i hate those friendships that just end for no reason you just stop talking
but like…that’s natural growth, that’s natural development. friends grow apart, that’s ok. that’s the best way for a friendship to end, and the way all my friendships have ended.
my tombstone is going to read,
"here lies audrey, she read the comments"
at least i know this is temporary. this is all temporary.
i haven’t eaten or left bed to do anything other than pee all day
i really appreciate audiobooks because my eyes feel so vacant i cannot read
i don’t know what else to do
my deadlines for all the things i’m doing haven’t happened yet, i’m mostly set now logistically?
but i am acting as if i am dead today
when i get a schedule it will be better, i hope. i feel very, very low
very, very slow.
i don’t know why i’m sharing this
people who have the audacity to mention the PTSD that U.S. soldiers’ face as a result of their actions in Afghanistan but conveniently leave out the large number of Afghans that develop PTSD as a result of those actions.
Your fucking husband’s PTSD, brought about after he “accidentally” killed a little girl, will be treated in time and given all the attention. My family members will never be accorded that opportunity.
We recently just rolled up two high-valued targets. And we didn’t kill them. We captured them. And we brought them back to base.
And we have a temporary holding facility— temporary jail, really— where we kept them until they could be transferred to Bagram. And while they were being held here, which was like three days, we had to rotate shifts just to guard them. It’s just a basic sit outside their cell, make sure that they don’t hang themselves type of thing.
And at least two other people came up to me and said it was really hard for them not to shoot them while they were in the cell. Now, don’t get me wrong. One of these guys was a Taliban leader, and another guy was his little deputy. These were bad people.
But they were really nice. I mean, personal interactions with them— I felt bad for them. Because they’re crying. They miss their families. They were very polite.
But even I wanted to shoot them, even though they were unarmed, behind bars, uncombative. Something— it’s not a revenge thing. It’s not a hey, you killed a bunch of my buddies thing, hey, you’re a threat to society thing.
It’s a hey, I want to shoot you, because I want to know what it’s like, what it feels like to shoot you. It sounds sick. But it’s probably much more prevalent than most people care to believe.
a US soldier describing his (sociopathic) experiences serving in Afghanistan and the culture of killing in the US military on This American Life, aired January 10, 2014. Read the entire transcript here and listen here. (via be2lawabitch)
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