Today was good and bad i guess. Ever since I got back from Iraq I have not felt right dreams and blood pressure strees, went to see a doc today and i have post tramatic stress disorder they want me on pills but i don't wana take them im still me just at times im not my family sees it more then i do from what i hear. Slept walked last week my dad woke me up in the woods i pinned my self on the tree line with a rifle. it breaks my heart to know I thought i did the right thing enlisting but ist taken a toll on the rest of my life. I have buddys that came back fine. I choose the wrong job the wrong path.
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