I dont think its ptsd, more like rage. I spent years in training centers, field problems and Iraq I was forced to stay awake for days at a time. Forced to live like a wild animal with no clean uniforms, no shower, no shelter, exposed to over 120 degree temps nothing to eat but mre's and constant attacks by Iraqis for nearly a year. I get treated like dirt im always tired. I have to get up before sun up to pt and then get off work about 12 hours later. the army keeps sending to one desert after another or some swamp and keeps giving me orders to be stationed in the south west of the U.S. I hate the south west its hot as hell the wind doesnt stop and there is nothing to do. Ive been spat on pelted with rocks and dirts had rockets shot at me and been put on patrol some times lasting days where there is always gun fire. Being that Im combat arms I get sent to do the most time consuming dangerous dirtiest work while other people just relax and treat me like dirt when ever they have the oppertunity. I have to lift hundreds of 155 rounds that are more than half my weight. Why cant everyone die?
I almost forgot Im flat broke every time im on a long drive I get the feeling Im driving through fields in Iraq random strangers are always trying to piss me off the army keeps trying to play games. You dont treat a person who has the army's most dangerous weopons like shit and expect nothing from it oh and i have another two years of this nightmare.
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I almost forgot Im flat broke every time im on a long drive I get the feeling Im driving through fields in Iraq random strangers are always trying to piss me off the army keeps trying to play games. You dont treat a person who has the army's most dangerous weopons like shit and expect nothing from it oh and i have another two years of this nightmare.
Heavy Artillery