I was stop-lossed twice, so I did four tours.
The first time it wasn’t so bad coming home, since I knew it was temporary.
Midway through my second tour we started calling the enemy insurgents instead of soldiers.
They changed the game, making bombs out of TNT and old 105 shells.
IEDs could look like a paper bag on the road, a wire in the dirt or nothing at all.
Plus, there were always snipers
Now when I go on a walk around the neighborhood, it sometimes takes everything I have to not flinch or run screaming.
The terror never ends.
Very strong account of what must be a very common outcome after active service. Well done.
Excellent. A vivid sketch of PTSD and the voice is superb..
Your story hit it’s mark as I had to look up what stop-loss is. Thanks.
So did I :-)
Oh the terror afterwards… the world are filling up with these people now, an epidemic that will ripple through society….
Dear J Hardy,
Strong message. Powerful writing.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Our society is built on a shaky foundation. Very vivid description makes a powerful story.
Sounds like a true account being narrated by a soldier. Well done.
Gritty and very likely representative of someones life.
war sucks!
Very scary. I can imagine how this person feels. Does this reaction ever diminish? I hope it does eventually.
A little too real that one….
I could almost feel what they feel! Great take on the prompt!
So many unique and interesting takes, and your only adds to the greatness! Well done!
This is a great description of what happens in a person with PTSD. Thanks for the share.
Well written and well done for raising the issue.
heard loud, understood deep.