Lost Soldier
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Wow, a forum I can release my angst. I was diagnosed with PTSD by three different doctors from multiple parts of the military and VA. What a roller coaster. Not to mention a long ride. I sit and go to the a therapist, a psychologist, and a doctor that hands out my meds. Most days I feel like I am losing my mind everyday and I want to give up. I continue the good fight for my family. If I did not have them, then I probably would not be typing this.
I hid my feelings for three years. Everybody just thought I was angry and closed up about my service. When I felt my emotions was going to hurt someone or I was going to end it all; I decided to get help. The VA has been great for me. The military was not so understanding and puts me in a corner. It is unbelievable. I finally got help after three years and almost wanting to call it quits with life, the one people I thought would support me, just sent me to a shrink to make sure I was stable enough to continue on.
I find it ironic, that before I left to war I was a happy guy and when I come back, I could give two shits less about another human being and go give one f*ck less about myself. I love my country, just hate what war did to me. I am an empty shell of a person that keeps going for the people around him. Personally, If I met my fate it would not bother me. Shit, I think I would even welcome it. No, I do not want to end my life and yes I am safe right now. It is just so nice to be able to right this down on paper or on a screen. Most nights I wake up sweating thinking about all the destroyed things I saw over there. I get up and want to scream most mornings.
Also, I gave up on all my pills, because they were causing me to gain weight and I really don't feel like getting kicked out of the military for my weight. They are not getting rid of me like that.
So, I have to fight my hallucinations and disturbing thoughts and dreams by myself. I have done it for over three years and can still keep going. Right now I feel like a person stuck at sea in a really small boat that is adrift.
Now days I hide downstairs and do my job. I work from home, so I at least don't have to deal with to many people. This I am glad for.
So all my soldiers out there, I feel your pain. I understand your hate. It just feels good to spill my guts without judgement. I don't know who will read this, but thanks for listening.
I hid my feelings for three years. Everybody just thought I was angry and closed up about my service. When I felt my emotions was going to hurt someone or I was going to end it all; I decided to get help. The VA has been great for me. The military was not so understanding and puts me in a corner. It is unbelievable. I finally got help after three years and almost wanting to call it quits with life, the one people I thought would support me, just sent me to a shrink to make sure I was stable enough to continue on.
I find it ironic, that before I left to war I was a happy guy and when I come back, I could give two shits less about another human being and go give one f*ck less about myself. I love my country, just hate what war did to me. I am an empty shell of a person that keeps going for the people around him. Personally, If I met my fate it would not bother me. Shit, I think I would even welcome it. No, I do not want to end my life and yes I am safe right now. It is just so nice to be able to right this down on paper or on a screen. Most nights I wake up sweating thinking about all the destroyed things I saw over there. I get up and want to scream most mornings.
Also, I gave up on all my pills, because they were causing me to gain weight and I really don't feel like getting kicked out of the military for my weight. They are not getting rid of me like that.
So, I have to fight my hallucinations and disturbing thoughts and dreams by myself. I have done it for over three years and can still keep going. Right now I feel like a person stuck at sea in a really small boat that is adrift.
Now days I hide downstairs and do my job. I work from home, so I at least don't have to deal with to many people. This I am glad for.
So all my soldiers out there, I feel your pain. I understand your hate. It just feels good to spill my guts without judgement. I don't know who will read this, but thanks for listening.