Scott_Fraser
Gold Member
Hi folks, my name is Scott. I suffer from Combat Stress due to my time when I served with the British Army in Bosnia. My wife is a new member as well her name is Kim.
I served in the army for 15 years and during that time I was relatively happy. I served in the 1st Gulf War and I was ok there. But it was serving in Bosnia the following year that screwed me up so to speak.
The incident happened in January 1993 shortly after we deployed there as part of the UN Peacekeeping Force. One night we were evacuating civillians from a small town. It was like Armaggedon. Fire, Explosions, and constant gun fire. I saw a young girl, she was only 4. And I gave her a bar of chocolate from my ration pack. As she went to pick the choc. She dropped her doll, and I bent down to pick it up. And that split second a snipers bullet rang out and shot the little girl through the head. I have lived with that image in my head for 12 years, and sometimes I wish that the bullet ahd hit me and spared the little girl's life. But, it wasn't to be. If anybody can give me any help I would be grateful. I am now finally recieving treatment for my condition at a treatment centre called Hollybush House, which is just down the road for me in the next town here in Scotland. This place deals with former soldiers, sailors and airmen who suffer from Combat Stress. I have been twice in the last year, and I'm due in again in February which I'm looking forward to.
Thank you for reading my moans, but I need help and hopefully you can give me lots of advice.
Thanks
Scott Fraser
I served in the army for 15 years and during that time I was relatively happy. I served in the 1st Gulf War and I was ok there. But it was serving in Bosnia the following year that screwed me up so to speak.
The incident happened in January 1993 shortly after we deployed there as part of the UN Peacekeeping Force. One night we were evacuating civillians from a small town. It was like Armaggedon. Fire, Explosions, and constant gun fire. I saw a young girl, she was only 4. And I gave her a bar of chocolate from my ration pack. As she went to pick the choc. She dropped her doll, and I bent down to pick it up. And that split second a snipers bullet rang out and shot the little girl through the head. I have lived with that image in my head for 12 years, and sometimes I wish that the bullet ahd hit me and spared the little girl's life. But, it wasn't to be. If anybody can give me any help I would be grateful. I am now finally recieving treatment for my condition at a treatment centre called Hollybush House, which is just down the road for me in the next town here in Scotland. This place deals with former soldiers, sailors and airmen who suffer from Combat Stress. I have been twice in the last year, and I'm due in again in February which I'm looking forward to.
Thank you for reading my moans, but I need help and hopefully you can give me lots of advice.
Thanks
Scott Fraser