Anglesachse
Diamond Member
I ain`t been around for a while, Over flowing Stress cup and Physical Pain are not a good combination to have when visiting the site here, so I dropped of the radar for a while to such point that I can come back with vengance and piss on some parades.
So I decided to start a new intro for all the Newbies out there who don`t know me. I realy can`t be arsed with going through each and every intro that has been done since I was last here.
I left the British Army in 95 after the best part of 10 years. Multiple tours of our backyard, Paddy Bashing in Northern Ireland, and tours of Bosnia in it`s hayday (I miss Alan) and the Gulf.
I was a REMF by Trade, but still earnt my Wings and Dagger and pounded the ground with the likes of the RIR, RGJ, LI, AaSH, RA, 4/7, 15/19, SDG aswell as shared many a sanger and OP, shat in the same hole in the ground and even took incoming with them.
Was diagnosed about 5 years ago now (at least I think its 5, memory realy isn`t what it used to be) with PTSD from both childhood and Military service, along with Depression and Borderline Personality Disorder.
I had been on the slippery road to self destruction for years, decades even, ending with my lovely wife finding me hanging from a tree. If it hadn`t been for her cutting me down and reviving me I most certainly wouldn`t be here today.
She had called for assistance, for which 1 ambulance crew of 3 and 2 GCP with 4 coppers turned up. What I didn`t know but was later told was that it is not uncommen for someone who has suffered oxygen starvation to flip out when revived. It took all 4 coppers and the 2 medics to restrain me and 4 cans of pepper spray and and a knock out injection to get me cuffed hand and foot to the gurney.
The misses also decided at this time that enough was enough and threw me out after 17years.
After spending a month in a secure clinic till such time as being mentaly stable. I was transfered to a slightly more open wing for treatment which in total lasted 9 months.
Before all this, I was taking the best part of 12 tablets 3 times a day for physical pain and injuries. I had had many runins with the law uptill this point, and was (or still am) known localy as the Mad Englishman.
I had been involved in many punchups with people who were just in the wrong place at the wrong time, I had even gotten to the stage where Inearly killed 3 people in a road rage incident.
While in the clinic I managed to get a grip on myself and clawed my way back into life. I still have my days where I could throw in the towel but no where near as many as it used to be. Mainly because the misses was willing to try again after I had shown her I was willing to work on myself and change.
I am by no means at the end of the road, nor have I achieved all that is needed to be able to say "I am clean" not that we can ever say it.
The Beast is a life long symbiont who will allways show his head on various occasions, the trick is keeping the bastard in check and spotting when he is going to show his ugly little head and slapping the little f*cker before he slaps you. The best defense is attack as they say.
I have become an avid fan of Natural Health and TCM and no longer takes meds of any sort. And am on most days in a damn good place. But that doesn`t mean I do the coochy coo lovey dovey crap.
So I have been here on the forum around 2 years (I think, maybe one of the possie can confirm) I have seen many come and go, and had to deal with my share of Trolls, Tossers, F*cktards and just plain lazy f*ckers who can`t read.
For those of you on here that know me, I hope you know that I will defend your corner come what may, but again if your being a dick I will tell you. I am not the Politest nor am I diplomatic or subtle. Talking crap gets brothers killed so I say it like it is.
As for the rest, most of you will learn my views on many subjects (like it or not) but I will still go out of my way to help you when I can.
So thats a basic run down of me, and who I am.
Welcome to the Forum
So I decided to start a new intro for all the Newbies out there who don`t know me. I realy can`t be arsed with going through each and every intro that has been done since I was last here.
I left the British Army in 95 after the best part of 10 years. Multiple tours of our backyard, Paddy Bashing in Northern Ireland, and tours of Bosnia in it`s hayday (I miss Alan) and the Gulf.
I was a REMF by Trade, but still earnt my Wings and Dagger and pounded the ground with the likes of the RIR, RGJ, LI, AaSH, RA, 4/7, 15/19, SDG aswell as shared many a sanger and OP, shat in the same hole in the ground and even took incoming with them.
Was diagnosed about 5 years ago now (at least I think its 5, memory realy isn`t what it used to be) with PTSD from both childhood and Military service, along with Depression and Borderline Personality Disorder.
I had been on the slippery road to self destruction for years, decades even, ending with my lovely wife finding me hanging from a tree. If it hadn`t been for her cutting me down and reviving me I most certainly wouldn`t be here today.
She had called for assistance, for which 1 ambulance crew of 3 and 2 GCP with 4 coppers turned up. What I didn`t know but was later told was that it is not uncommen for someone who has suffered oxygen starvation to flip out when revived. It took all 4 coppers and the 2 medics to restrain me and 4 cans of pepper spray and and a knock out injection to get me cuffed hand and foot to the gurney.
The misses also decided at this time that enough was enough and threw me out after 17years.
After spending a month in a secure clinic till such time as being mentaly stable. I was transfered to a slightly more open wing for treatment which in total lasted 9 months.
Before all this, I was taking the best part of 12 tablets 3 times a day for physical pain and injuries. I had had many runins with the law uptill this point, and was (or still am) known localy as the Mad Englishman.
I had been involved in many punchups with people who were just in the wrong place at the wrong time, I had even gotten to the stage where Inearly killed 3 people in a road rage incident.
While in the clinic I managed to get a grip on myself and clawed my way back into life. I still have my days where I could throw in the towel but no where near as many as it used to be. Mainly because the misses was willing to try again after I had shown her I was willing to work on myself and change.
I am by no means at the end of the road, nor have I achieved all that is needed to be able to say "I am clean" not that we can ever say it.
The Beast is a life long symbiont who will allways show his head on various occasions, the trick is keeping the bastard in check and spotting when he is going to show his ugly little head and slapping the little f*cker before he slaps you. The best defense is attack as they say.
I have become an avid fan of Natural Health and TCM and no longer takes meds of any sort. And am on most days in a damn good place. But that doesn`t mean I do the coochy coo lovey dovey crap.
So I have been here on the forum around 2 years (I think, maybe one of the possie can confirm) I have seen many come and go, and had to deal with my share of Trolls, Tossers, F*cktards and just plain lazy f*ckers who can`t read.
For those of you on here that know me, I hope you know that I will defend your corner come what may, but again if your being a dick I will tell you. I am not the Politest nor am I diplomatic or subtle. Talking crap gets brothers killed so I say it like it is.
As for the rest, most of you will learn my views on many subjects (like it or not) but I will still go out of my way to help you when I can.
So thats a basic run down of me, and who I am.
Welcome to the Forum
