A good man died on 6/27/06.
I knew him, he was my friend, he desides he wants to make a hell hole a better place. He helps teach these people and show love to them, only to be killed by a roudside bomb. If I were there today, then I would probibly not care. I come here and I relize that most people don’t care. Its nice to know that some do, but I would only hurt them more. I’ve lived off of barrowed time, for five years. I have to pay that back. Its not a case of if I’m insane, it that I don’t have a choise. I sold my soul a long time ago, and I have to pay it back. This is my last post.
If I could start again.
A million miles away.
I would keep myself.
I would find a way.
I checked myself in to a hospital, they told me that I did have post traumatic stress syndrome. I also got my letter that said that they exspected me back in November and that i would be back with my group. They sould be getting the news and hopfully delay it. I am sorry for wasting your time too. I never should of brought my problems to the internet. I am very, very sorry too for sacring anyone at all or getting their hopes up too. I’m really glad that some of you cared, and I would truly try to start again.
Thanks, I was seriously going to do it until I saw a watermelon on the table. I took it a pot shot and as I did it I saw my friend get killed. I started to cry and soon the cops showed up and took me to the hospital. My Girl friend ran in and I remeber I saw her eyes filled with love. I think I’m going to propose to her before I go back. I might not even go back because I’m in this condition. I really hope that things will work out in the future.