telling someone you know that you have......
What angle does the barrel of a Glock 19 need to be to optimally blow my brains out when I squeeze the trigger?...
“Have you ever killed anyone?” has got to be one of the dumbest questions ever asked by a civilian. It’s not malicious. It’s ignorance....
I was excited about the prospect of deploying again. The unit was spinning up as I checked in. It was long nights, exhausting days; 6, sometimes seven days a week, working 18 or more hours...
We separated for about 6 months. My wife and children went out to Colorado to live with friends, while I packed up my meager possessions I had left and PCS’d (Permanent Change of Station) to...
"Glad we cleared this up. Don’t worry, I won’t ever be back, so I won’t waste anymore of your time, and you won’t waste any of mine.” To which I got up, walked out of...
...two therapists later, with no good answers, and a severe lack of trust in the mental health profession as a whole. So how did I get here? I’m here, now what?...