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It could be worse. What an answer?!
So when you loose your mom they say well you still have your dad
Then you say well my dad is a drugged out untreated PTSD Vietnam Combat Veteran of 40 years as the VA seeemed to dissapear for returning Vietnam Veterans
So they say well at least you are still alive.
I say ok yes I am alive.
But what about PTSD and the Physical Assault in service by the E9 That never was treated and none of the LPOs that I think knew it happened who were on the other side of the bulkead did nothing when I walked out of that little space on the ship with my head down 22 years old
They say you are still alive.
I say yes PTSD does not care about that.
20 years of near homelessness homelessness joblessness not trusting depression all add up and up in denial never talking about serving ever to anyone with any confidence or any happiness.
They say well at least you did not die.
I say well ok maybe I did not die and I agree I did not die but what about the self harm and suicide hospital intake and the drinking just to black out
Well at least you have a family or a brother and sister.
I say yes I do but I was the oldest child and I was also untreated from the multiple personel in service threats on me from other service members from bullying, knife to throat, talk of a gun privately owned by another sailor that I should be concerned when I am in public alone off the ship, sexual perversion and harrasment and proposition by some other young sailor who was well into guys that freaked you out, then the assault from the e9 to put a nice cherry on top of that whole mountain of crap that you ate all while being worked like damn mule when you thought you joined an elite family but are called a reservist first and never a navy sailor worthy of respect all before 22 years old. So basically you sister and brother you did not want to burden with these insane dealings as you fried and became belligerant and changed and grew distant from your own family mom brother and sister year by year further and further a decade passes and you also get TBI from street fights and boxing rings from the anger you can not stop fighting and the general threat that you feeel from other males in public...yes basically you became a rabid dog that was put in a dog fight on a navy ship for far to long as some kind of game
You try to join the ARMY out of the NAVY after the assault and low and behold the MEPS processing DQs Fail you PSYCH Left Open SPINE Muscoskeletal and allow you to return back to the NAVY with no treatment never ever and stay on the same ship for another 6 months around the same guys you tried to leave and the same hazardous duties that scared the crap out you and broke you
There must not of been enough doctors
So when you loose your mom they say well you still have your dad
Then you say well my dad is a drugged out untreated PTSD Vietnam Combat Veteran of 40 years as the VA seeemed to dissapear for returning Vietnam Veterans
So they say well at least you are still alive.
I say ok yes I am alive.
But what about PTSD and the Physical Assault in service by the E9 That never was treated and none of the LPOs that I think knew it happened who were on the other side of the bulkead did nothing when I walked out of that little space on the ship with my head down 22 years old
They say you are still alive.
I say yes PTSD does not care about that.
20 years of near homelessness homelessness joblessness not trusting depression all add up and up in denial never talking about serving ever to anyone with any confidence or any happiness.
They say well at least you did not die.
I say well ok maybe I did not die and I agree I did not die but what about the self harm and suicide hospital intake and the drinking just to black out
Well at least you have a family or a brother and sister.
I say yes I do but I was the oldest child and I was also untreated from the multiple personel in service threats on me from other service members from bullying, knife to throat, talk of a gun privately owned by another sailor that I should be concerned when I am in public alone off the ship, sexual perversion and harrasment and proposition by some other young sailor who was well into guys that freaked you out, then the assault from the e9 to put a nice cherry on top of that whole mountain of crap that you ate all while being worked like damn mule when you thought you joined an elite family but are called a reservist first and never a navy sailor worthy of respect all before 22 years old. So basically you sister and brother you did not want to burden with these insane dealings as you fried and became belligerant and changed and grew distant from your own family mom brother and sister year by year further and further a decade passes and you also get TBI from street fights and boxing rings from the anger you can not stop fighting and the general threat that you feeel from other males in public...yes basically you became a rabid dog that was put in a dog fight on a navy ship for far to long as some kind of game
You try to join the ARMY out of the NAVY after the assault and low and behold the MEPS processing DQs Fail you PSYCH Left Open SPINE Muscoskeletal and allow you to return back to the NAVY with no treatment never ever and stay on the same ship for another 6 months around the same guys you tried to leave and the same hazardous duties that scared the crap out you and broke you
There must not of been enough doctors
Edited >1 y ago
Posted >1 y ago
Responses: 1
I think that during such times, it's important to establish continuous communications. Be it through local veterans support groups or Military1 source. Being DQ from the military for whatever reason is irrelevant, will not make or break you as an individual. There are FAR greater achievements in life beside being in the service as I'm coming to realize being in the Navy for just over 10 years.
PS: Yes, being alive is still BETTER than 6 ft under ANY DAY, because once you're gone, you'll not resurrect (or reincarnate). Seek hope in this life UNTIL you find it. May come much later in life than you anticipate, but it'll come. Also please PM me if you wanna chat and vent-out, I'm ALWAYS here for you. I'm a watch commander for a section of junior sailors who constantly address their issues with me and am ready to hear you out as well. So LIVE YOUR LIFE until your last God-given breath on this rotten planet, and keep hope alive, shipmate!
PS: Yes, being alive is still BETTER than 6 ft under ANY DAY, because once you're gone, you'll not resurrect (or reincarnate). Seek hope in this life UNTIL you find it. May come much later in life than you anticipate, but it'll come. Also please PM me if you wanna chat and vent-out, I'm ALWAYS here for you. I'm a watch commander for a section of junior sailors who constantly address their issues with me and am ready to hear you out as well. So LIVE YOUR LIFE until your last God-given breath on this rotten planet, and keep hope alive, shipmate!
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PO3 Aaron Hassay
Do you mind if I email you via private email to share a google doc that allows a little information about my enlistment I signed and discharged honorably from 1994-2002.
It is an enlistment that few sailors then knew existed and I lived it by almost sheer luck infact it was sheer chance.
The sheer chance.
I think my life and what happened makes much more sense and my anxiety disorder ending me on SSDI when one understands my enlistment.
My email is [login to see]
Thanks
It is an enlistment that few sailors then knew existed and I lived it by almost sheer luck infact it was sheer chance.
The sheer chance.
I think my life and what happened makes much more sense and my anxiety disorder ending me on SSDI when one understands my enlistment.
My email is [login to see]
Thanks
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