sonofabeach

The head doc tells me i have PTSD, and that i need to cut back on the drinking. I haven't slept in a few so it helps. Off the morphine though withdrawls were a bitch, but that helped to. Life back home is kinda surreal. I haven't seen any friends of mine in 10 months, and i'm a little aprehensive about letting them know i'm home. How can i share experiences like mine with anybody. Everybody tells stories about there day and arguments they have wih various people over god knows what. what do i say "i drove to michigan the other day to tell my buddies mother that i couldn't save her son." My side has been giving me trouble. Had a peice of shrapnel the size of a pizza slice go through me when my humvee hit an IED. I was lucky Another driver lost his leg. Some people tell me i should be proud of the service i did for the country. When they say things like that they have this spitefull tone. Like thier just angry about thier own personal shit, and need something to take it out on. Now days we celebrate the deaths of our troops, well only in some religions. Leave it to the church to inspire that kind of hatred. I'm not angry anymore...tired as hell though.