One of the most annoying interactions I have with people is in reference to PTSD and the “symptom” of “hyper vigilance.” I can’t tell you how many times people ask me if being around crowds is frightening to me. I guess I can’t fault the ignorant too much. But, it gets a little old when I’m treated like I’m some kind of paranoid creep.
Inciting online riots, dragging people into your beefs/shit talking sessions, and complaining about shit from sun up to sun down in no way constitutes productivity nor is it a worthy reflection of our veteran community. Fucking stop
I've been asked the question more times than I care to count. Friends, family, and especially girlfriends are always wondering "why do you carry that thing?"
A pirate's life for me
Let's take a look at an issue without a bunch of ridiculous emotional and political blinders, shall we?
We’ve sat back and watched the whole VA debacle unfold in the last few months. I’ve kept my commentary to myself until the story developed and I could break it down. Now, I still don’t think we have the full story, we probably never will.
“I think he’s just got a bloody nose, and he’s being weak. Throw him back in the pool.” Those were the first words I heard from a SARC when I was just a roper in BRC.