Posts filed under: Military

Military

Writings of my life in the Marines, as a veteran, other veteran’s stories told, observations, and a hope to improve communication between the veteran and civilian world

Suicide is all around us. It’s a growing issue. The past few years have been difficult on everyone and the isolation imposed on the world exacerbated it. ...
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If you never submit yourself to the process, it will never work. If you think therapy never did anything for you, ask yourself: did I actually give it my all? What was I holding back??...
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What do you believe in strongly enough to fight for? To DIE for?...
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"The American flag represents an ideal: the sovereign individual contributing their best to the collective by choice rather than coercion."...
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I don't want you to think like me. I want you to think like you. I'm not trying to convince you of anything. I'm just writing; it's like thinking aloud....
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The world turns and we find ourselves again having completed another Memorial Day....
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When they find out I’m a vet, everyone wants to know the "why." They ask, "What made you join the military?”...
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What’s in a name? So, who are you? That’s the hard part. ...
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Perception is your interpretation of reality. It's this perception we must break free of. I'm guilty of feeling trapped, alone, hopeless, and that this world is only out to get me....
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EOD is the science of vague assumptions based on debatable data taken from inconclusive experiments with instruments of problematic accuracy by persons of questionable mentality....
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Nothing will ever look, feel, smell, sound, or taste the same after this. When are you ever at peace?...
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Either way, I would become enraged, but I never acted out of anger (don't think I didn't want to, I just chose the high road)....
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I was done, broken, & desperate. I wanted it all to end…...
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Adrenaline, a bit of fear, anger, confusion, focus… all these things washed over me at once as we low crawled through a thorn bush to a small berm a few yards in front of us....
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I began shouting to the Marine, “Hey, can you hear me? Can you move?!”...
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