MontanaDevilDog24
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Umm hi. I'm Austin. I'm a 24 year old Corporal in the Marines. I recently returned back to Camp Pendleton after my second deployment to Afghanistan. While I was out there, one of my good buddies from my unit unknowingly stepped on a landmine while were both on patrol. He had his legs mangled and blown off. I tried my best to keep him conscious and stop the blood flow until the medics came, but he kept slipping in and out of consciousness, and a lot of his blood got on my uniform while he was in my arms. I did everything I could do to help him. He died a few hours later in surgery from catastrophic blood loss. I feel so bad I couldn't help him anymore, and I feel responsible in a way too because I didn't even see the mine or anything, and I was looking the other way. All I heard was the explosion. I thought it was the Taliban firing on us. I can't stop thinking about that day now. Ever since then I haven't been right.
I have barely been able to sleep anymore. I just lay there in bed staring at the ceiling, or sometimes I'll lay there listening to my iPod hoping it will put me to sleep. I can barely keep my eyes open during the day. I'll be at PT or the gym or the chow hall or something and I can barely see straight. Then its back to my room and I repeat laying in bed all night awake again.
I went to a doctor here on base and he just gave me some sleeping pill called Visteril. It helped me sleep, but now I'm scared to take it because everytime I do I keep getting really bad nightmares. One night I got one so bad that while I was half asleep still I somehow grabbed a pencil that was on my nightstand and stabbed myself right through my boxers I was wearing in bed and came within inches of hitting a major artery in my leg. Another night I woke up screaming and crying and I was soaked in sweat. Sometimes I'll just start breaking down crying and I can't help it.
I went back to the doctor down here on base, and I told him all this. I asked him if I could have PTSD, and he said no, that its all in my mind and to keep taking the Visteril. He told me only people who get shot can get PTSD, which I really don't understand. The other week I went back up home to Billings on leave to see my mom and dad for the first time in over a year, and I told my dad all this for the first time. It was the first I've ever broke down crying in front of my dad. I think he somewhat understood since he was in the Persian Gulf War. I really felt humiliated crying in front of my dad like that. But he told me everything will be ok, because I have the love and support of my family and the Corps, and that I will get through this. But I feel like I'm getting worse.
All the doctors down here at Pendleton seem like they don't care and they just brush me off. I just keep not being able to sleep at night and living on Monster and Amp energy drinks during the day and crying all the time. I'm kind of afraid to talk to my CO or anyone else in my unit about this too because I'm so scared of what they will think about me. I'm scared if I do that I'm going to be kicked out of the Corps because of this.
I know there are things and people to help me with this, but it just seems ike nobody here at my base cares, or anybody in the Marines all together. I am so scared of losing my career in the Corps over this though. I get told I don't have PTSD because I didn't get shot, so I don't know anymore. I tried to tell one of my buddies who works as a waiter back home in Billings and he just laughed at me and said I was funny, which made me feel worse. I have seen some things in Afghanistan that no one should ever have to see, and I feel so horrible about it. I'm also more than likely facing a 3rd deployment to either Iraq this time or back to Afghanistan again sometime just before Thanksgiving, and I am so scared. I am doing my best to get the help I can, but I have to go through so much red tape in the process. I just wish I could sleep normally again too.
I know I should probably talk to my CO or even my Platoon Sergeant about this, but I'm worried they might think I'm just trying to get out of my upcoming deployment. I am starting to feel like I'm not even worthy of the title Marine anymore because of this. I mean Marines are supposed to be the tough guys of the Service. We aren't supposed to cry like I keep doing lately.
I know this is really long, but I thought it might help me if I got it off my chest.
Thanls, Austin.
I have barely been able to sleep anymore. I just lay there in bed staring at the ceiling, or sometimes I'll lay there listening to my iPod hoping it will put me to sleep. I can barely keep my eyes open during the day. I'll be at PT or the gym or the chow hall or something and I can barely see straight. Then its back to my room and I repeat laying in bed all night awake again.
I went to a doctor here on base and he just gave me some sleeping pill called Visteril. It helped me sleep, but now I'm scared to take it because everytime I do I keep getting really bad nightmares. One night I got one so bad that while I was half asleep still I somehow grabbed a pencil that was on my nightstand and stabbed myself right through my boxers I was wearing in bed and came within inches of hitting a major artery in my leg. Another night I woke up screaming and crying and I was soaked in sweat. Sometimes I'll just start breaking down crying and I can't help it.
I went back to the doctor down here on base, and I told him all this. I asked him if I could have PTSD, and he said no, that its all in my mind and to keep taking the Visteril. He told me only people who get shot can get PTSD, which I really don't understand. The other week I went back up home to Billings on leave to see my mom and dad for the first time in over a year, and I told my dad all this for the first time. It was the first I've ever broke down crying in front of my dad. I think he somewhat understood since he was in the Persian Gulf War. I really felt humiliated crying in front of my dad like that. But he told me everything will be ok, because I have the love and support of my family and the Corps, and that I will get through this. But I feel like I'm getting worse.
All the doctors down here at Pendleton seem like they don't care and they just brush me off. I just keep not being able to sleep at night and living on Monster and Amp energy drinks during the day and crying all the time. I'm kind of afraid to talk to my CO or anyone else in my unit about this too because I'm so scared of what they will think about me. I'm scared if I do that I'm going to be kicked out of the Corps because of this.
I know there are things and people to help me with this, but it just seems ike nobody here at my base cares, or anybody in the Marines all together. I am so scared of losing my career in the Corps over this though. I get told I don't have PTSD because I didn't get shot, so I don't know anymore. I tried to tell one of my buddies who works as a waiter back home in Billings and he just laughed at me and said I was funny, which made me feel worse. I have seen some things in Afghanistan that no one should ever have to see, and I feel so horrible about it. I'm also more than likely facing a 3rd deployment to either Iraq this time or back to Afghanistan again sometime just before Thanksgiving, and I am so scared. I am doing my best to get the help I can, but I have to go through so much red tape in the process. I just wish I could sleep normally again too.
I know I should probably talk to my CO or even my Platoon Sergeant about this, but I'm worried they might think I'm just trying to get out of my upcoming deployment. I am starting to feel like I'm not even worthy of the title Marine anymore because of this. I mean Marines are supposed to be the tough guys of the Service. We aren't supposed to cry like I keep doing lately.
I know this is really long, but I thought it might help me if I got it off my chest.
Thanls, Austin.