A SOLDIER WITH PTSD FELL IN A HOLE and couldn’t get out.

A Senior NCO went by and the Soldier with PTSD called out for help. The Senior NCO yelled at him, told him to suck it the f#!k up, dig deep & drive on, then threw him a shovel. But the Soldier with PTSD could not suck it up and drive on so he dug the hole deeper.

A Senior Officer went by and the Soldier with PTSD called out for help. The Senior Officer told him to use the tools your Senior NCO has given you then threw him a bucket. But the Soldier with PTSD was using the tools his Senior NCO gave him so he dug the hole deeper and filled the bucket.

A psychiatrist walked by. The Soldier with PTSD said, “Help! I can’t get out!” The psychiatrist gave him some drugs and said, “Take this. It will relieve the pain.” The Soldier with PTSD said thanks, but when the pills ran out, he was still in the hole.

A well-known psychologist rode by and heard the Soldier with PTSD cries for help. He stopped and asked, ” How did you get there? Were you born there? Did your parents put you there? Tell me about yourself, it will alleviate your sense of loneliness.” So the Soldier with PTSD talked with him for an hour, then the psychologist had to leave, but he said he’d be back next week. The Soldier with PTSD thanked him, but he was still in the hole.

A priest came by. The Soldier with PTSD called for help. The priest gave him a Bible and said, “I’ll say a prayer for you.” He got down on his knees and prayed for the Soldier with PTSD, then he left. The Soldier with PTSD was very grateful, he read the Bible, but he was still stuck in the hole.

A recovering Soldier with PTSD happened to be passing by. The Soldier with PTSD cried out, “Hey, help me. I’m stuck in this hole!” Right away the recovering Soldier with PTSD jumped down in the hole with him. The Soldier with PTSD said, “What the f#!k are you doing? Now we’re both stuck in here!!” But the recovering Soldier with PTSD said, “Calm down, bro. It’s okay. I’ve been here before. I know how to get out."

~Author Unknown ~

Fill the hole with shovels, buckets, and Bibles then crawl out?

On my last deployment it was just the opposite. Folks that had even a hint of having seen anything bad were sent for evaluation at Ft. Sill instead going home to their families. I pretty much had to promise a full bird Colonel that I'd get evaluated by the VA just so I wouldn't have to be stuck swinging my feet in barracks for 2-3 weeks instead of sleeping in my own bed. That being said VA is pretty nice if you have a decent hospital in your area.

I actually remember waking up in my apartment complex when I got back from Iraq thinking I heard gunfire. A few more shots popped off and I just scooted my body out of the way of the window and went back to sleep.

Sometimes being in a combat environment can actually make you more easygoing once you get back home.

Of course I quickly learned to fake a good blank stare whenever employers asked me if I ever had nightmares and stuff like that and blankly state 'Only when somebody asks about it. That's when everybody starts looking like the bad guys'. Really stops that line of questioning very quickly.

From one of the best TV series ever made.

If you want the C.O.,

I know where he is, I know where he is, I know where he is.

If you want the C.O., I know where he is

He is down in a deep dug-out,

I've seen him, I've seen him, down in a deep dug-out,

I've seen him, I've seen him, down in a deep dug-out.

If you want to find the old battalion,

I know where they are, I know where they are, I know where they are

If you want to find the old battalion, I know where they are,

They're hanging on the old barbed wire,

I've seen 'em, I've seen 'em, hanging on the old barbed wire.

I've seen 'em, I've seen 'em, hanging on the old barbed wire. ^[1]

Okay.