I don’t mean any disrespect, but you don’t sound like someone with the psychological capability to handle war.
Unless you’ve done a few tours of real combat, or have some kind of degree in psychology, I suggest you go **** yourself.
Im between courses at the moment, so I take the time to re-evaluate everything about my ehtos, ethics, life, and my place in the world. It’s a healthy thing to do, to see if Im still right, and to help see if going insane or losing it.
Also remember that God is eternal and exists outside of time. He sees all. You do not. I think some humility would do you some good
“As highly or misguided as a man may think of himself, he is only flawed when he thinks less of others.”
God didn’t tell you to join the army and i didn’t either, so quit acting like you had to and that you’re doing the world a favor by doing “God’s work”
No booming voice directing me, nobody on the street walkin up to me and asking me to defend them, your right there, but still only half right.
I’ll say it again. I am what I am.
I look at the world, the way it is, and I can only react one way to it. Anybody can see the suffering the world, but most people just block it out or let is pass, I cannot. It’s constantly with me, things I learnt about years ago still haunt my dreams today. To such suffering, there is only one course of action.
I tried to force these things out of my mind, and I almost lost it. I tried to force those things out of my mind, to do or use someting to make it go away, and all I got was a feeling of utter lose and darkness. I once tried to drink it away, I drank a dangerous amount and I don’t remember anything. I still hear stories of even then, in my sleep how I cried over the suffering of Vietnam. There is nothing that can force these thoughts, throughts that drive me to war, out my head.
I also tried to just ignore it, to live with it, to force peace onto myself. I kept trying to tell myself that one soldier doesnt matter, that there are other things I can do to do good, to think about my family, ect. I couldn’t do it, just can’t ignore it. I do not know of anywords to discribe how it made me feel trying to ingnore it, other than I know i could not live with myself like that.
I have no freewill because I have no other choice, I can only react one way to this situation. If I do not do this, I simply can’t exist, nor would I want to.
Now Im drunk and sleeply, goodnight.