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as Boone would key in;
Debbie Hugg says
Thank you for serving for all of us. I know that the words mean little compared to what you have had to endure. I cried as I read your story.. It was a wake up call to me as well as many others. My problems seem so little in comparison to yours and I wish I could just give you a Big Hug from NY and let you know you are in my thoughts and Prayers.. No one can possible understand what you deal with every single day unless they have walked in your shoes. You are strong and you WILL GET THROUGH THIS… You didn't come home alive to die a slow death and I for one would support you 100% in anyway possible.. I am here always if you want to vent. God Bless Debbie Hugg Dhugg2012@gmail.com
Surviving. Ha! The same answer everyone gets from me when they ask, "How are you doing?" I've been through a little bit of all of that. But if there is one thing I try to get all of us to keep at the forefront of our minds is this; We're here. Somehow we miraculously survived everything that the enemy had to throw at us while many of our brothers did not survive. And we had damn well better not take it for granted. That's my constant motivation.
Great speech to motivate the troops that are getting out…..this man got out and no longer feels the need to be patriotic to a country he fought for but can no longer feel like he is a part of……………where does your AR or any other military handbook tell you to place the blame next…some of us came out fucked up but do our best……MY constant motivation is that when it all falls apart on this soil, I'm equipped with enough attitude and resentment to stay alive.
Jarod Depastene says
"Thank you for serving"
You know how sick of hearing that we get? I don't tell people I was in the military to get attention, or recognition, or some fished-for ego boost… it's a warning to not say anything stupid around me. To not patronize me, or treat me like a dumb kid. I'm 34 years old, and I look 17 (except for the category 5 hurricane of bullshit and pain, behind my eyes)… "I was in the Army" doesn't mean "look at me… respect me… worship me"…. it means "don't fuck with me", because my body sure as hell isn't putting off that message.
Sick of hearing Republicans say that shit when the cameras are rolling, then stab us in the back when the doors are closed.
Sick of hearing Democrats coddle us to use us as a voting block.
Sick of Joe Blow on the streets acting like I'm some kind of hero, buying me a drink at the bar like I need his fucking charity.
Sick of war protesters either screaming obscenities at me, or making me out to be some pitiful brainwashed ignorant animal in need of sympathy.
If you don't have something beneficial to add to my life, then shut the fuck up, don't look at me, don't offer me your useless tears, and certainly don't try to be friendly to me. Unless you have something beneficial to my life… just do what you do to everyone else and ignore me.
And if I offer you my advice or opinion on something I actually know shit about… it's because I noticed you were either about to dead yourself right in front of me, or you looked like a monkey trying to fuck a football. So, you might want to listen, because it will save your life or just make what you're doing easier, and I'm only going to say it once. Blow me off, and I'm going to just watch you accidentally commit suicide, and call you a dumbass as I'm dialing up the coroner.
Shawn Stover says
Fuking HUA, ATW!
There are no words, nothing that can help you? If there is, please tell those of us that want to help. We'll be around, there's lots of us. If it works for you, try God. It won't hurt you any more than you've been hurt.
TRAVELLER UNREST says
I am an Australian and served in Vietnam 68/69..
Last year I visited the Philippines for a holiday and a yank I was introduced to thanked me for my service…. I was immediately pissed off… I did not know why and as I stood there and in that split second I visualised the crimes committed by those who served, the politicians who lied and schemed and the millions who died….
I'm with you… As I said to someone today when I read a Veterans Against War site… Why is it the veterans who are standing there at the open gate watching the horses arse disappear down the road…..
How are we going to enlighten the young and stupid to stop participating in the political bullshit that destroys families and creates enemies all over the world….
James Albert Whyard says
Bent double, like old beggars under sacks,
Knock-kneed, coughing like hags, we cursed through sludge,
Till on the haunting flares we turned our backs,
And towards our distant rest began to trudge.
Men marched asleep. Many had lost their boots,
But limped on, blood-shod. All went lame, all blind;
Drunk with fatigue; deaf even to the hoots
Of gas-shells dropping softly behind.
Gas! GAS! Quick, boys! — An ecstasy of fumbling
Fitting the clumsy helmets just in time,
But someone still was yelling out and stumbling
And flound'ring like a man in fire or lime.—
Dim through the misty panes and thick green light,
As under a green sea, I saw him drowning.
In all my dreams before my helpless sight
He plunges at me, guttering, choking, drowning.
If in some smothering dreams, you too could pace
Behind the wagon that we flung him in,
And watch the white eyes writhing in his face,
His hanging face, like a devil's sick of sin,
If you could hear, at every jolt, the blood
Come gargling from the froth-corrupted lungs
Bitter as the cud
Of vile, incurable sores on innocent tongues, —
My friend, you would not tell with such high zest
To children ardent for some desperate glory,
The old Lie: Dulce et decorum est
Pro patria mori.
Wilfred Owen, KIA 1918
Richard Anderson says
Only those who have no soul say it was just a job. Or they are liers. What he said is what it's like. You will work to get over it and become whole again but it won't happen. Time will heal some but it's always there. It's a part of you. Have a life. Don't let it be all of you all the time. PTSD is real and the anger is real. Learn the triggers and avoid them. Give people a break for being stupid for God knows there are lot of them. But you're right in what you say. Do what brings peace. It will come but it won't stay. Keep moving, it gets better.