I can’t even
I find myself thinking about you today on this Veterans Day. You were my roommate during training that lasted forever. We helped each other through it. You weren’t killed in war but you did die too young. I saw you struggling and I’m sorry I lost touch and stopped helping you deal. I think about you everyday and how I could have helped you more. A shout out to brothers and sisters currently serving but a special one for you. Keep watching my back. RIP to J.R.
I can’t sleep because of the nightmares, the only time I sleep soundly is when I am under the influence if things. I just wish I could go back to normal.