@5150Marine
I'm kind of a magnet for men who either are currently or, more commonly, have formerly been in the military--usually the Army or the Marine Corps. In NYC, there are quite a few of them around. I don't know what it is about me because you can look at me and tell I haven't been in the military for a very long time. I dress like a stupid f*cking hipster and I have four piercings in one ear, and a piercing on my face. However, if I'm at a bar and a guy starts talking to me, 99% of the time, it turns out he is or had been in the military. Things is, I can usually tell before it even comes up. There's something about the way we walk and stand, and then there's something else you cannot quite put your finger on but it's there. One fellow a couple years ago straight up asked me what branch I had been in. It's like we can all smell it on each other.
I saw you're in the Midwest. I'm not sure whereabouts, but there are a lot of veterans in the Midwest. We're all over the place but most of the time, we try to hide in plain sight. I do. We get out and grow our beards or we get lots of piercings, and we don't wear our mil swag around like banners.
@medic5
It's rough being a whiskey. And the tough love approach has always gotten through to me the best. When people offer comfort or sympathy, it makes me feel like they pity me and I don't want pity. I tend to dole it out to other vets (or anyone who's wallowing) when they're in their moods too, even when it's unwanted. I bit back on that after nearly losing a close friend because I said some very hurtful things to him when he was actually looking for my pity.