I run; therefore I think.
Work coerced me back to work before I was ready.
Just throw her back into battle that will help her. Now I’m upset I let them dictate what was right for me. Them who have no clue what loss entails. Just do it the ol’ military way, throw her back to battle, that will keep her mind off of it. That’s what’s best for her. Now I see that is the wrong approach. I look at the military and the war. Maybe they don’t do this now, but imagine being in battle and your guys are killed around you. Keep him in there, he’s got to work through it. He’s got to face the demons and no better way than to get him back into action. Hah, now look at our soldiers. PSTD. Ya’ think that has something to do with it. Don’t deal with their issues now, don’t feel emotions now, shove it in, fight, battle. Did they think it would go under and never resurface? People are stupid. They did the same thing to me. So here I sit all of you resurfaces because I couldn’t deal with you over the summer. Thanks work. Thanks for trying to be a sound mind and making decisions for me. Thanks for prolonging this agony fuckers.
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