to op i left the united stated army special forces 5th group as an 18b in july of 07, i left the employ of the united states gov 9 months ago i due to personal conflicts in the course of duty and numerous injuries as a innerdepartmental leasion for us and them in another country some where yada yada yada, i can sound all cool and spout all my technical shit
dude, i was lost, i had nothing and no one and needed to leave home, so i split, i was in ranger school on leave on 9/11 and went strait out and into spec ops training. i can doo some cool shit. i am never afraid, and i know as soon as i am fit i can get a job with any security or law enforcment agency in the country, i can speak 6 languages and i have been to too many countries to count and paid to be there with my best friends, i know cool top secret stuff about things you can't even imagine and i got a cool chase durer watch and kershaw pocket knife regular military don't get.... and i get to KEEP IT!.... i am a walking talk tv show bad ass. and thats the cool part
bad part is i have 3 bullets in me, i have brain damage from an explosion every single bone or bone group in my body has been broken. i sleep maybe 7 hours a week, and if i do i wake up some times and can't move for an hours cause i am counting the number of times i hear a certin noise or maybe cause i think i smell another person in my bed room and i won't move so i don't give away my position. my phones are bugged and will be till i die, every one i know leaves me cause they are afraid of me, and all that ties into but fails to compair to the fact almost all my friends or dead or some where i can't talk to them, and in the once in a blue moon i sleep i get to see shit no human being should see again....and again. i have been held captaive and i've been tortured and there is a contract on my life in another country. but i'll admit 65-80% of the bad is cause i just HAD to have special forces dealing with uncle sam is like dealing with vegas..... its all a gamble, but like they said, you're gonna spend some time in the sand box... don't believe the bullshit the recruiter says.... you're gonna see the desert, you're gonna get yelled at, you will be humiliated and you will be broken... ohh and you could wind up killing kids and dying. if a collage fund and the shittiest healthcare imaginable is worth that, sign up TODAY, i'll give you a peer recomendation!
but if you wanna prove something, or god forbid, you wanna put foot to ass cause you believe in something, sign your name grab kiss mom good bye and hop on.
ohh and any of the gay shit, naked guys in the shower "what happens in the head stays in the head" bullshit a recruiter that smells dick on your breath is gonna pitch you to get his bonus check, is a fucking LIE, you pull that shit inside and they will hold your soft little hand right up to a training accident. suck a dick on your own time, ain't no buttfucking in the trench